Archive-name: Changes/dream03.txt
Archive-author: Chuck 447
Archive-title: Dream, Fantasy and Nightmare - 3


                    The Dream, Part 3

      I hesitated, considering the way I looked right now, and
knowing that the note said that I should not try to remove the
breast forms during the day, as there was a special way to do it
that Sharon would explain when she got there later.  I did not
think I could hide them from anyone coming over, not even for a few
minutes.  I was hard to embarrass, but I knew anyone seeing the
breasts on me would turn me the reddest I had ever been.
      "Um, well, it might not be all that good to come over today. 
I.."
      "Ron.. I have a request to make of you, when I do come over,
be in that black silk outfit you got recently.  I would like very
much to see you in that.  No, don't ask how I know about it, I will
tell you when I get there, just, please, go ahead and be wearing
the long black silk skirt and the black silk blouse. I will knock
three times then pause, then do it again when I get there so you
will know it is me.  Can I come over?"
      This was getting real strange, had Sharon told some other gal
of her plans?  Was this in some way a test by Sharon to see if I
would step out on her?  Was there another reason for this?  Was
this a part of the surprise she had in mind for him?  I did not
know what to do, but since the woman already knew of the outfit,
I supposed I had to find out how she knew, and what it was that she
wanted of me.  And she did have the sexiest voice I had ever heard
over the phone.  If she looked half as good as she sounded, this
would be one hot looking lady.  Ok, I will admit it, I was as
intriqued by the voice on the phone as I was about why my girl had
asked me to dress up like this.  Though after spending a couple of
hours now like this, I began to regret that it was not more
acceptable in society.  The comfort and feelings were absolutely
incredible.  I had never felt so nakedly free while fully clothed
before.  I also began to hope that this went like she wanted, and
that she might want to do it again.  I know that I would not mind
doing this much again for her.  God but it felt delightful.
      "Ok, I will.  20 minutes?  Ok, I will be ready by then.  And
I am curious how you knew about this."
      "I will explain everything when I get there.  See you in 20
minutes." she said then hung up.
      I got up, refilled my cup and spent the 20 minutes pacing
around the living room while I waited.  When finally I heard the
three knocks on the door, I felt butterflies in the pit of my
belly.  I had left the door unlocked, so I could just call out
"come in" when she got there.  I surely did not wish for my
neighbors to see me this way.  I knew that I would never hear the
end of it, not that any of them really knew me or mattered to me
anyway, but I did live in this complex.  The knock came again so
I called out "come on in, the door is unlocked."
      The door opened and a gorgeous redhead walked in, carrying
a fairly large metal suitcase with her.  She stepped away from the
door and put the case down out of the way.  She had left the door
open, and just as I was about to ask her to please close it another
redhead walked in, also carrying one of the aluminum cases.  I was
shocked!  She had said she was coming, not that WE are coming.  How
many people did Sharon tell about this, or was one girl telling the
other and so on?  Then I stopped for a second to measure the
reaction of the two as they looked at me and noticed some thing
about the two.  The two were almost identical.  There was only a
few very minor differences to tell them apart.  The two women
appeared to be about mid twenties or so, with almost waist length,
darker red hair, full and soft to the look.  Both women were also
gifted with the kind of figures that haunted men's dreams.  I could
see this even though they both wore what looked like white women's
suits with knee length skirts and very sheer and silky white
blouses.  They were both gifted with full and more than ample
breasts, the kind that really excited me.  I had always been a
breast man, much more than a leg, or butt man.  And boy, did these
two have them.  Not that either their legs or any part of them was
less than my secret ideal of a woman.
      "Ron, I am sorry, I just realized  I forgot to tell you that
my sister was coming with me.  Oh, and my name is Karen and her
name is Margie.  I hope that you do not mind too much. I promise
that you will not regret letting us come over."
      "Hello, Karen, Margie.  It is really nice to meet you two,
and I hope you will not mind me saying that you are both very
attractive young women.  I am curious to know how you knew about
this outfit though."
      "Well, we were told that we would find you here about now,
and in that outfit.  We were also told to bring these two cases
with us, and the contents. It seems that some of the items in here
are things that someone thinks you want or need."
      "And who told you, if I may ask?"
      "Well, we are not really supposed to say right now, just that
we were told to come and that you would be dressed like that.  I
am sure you will find out all about it very soon, and why all this
elaborate scenario was set up like it was." Karen said, her face
lighting up with a bright smile.  God this woman was gorgeous when
she smiled, and even when she did not.  If Ron did not have Sharon,
he knew he would be trying to take this woman to bed even now,
perhaps, his luck taking a turn for the awesome, both of these
visions of loveliness standing before him.
      "hmmm, curious.  Now, what is it I can do for you?"
      "Mind if we sit down to discuss this?  It may take a few
minutes."
      "Not at all, please, sit down.  Oh, and can I get either of
you anything?  Coffee, a drink, anything?" I said as I moved to sit
down on the couch.  The girls shook their heads and mumbled
politely about being just fine for now.  The twins each sat on
either side of me.  For a moment no one spoke, just sat down and
looked at each other.  As I sat there looking, I wished we had met
in other circumstances because as I sat looking at Karen I felt
desire rising within me like I had not felt in a long time.  The
more I looked, the more I wanted to take her to bed and enjoy her
charms.

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