Crossed Lines Pt. 07: Making Friends

(Author's Note)

I love writing this story so much and your comments are all so encouraging! Thank you!!!! I've taken a lot of my own personal experiences and put them into this story, which is why some of the dialogue is long and the build up is slow. I feel like I would be doing you all a disservice if I rushed it.

Also, sorry for the long recap! It's a substantial summary to get you up to speed if you haven't read the earlier chapters recently.

/ RECAP />

Lacey is a goal-oriented woman rising up the corporate ladder. Her husband Aiden does not share this drive and instead spent the last several years working remotely at home.

Given Lacey's long hours, Aiden relied on porn for sexual satisfaction. However, his porn usage made it difficult to maintain an erection during sex. Uncomfortable and insecure about his erectile dysfunction, Lacey avoids sex with him.

In an attempt to spice things up, and to stop him from masturbating, they use a male chastity device which he wears while Lacey is at work.

Feeling frustrated and unsatisfied, Aiden explores crossdressing. Due to the chastity, he can't find relief through orgasm, causing his crossdressing to amplify. This ultimately leads Lacey to catch him in the act one night

Lacey, uninterested in sex that night, took the opportunity to playfully punish him by forcing him to wear the chastity and her clothing longer than planned. She finds that he is more obedient when he's locked in chastity and wearing her outfits.

Despite the lack of sex, Aiden enjoys these punishments. He becomes the best "housewife" he could by cooking, cleaning, and fulfilling all household chores. However, doing laundry in the community laundry room required Aiden to pass as a woman. This motivates him to improve his makeup, work on his feminine voice, and exercise his glutes.

Aiden's female persona 'Bri', becomes a frequent fixture, with Lacey encouraging him to dress up more. This created a sense of control for her, and she no longer felt obligated to have sex with him.

Lacey makes Aiden transform into Bri and takes her on her first public outing. She treats Bri to a shopping spree at a thrift store, buying her first set of female outfits. Lacey then takes them for a drink at a gay bar.

Aiden is crossdressing at least 4 times a week now, and is much better at passing. He surprises Lacey with facials at a day spa. Aiden's esthetician recommends he try temporary lip fillers. Afraid of what Lacey will say, but unaware of her motives, she encourages him to follow through with it.

Aiden now believes that 'passing' at a straight bar would be more validating. He convinces Lacey to go out to a bar called, The Nebraska.

Over drinks, they discuss fantasies, including their attraction to one of the men in their apartment building, Andrew. The conversation escalates to Bri disclosing she finds a male patron at the bar to be cute.

Lacey teases him and without warning the guy walks to the bar directly behind Bri to order a drink. Panicked, Bri turns to go to the bathroom and accidentally bumps into him, causing his drink to spill...

/ END OF RECAP />

Crossed Lines PT 07: Making Friends

/ The Booth />

I gasped audibly, embarrassing myself in the worst way possible. It was one of those loud and long gasps as if I was startled unexpectedly. The only thing that would have made it worse is if I gasped and sounded like a man, but thankfully it came out very high-pitched.

"Oh, damn," he said as he looked down to assess the spill.

I stood there like an idiot my mouth agape still unable to speak.

For some reason, I was hoping Lacey would come out of the blue and save me but she didn't.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I was finally able to say as I turned my gaze upward to look at him.

Seeing him up close was so much more intimidating. All of the flirtatious talk Lacey and I had about him created this unconscious attraction towards him.

"No, no, no," he said reassuringly. "That's that's all right. Did any get on you?"

I looked down at my dress and then lifted my wet arm to hold it a little higher into the light.

He delicately took my arm in his large hand and said, "You got some on you, let me get that."

He set his drink down on the bar. Then, while still gently holding my arm in his hand, he reached for a set of napkins. I was still speechless as he took the napkins and softly dabbed my arm, soaking the spilled drink off my skin.

"Oh... thank you," I said trembling as he let go of my arm.

"Yea, of course. Have a good night," he said smiling before walking back toward his friends.

Feeling the heat of the moment and trying to maintain composure I turned back to Lacey. She looked at me like she was really enjoying herself.

"Did you get his number?" she teased.

"My heart is beating so fast!" I said, feeling the rush of adrenaline in my veins.

