As our bodies separate I see a big wet spot on her leather dress and both my underwear and my shirt are a wet mess as well. Sorry, I start apologizing, but she shakes her head and says, don't worry, it happens all the time. Would you mind now helping me out of this dress? I nod, and start unzipping her slowly, enjoying the way the supple leather glides away from her body. She steps out of her dress, indeed wearing a leather bra and starts kicking off her leather panties while I work on undoing her bra. She throws it all on a pile in a closet and says, I'll get that all cleaned, why don't you give me your dirty clothes and they can do that at the same time. That simple, and in a minute I'm as naked as she is.

Wanna join me in the jacuzzi, she asks, it should be warm. Who am I to disagree and I follow her to the massive bathroom, enjoying the shake of her bottom, more female than I've ever experienced. The bath is indeed ready and she sits down at the edge. Come, she says, sit next to me. Before we continue I want you to realize what we're getting into. Perhaps you were very horny and did things that you may regret. I sit next to her, looking at the penis between her legs. Touch it, she says. I don't hesitate and once more grab it, it feels female, simply said. I'm a hermaphrodite she says, not a shemale as you may have thought. Please check closer, I have a vagina as well. I slide myself in the water and position myself between her legs, pushing them apart and lifting her male part. And indeed almost hidden between the folds of her ballsack I see a bit of a dent and I push my nose into it. It clearly smells like a vagina and when I start rubbing it I can see it getting moist. She smiles and just like that I stick my tongue in the hole and a loud moan escapes her mouth. As before the taste is delicious, sweet and a bit sticky. Her male part grows harder and I start pumping it with one hand. It's not an easy position and eventually I replace my tongue with a finger in her pussy and put my mouth over her now rocking hard head, while pumping harder and pushing my finger in as deep as I can. A second and a third finger follow into her now slick cunt and her moaning clearly approves. Her legs wrap around my body and pull me tighter into her, lifting her butt from the floor even. And then I hear her roar and her cum shoots in the back of my throat with no way to back away. I can just swallow, no time to play with it or salvage it for sharing. My fingers are soaked, she must have been squirting fluids from her pussy as well and when I finally pull away I lap the moist of them, tasting the sweet fluid mixed with cum. I guess you know perfectly well what you're getting into, she whispers, and I nod. Never was I so close to heaven. Then I gently pull her in the hot water next to me.

We sit for a while, quietly in our own thoughts, leaning against each other, and I am wondering if I have gone out of control. I love my wife, mind you, but we have both put our careers first and with no kids our sex life has been so-so. And now this beautiful creature next to me has everything I have dreamed of and then some. I realize I only know her for a few hours but it feels like I know her more intimately already then my own spouse. And that's a scary thought. Or is it a very happy thought?

Ciara breaks the silence and says, this was not quite what I was expecting. I look her in the eyes with a question mark on my face and she continues, I was just looking for a one night stand, but you turned out to be so much more, from dessert to eating me out, from sharing my fetishes to being gentle and genuine. It feels like we're so compatible. She says that word in her delicious accent that I have come to love so much and I smile. Why do you have to be married? she asks. I have been looking for someone like you forever. Well, I answer, you don't know half of my bad habits yet, I cheat and I can be very lazy. She laughs and says, we'll see about that.

I feel an itch in my crotch and when I scratch it I pull out a handful of hair and I hear myself say, what the.... She looks at the hair and with a shock on her face she says, oh no, the hair remover in the bath water, I always have them put some in on my first night, forgot all about that. Now she smiles and says, hope you don't mind being as smooth as me. And when I think of her hairless dick and pussy I feel myself get hard, which she notices immediately. Oh good, she licks her lips, we're even more compatible. She hands me a rubber cap to cover my hair and some goggles that cover my eyes and eyebrows and then asks me to get fully under. I dive under, finding her crotch and kissing it. We play sexy games for about 15 minutes and I can feel myself getting smoother and smoother. How am I going to hide that from my wife?

Eventually we get out. She reaches out and hand in hand she guides me to a soft carpet where she puts on a fluffy bath rope and then start patting me down with a thick towel in a very sensual way. The feeling is alien to me, so sensitive is my skin. When I finally look in the mirror my mouth drops open, what a difference with my rough look I always carry. Ciara seems very happy and my own manhood comes alive, again... Jokingly I say, that towel is so nice and soft, we don't have that on the third floor. So are you, she smiles, perhaps you should stay on this floor?

