Out in Public Ch 03

Part 3

The next morning, I took the time to shave my body all over. I was getting better at it and didn't nick myself as much. I had breakfast and got ready for work. I put on a pair of panties and my women's leggings and then one of the new work shirts we had bought. I looked at myself in the mirror. It didn't really look all that different from what I had been wearing. I sure felt it though. I drove to work and got through the day. Nobody noticed anything. At least I didn't think so. At lunch Heather and I were alone in the break room.

"Start watching how we all move and gesture," she said.

There were a couple of male massage therapists, but most were women and all the estheticians were women.

"Pay attention to how to sit down or get up."

Someone else came in the room and we talked about other things. I tried to subtly change the way I moved or sat. Nothing drastic, but I paid more attention to how differently women moved.

Wednesday was my day to work in the evening. I was finished and cleaning my room when Josie, one of the estheticians, poked her head in and got my attention. I didn't know Josie that well. She was friendly enough but we seldom worked the same schedule. She was an attractive, take-charge kind of woman.

"I'm ready for you," she said.

"What?" I replied.

"For your facial. You're scheduled for nine o'clock."

She left and walked down to her room. I walked back to the break room and checked the computer. Sure enough, I was on Josie's schedule for a facial. I clicked into the details and saw that Heather had set it up. I knew men came in for facials, but I had never had one and I was nervous. I went down the hall to Josie's room and walked in.

She handed me a wrap and a hair band.

"Have you ever had a facial?"

"No."

"Take off your shirt, put the wrap around you just under your armpits. Put the hairband around your head. I'll adjust that when I come back in. Get on the table face up, under the sheet and I'll be back in a minute."

She left the room and I got ready. My heart was racing. I lay on the table and tried to calm down. Josie came back in the room and started to work. She used cleansers and exfoliators on my face, neck and upper chest. She explained what she was doing along the way and why. I relaxed and let her work. It was actually quite pleasant once I relaxed. At least it was relaxing till she talked about what I needed to do going forward.

"You've never really had a skin care routine and it shows. For the next two weeks I want you to cleanse twice a day. Moisturize morning and night and as needed during the day and exfoliate every three days. Try this depilating cream instead of shaving. I'll make a list of products for you. You should get back on my schedule in two weeks so we can see where you stand and what we will need to change when you start wearing makeup regularly."

My brain froze and I think my heart stopped. I just looked at her. She smiled.

"Don't worry. It's all good. Heather told me everything when she scheduled your appointment. It's going to take a while to get you ready, but I can help you."

She looked at my eyebrows.

"Let's take care of those while you're here."

She waxed and plucked my eyebrows.

"Much better," she said.

I thanked her and got ready to go. I picked up all the things she recommended and checked out at the front desk. I made sure to leave a generous tip. As soon as I got to my car I texted Heather.

'WTF? Why did you tell Josie? Why didn't you tell me?'

She replied instantly.

'I knew you would be too shy. And wouldn't go.'

I drove home in silence. I tried to figure out what I really felt. I was angry at her for telling Josie. I was off balance because she was pushing me so far so fast. I had just wanted to dress up sexy and go out once in a while, but she seemed to have taken charge and was racing down an unknown path. On the other hand, I was getting a lot of help with all the things I didn't know about.

Having a more extensive morning and evening routine was both fun and challenging. I had never been very hairy and didn't shave every day before. I tried the hair removal cream on my legs first and it worked well. I thought I would give it a few days and try it on my face on the weekend.

Saturday was my day off. I had all the usual errands to do. Grocery shopping, laundry, et cetera I went out early to get the outside stuff done. I threw jeans and shirt on over my panties and camisole. I added some jewelry. I did like the way it all felt. I was back home and finishing up my weekly cleaning when I got a text from Heather. It was just a photo of some packages from Amazon and other places.

Then another text. And another. She usually blew up my phone when she texted.

'are you busy tonight?'

'come over for girls night'

'five o'clock'

'don't be late'

'It'll be fun'

'stay the night'

She finally stopped texting and I replied that I would. I watched a movie and then got ready to go. I put on a pair of the pants we had bought and a blouse that was kind of ambiguous. I put on my sneakers and drove over to her house. Heather let me in and we sat and talked for a bit.

"Are you hungry or should we open packages first?" Heather asked.

"I'm not hungry," I replied.

Honestly, I was nervous wondering what she was going to do today. Heather handed me a box from the pile.

"This feels like Christmas," she said.

I started opening the packages. All women's clothes. Some jeans, some blouses, shorts, et cetera. I kept running to the bathroom and trying things on and Heather decided which to keep and which to return or get in a different size. She wasn't giving me much choice, saying that these were basics that I would need. The fashion show came to an end with two piles of clothes to keep or return. The last package was a two piece sleep set with a black chemise and tap pants.

"Put these on," she said.

I put them on and came out. She looked at me and smiled. She went to her room and in a moment came out in a similar set in a rose pink.

"This feels like high school, having sleepovers," she said.

We made dinner and cleaned up. Whenever I dressed up, I always wore makeup and a wig to get into the mood. Now I wasn't doing either, but I felt very feminine. I sat on the couch, trying hard to sit like a woman would. Heather went into her room and came out with a bunch of stuff. She motioned for me to sit at the table. She sat across from me and spill all the items on the table.

"Time for a mani-pedi," she said. "I'll show you and then you practice on me."

She took one hand and cleaned up my cuticles, trimmed my nails and started looking at her polish bottles.

"I can't do that," I said. "It will be embarrassing."

"Don't worry. I'm just going to put a clear coat on for now."

She took a bottle and brush a clear coat of lacquer on my nails.

When she was done, she told me to keep my hands open and let them dry. I moved to the couch and put my feet on a stool and she did the same to my feet. I was resting my head on the headrest and not really paying attention when she told me I was finished. I looked down and my toes were bright red. I started to say something, but stopped. I had thought she would do my toes clear too, but I should have known better. I took a long look at my red toes, and my shaven legs and the tap pants. It felt really good.

We traded places and she guided me through giving her a mani-pedi. It was fun to do. I have always loved women's bodies and had worked on her a lot in massage school and after. This was kind of like that, but also different. I did her hands and then knelt at her feet and gave her a pedicure. I was very aware of being in lingerie and doing girly things. I think I'm going to like girls night at Heather's.