"You should have seen yourself," she said laughing, "You were like a deer in headlights."

"I need to go to the bathroom," I said as I turned around more carefully this time and walked awkwardly passed the guy's table.

Once I reached the bathroom, I took a moment to steady myself in one of the stalls. I pulled down my thong, revealing my chastity, and then lifted my dress to sit down on the toilet to pee.

I felt quite tipsy and despite how terrified I was at that interaction, it was really thrilling. After peeing I dabbed my chastity with toilet paper to soak up any pee and pre-cum that had been collecting over the last couple of hours. I then exited the stall and walked up to the sink where I washed my hands and checked my makeup.

My makeup still looked really good, thank god. I was worried it looked back when that guy saw me up close.

"I love your nails! Where did you get them done?" a woman asked, smiling warmly as she joined me at the sink.

Caught off guard but flattered, I replied, "Oh, thank you! I actually did them myself."

"Really? They look amazing. I wish I had the patience for that," she said, clearly impressed.

As we chatted, I realized she was sitting next to the guy in the black shirt. My heart skipped a beat, but I tried to stay composed.

"I'm Jess, by the way. I'm here with my boyfriend, Jake. He spilled his drink on you," she said with a friendly smile.

"Oh, my gosh, yea. I think that was my fault," I replied, trying to sound casual.

"No, I'm pretty sure it was him, he's a bit clumsy," Jess said, drying her hands with a paper towel. "What was your name?"

I almost said, 'Aiden', but caught myself and said, "I'm Bri."

"Nice meeting you, Bri," she said with a smile as she turned to leave the bathroom.

"You too," I said, feeling a mix of confusion and relief.

As I returned to Lacey, I sat down femininely and crossed my legs before saying, "I just met his girlfriend in the bathroom. She's really nice."

Lacey raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Well, that's weird. Did she follow you in there?"

"I don't think so," I answered.

Lacey then said, "You know, I think she was sizing you up in the bathroom."

I looked at her curiously. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, she was being friendly and all, but I think she was also checking you out. You know, like a jealous girlfriend would," Lacey explained.

"Really? I didn't get that vibe from her at all," I said, surprised.

Lacey nodded, "Trust me, I've seen that before. She was trying to figure out if you were a threat."

"No way, that's insane, really?" I said feeling validated for my looks.

Lacey had a big smirk on her face and said, "I mean, he was touching your arm and stuff. I wouldn't like it if my husband did that to another girl."

I loved that she referred to 'her husband' despite me being right there. And then she referred to me as 'another girl'.

Lacey continued, "You're such a troublemaker, Bri! Look at all the drama you're causing."

I grinned mischievously, feeling the bravery of the alcohol guiding my response, "Oh, come on. It's not like I'm going to steal her boyfriend away or anything!"

/ Lacey's Perspective />

It was so fun watching Bri stumble her way through the night. She was so hesitant at first, and then she got a bit of confidence before bumping into that guy. I was getting pretty tired and ready to suggest we head home when I noticed the group from the booth started walking near us toward the bar.

They situated themselves right behind Bri, where the guy in the black shirt had been earlier.

They were ordering drinks and chatting with the bartender. The girlfriend caught my eye. She smiled at me and I waved back.

Her boyfriend, the guy in black, turned around and noticed us.

He smiled introducing himself, "Hey, I'm Jake."

Bri turned around nervously, shifting in her seat.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Bri, and this is Lacey."

"Hi," I said, smiling and sticking out my hand to shake his.

"This is my girlfriend Jess and this is Tom, my buddy from Denver," Jake said introducing everyone. "Tom's new in town so we're just showing him some of the spots."

"Oh, hi Tom," I responded, taking the lead in the conversation because I knew Bri was too nervous to say anything. "We're also new to Portland."

"Oh really? How long you been here?" Tom asked with curiosity

Tom was sort of the boulder-climbing outdoorsman. He just had this look to him like he enjoyed spending time outside. He was about Jake's height. Good looking, but not as good-looking as Jake in my opinion.

I gently kicked Bri's leg, suggesting she say something.

"Oh, uh, I've been here... I mean, we've been here for like two months," she said awkwardly, but very cute.

Jess chimed in as the bartender delivered their drinks, "We were just getting drinks up here. Do you want to join us?"