I shake my head. As much as I want to, but I have to call my wife back home, she should be done with work by now. I need to get back to my room, but what am I going to wear? She nods understandingly and grabs something from a drawer. She hands me a pair of leather panties and say, try these, they're specially designed for me, to hold my extra package. I hesitate for only one second, then step in the soft leather, feeling it against my skin as her dress did before. But with my new hairless skin it feels so much closer, it's heaven. I manage to pull my stiff member in it and it slides comfortably between my legs, leaving me with a fairly smooth crotch. Before I can look at myself in the mirror she hands me another piece of clothing, a black nighty, and when I feel the material I can only think of one word... Butter soft. It's leather, of course, but it feels like silk and that's how it flows around me, when she helps me putting it over my head. It's the most feminine garment I would have loved to see on her, but it's on me now, and I love the feeling!

I want you to have this, she says, please wear them while you sleep and also tomorrow under your work clothes, will you do that for me? A sudden fear of being caught in female underwear shoots through my brain, but then I look in her eyes and I realize I'll do anything for her. I smile and nod. Thanks I say. But I can hardly walk in this to my own room, can I? She says, put your pants and shoes on, and after I did so she gives me her bathrobe. Here, no one will see your nighty this way, she says, smiling. I put the thick soft robe on and kiss her on the lips. See you tomorrow! Then I leave the room.

Talking to my wife was very uneventful. She was happy that I was safe but she was clearly busy with something so we kept it short. No need to call me this week she says, just text me when needed and before you get in the plane back home. No problem, I reply while rubbing my leather covered skin, it's quite boring here, I'm heading for bed now. Ok, good night honey, she says, and we hang up. I keep my nighty on and get in bed. I'm thinking I will be too horny to sleep but I'm gone in less than a minute.

The next morning I wake up quite refreshed, picking up a faint smell of leather. I take my clothes off and take a hot shower. When all clean I look at my own clothes and the two leather pieces. Do I dare this, I wonder, or will I put them on when I get back tonight before I go see Ciara? A sudden strong urge makes me pick up the leather and put it back on. Pants and dress shirt over it and no one would ever guess. I'm very aware of the sexy material on my skin though, and I think that's what she wanted me to experience. I don't see her at breakfast, we must be at different work hours.

Work is tough but we are making progress. No one notices my special underwear but I'm very aware and my horniness is slowly building. The leather panties keep my member wonderfully under control though and no bulge is visible. Much better than my own underwear I think, knowing my bulge sometimes showing when walking in the office after thinking of some erotic fantasy. In no time the day is over and I'm being dropped off at the hotel. I decline the invitation to go out for dinner later, saying I'll have a quick bite and need to work my emails away tonight that have been piling up.

When I open my room door I'm not surprised to see Ciara sitting on my bed, wearing the bathrobe I borrowed from her. Sorry for breaking in, she says, I needed my bathrobe back, so I convinced the bellboy to let me in. She gets up and kisses me full on the mouth, her tongue almost in my throat. She tastes delicious and I wrap my tongue around her's, trying to get control, but she plays this game very well. Eventually we pull loose, just to get our breath. She smells me and with a smile on her face she starts opening my shirt, finding the smooth leather clinging to my skin. One hand disappears in my pants and caresses my package through more leather. She's clearly very happy.

Did you enjoy wearing this, she asks and I nod, feeling the heat building up again in my pants. Then I have more for you, she whispers, come to my room. Bring your work clothes for tomorrow, you're going to stay with me tonight. And just like that we're on our way to the penthouse again. In the elevator she kisses the bellboy on his cheek and says, thanks for helping me to get my bathrobe back. His eyes almost pop out with pride when he says, any time my lady.

When we reach her room, she asks me, now that you have worn some of my clothes I want to know how far you dare to go. I swallow, but then I reply in a sure voice knowing I can't resist her, as far as you want my lady.

She has me undress completely except for my leather panties. She has a separate dressing room and the first she puts on me is a leather bra with absolutely realistic breast forms. I feel like this is another test but I can't stop staring in the mirror in awe, while feeling the weight on my chest. She smiles at my reaction and then she puts a very tight piece of fabric around my waist. It's not leather but it must be like rubber, as it compresses my belly into a tight shape. I'm getting more and more of an hourglass shape but it makes my breathing shallow. Don't worry she says, you'll get used to it. Next is nylon stockings on my legs and I always love the feeling on a woman's legs only to find out it's just as sexy on my own legs. Then finally she puts a formfitting leather dress on me, accentuating my upper body but a wide and swishing skirt, like a skater skirt. By now I'm very hard but luckily the underwear guides it under me so nothing sticks out.

