Handling The Waiter: Crossdressing Stories

By Hellen Heels

DESCRIPTION:
Kristin gazed at him. “I am going to take my bath. I want you to get undressed and wait for me. Is that too difficult to understand?” Now that is how a real woman handles these types of situations...

EXCERPT:
She gazed at him. “I am going to take my bath. I want you to get undressed and wait for me. Is that too difficult to understand?”

“I...I...no, of course not. I will get undressed.”

“Good girl.”

“Good girl?”

She nodded. “Yes. That is my pet name for you tonight, Leon.”

“I see.”

“You don’t mind I hope?”

“No, not at all.”

“Good. Get undressed and wait for me.”

She then allowed the robe to fall off her body while she was still in the living room. She could hear him gasp as she walked into the bathroom. She could imagine him ogling at her naked figure, hoping and wishing to see her from the front. Too bad, he had to just make do with the image of her thick luscious hips as she walked away from his view.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Aug 13, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005918873

Hellen Heels

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Handling The Waiter

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Author’s Note

by Hellen Heels

One could literally taste the luxury that was splattered all over the lobby they were in at that moment. From the colorful paintings that adorned the marble walls, to the thick cotton and silk curtains that draped the windows, down to the blue and red marble floors underneath their feet, one could not help but marvel at the touch of class surrounding them.

Even the sofas in which they were seated in spoke of top quality along with the lavish and fine embroidery that adorned the edges. The woman who was seated on one of sofas could not help but savor and enjoy its feel on her body as she adjusted herself in it.

She reached out and picked the cup on the glass table and took a sip from it.

The champagne tasted good, she told herself as she took a quick glance around the room. It was obvious that this hotel had not spared any expense in designing and decorating the lobby, and this was evident in the sofas, tables, and stools that were littered around.

There were other people seated with her and they were all nodding and chatting in quiet tones. Most of them sat in pairs, while others like her chose to sit alone.

Outside, she could see the sun setting for the day. It was an image that filled the sky with lovely and colorful cloud patterns.

She recalled when they had started the meeting several hours before. Several presentations had been made and discussions followed. Now, they were all unwinding after