Gurl at the Clinique Counter

A gurl at the Clinique Counter

There was something incredibly familiar about the woman shopping
at the Clinique counter at one of the department stores I like going to 
(lots of cosmetic samples and, giggles, a bunch of really cute guys in the men’s department that flirt outrageously ).   Anyway, I was kinda, pretty-much staring, checking her out, and thinking about how hot the tall boots and knit mini were and she turned to me and in a GREAT big smile, said “Oh my god, Janine! It’s me, Jason!!”

Jason?  And then a flood of memories came back.  Jason was one of the first guys who asked me to femme him.  We’d gone on countless shopping safaris, I’d helped him work with makeup and I’d introduced him to a voice coach (darlings, we can’t look like this and sound like truckers!) and the last time we’d seen each other in bed, he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying his dual life.

Mmmmmmmm  there’s something totally delicious about having a man slide into you wearing more makeup than you are! But here he – or ‘she’ — was, looking unbelievably, wonderfully sexy and for the first time, I noticed Jason’s neckline was showing some cleavage!  And honey’s, you can’t fake what Jason had with breast forms.  He caught me looking and smiled broadly:

“I got these a year ago, aren’t they great!”

I was thinking of all the times we’d spent in bed and I couldn’t help myself but move closer, a lot closer, to this stunning gurl. I was smelling her perfume, looking at her gorgeous long hair, thinking of what I wanted to do with those breathtaking boobs and I found myself pressing against her body.  And feeling her thigh.  And moving my hand up.

“Mmmmmmm” she whispered, you always DID say I had a cock you couldn’t stay away from!”

At  which point we heard two distinct gasps behind us!  Two very conservatively dressed business women had been watching our groping and, clearly, had heard Jason’s comment.

My darling Jason was quicker to a line than I was as he said “oh, don’t worry, my gurlfriend here has one too. Hmmm come to think of it, so do a couple of the girls at this Clinique Counter! Well ladies, you’ll excuse us as we figure out who’s bed we want to be in!”

The two suits-in-sensible-heels retreated and Jason and I had a great great laugh.  And just for good measure, knowing that we were probably on some security camera somewhere, gave each other an amazingly long, erotic open-mouth kiss.

Gurls are just everywhere !!!