Next a pair of leather boots, high enough to disappear under the skirt. I feel the high heels and wonder if I will manage to walk in them, but a sense of pride is taking over and I know I will walk in them and in an elegant way at that. She has me stand up puts a wide belt around my waist or is it a corset? She starts pulling cords and it gets even tighter than before, but the effect is astonishing. My breasts are pushed up and out and if it wasn't for my male face I would have loved to ogle a woman with a figure like mine. Carefully I sit down again and she starts working on my face. I'm still as smooth as a baby and the makeup goes on easily. She does wonders with my eyes and lips and accentuates my cheeks and finally she puts a long black wig on my head. And now there is only a gorgeous woman that is apparently me. She adds some accessories on me, all gold in my ears and around my arms and wrists. Plus what she calls a choker around my neck, pure gold and very elegant.

I am very uncomfortable now as I'm turned on by my own sight, as well as the leather and gold on my own skin and the spikes under my feet. She feels the bulge between my legs and simply puts her head under my skirt, where I feel her free my dick and she then takes it all in her mouth. No foreplay, just a strong sucking on my hard on. And in seconds she makes me come, I can hear her swallow it all and then she licks my now limb member clean. She sticks it back in my panties and a great relieve comes over me, I can now concentrate on being a woman. She doesn't share my own cum with me, don't want to ruin your lipstick she laughs. She makes me practice my walking while she's getting herself ready and for some unexplainable reason I walk rather easy, with a swaying move that I loved so on her. I also practice sitting down, crossing my legs and moving my hands and arms. She's giving advice on every move I make, while she's dressing herself. And when she's done I finally get a good look at her. I assumed she'd be wearing leather also, but she is more shiny black and I realize it's latex, a long dress hugging her curvy body like a glove and it's good that she sucked me completely dry, because I feel a stir between my legs again, just from looking at her.

My my, she says, do we look good together! We need some pictures. And before I can protest, she starts snapping me with her phone. Hmmm, I can hardly call you Paul anymore, what do you think, are you Paula now? I shake my head, saying that I hate that name, I have been teased enough in my childhood. Ok, she answers, give me a name you like, and without thinking I say, Maya. I have loved that name ever since I saw a scifi series many years ago. I like it, she replies, Maya and Ciara, and she starts making selfies with the two of us. After that she says, one more thing to do, open your mouth wide. When I do so she sprays something in the back of my throat and it stings as hell. Do you have to call your wife today? I shake my head, and at that she sprays again, not as bad anymore as it feels a bit numb. What is that for, I ask, but know the answer immediately as my voice is much higher, feminine even. Don't worry, she says, it's not permanent, but it will last through the night. I smile, realizing I'm her woman for the night now, no more concerns about cheating, whatever happens I will do without hesitation. We take one more glamour picture of the both of us, arms around our hips, our breasts touching, smiling at her cellphone that she set on the dresser. Then she pulls me into her and kisses me on the lips, her tongue deep into my mouth. I taste her delicious lipstick or is it my own? Then I tongue her back and for a few minutes we enjoy the intimacy while we feel each other's bodies. I love her feeling me through the leather but feeling the tight latex on her skin is even more sexy. When she finally pulls away, we're both hot and in heat. Let's save that for later, she whispers. And quickly she fixes both of our lipsticks.

She grabs her phone that apparently has been shooting pictures nonstop and when we look at the pictures we see two beautiful creatures starting to make out. I know from experience that these could make some money when posted at the right sites, but she says, don't worry, they're just for you and me. We'll add some more later when we finish this in bed...

But for now I'm hungry, let's go, I made reservations. I suddenly get cold feet. I'm going in public, dressed like this? People will see right through me. Oh, they will look at you alright, she answers, but they see a gorgeous woman, they will never know the truth. You'll be okay, and I'm with you. That makes me feel better, but when she puts my hand in her's, she says, come Maya, I feel her strength and I smile, I will be okay indeed. Hand in hand we walk to the door and get to the elevator.