I looked at Bri, who turned to me with a look of fear. I could tell she didn't want to say yes, but I liked seeing her this way. It made me feel like she had to rely on me so much more and it gave me a sense of control that I really enjoyed.

"Sure, that sounds like fun!" I answered as I squeezed Bri's elbow playfully.

As they led the way to their booth, Bri turned to me and gave me a strong side-eye, almost as if to say, 'Why would you do that'?!

I walked behind Bri making sure she wouldn't scurry off. As we sat in the booth, I was on the end with Bri to my left next to Tom. Jack and Jess were sort of across from me on the other side of the booth.

"So you're both new in town?" Jess asked as we settled in.

I nudged Bri with my elbow.

"Uh, yea," she said, before shifting the focus on me, "Lacey, she moved here for a new job."

"Oh, nice," Jess replied before asking me, "Did you move out here with a boyfriend?"

It was quite a forward question. I assume she was still a bit jealous by Jake wiping the drink off of Bri's arm earlier.

"Husband, actually," I answered, secretly humored that he was sitting right next to me.

"What about you?" Jess asked, looking at Bri. "You got a boyfriend?"

I could see the look of surprise on Bri's face, as she had never been asked a question like that before. I wondered how she was going to respond.

"Oh! Um, no, I mean no I don't have a boyfriend... or a husband," she answered so awkwardly.

She was acting like a teenage girl. I remember when I was really young talking to guys for the first time, that's probably how I came across.

"But you're new in town too, right?" Jess asked for clarification.

"Yea, two months," Bri answered, trying to remain composed.

"Tom's new in town, did he tell you that already?" Jess said as she set her cocktail glass down on the table.

I got the sense that she was quite tipsy.

It was really funny for her to point out that Tom was new in town, considering he is single. Also funny that she specifically mentioned it after Bri told her that she was also new in town and didn't have a boyfriend or a husband.

I can't imagine how uncomfortable Bri must be feeling. Jess is over here doing her unstealthy matchmaking while Bri is completely on the spot.

Jess asked Bri, "So, how do you like Portland so far?"

Bri smiled and replied, "I love it. There's always something to do, and the people are so friendly."

Jess nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's a great city. Have you been to The Pit?"

"No, what's that?" Bri asked, flawlessly feminine.

"It's a new club that just opened up not too far from here," Jess replied. "We're going to check it out in a few weeks do you want to come?"

Without looking at me for my thoughts or approval, Bri quickly responded, "Yeah, we'd love to."

Jess pulled her phone out of her purse and slid it across the table.

"Here, give me your number. I'll text you when we plan on checking it out."

Without hesitation, Bri picked up the phone with her painted nails and tapped in her number. She had this excited-looking smile on her face as she did it.

I'll admit it made me feel a little jealous seeing how happy it was for her to find that sort of pleasure and validation from a stranger.

After that exchange, Bri grew in confidence. She became much more chatty and relied a lot less on me to carry the conversation. I felt like my sense of control was slowly slipping away.

That's when I began to feel tired and a little bored.

Also, I was ready to go home. It felt like I was just there to watch Bri have fun and remain on standby for support.

I don't know why it bugged me so much to see her previously timid-self transform into her fun and bubbly version. I guess I wrongly assumed that this version of my husband was only for me to see.

It bugged me even more when she directed her attention to Tom. They began to have a one-on-one conversation leaving me to chat with Jess and Jake.

It made me a bit jealous and before I knew it I was paying close attention to them out of the corner of my eye. It was my way of assessing whatever was happening between them.

It was so bizarre. I never imagined I'd be jealous of my husband flirting with another man.

I then noticed Tom lean back on the bench and rest his elbow over the top of the seat. He then straightened his arm to where it was positioned on top of the bench and slightly behind Bri.

It's not like he had his arm around her but he was definitely occupying her personal space in a way that seemed a bit forward and flirtatious. His knee was also very close to hers.

It turned me on a little bit, I'm not going to lie. But I don't know why.

Seeing them get flirtatious didn't arouse me in a way that wanted me to sleep with Aiden tonight. And I wasn't particularly attracted to Tom. I guess there was a bit of a thrill in losing my sense of control over Bri.

But technically I was still in control because I had the key to the chastity in my purse.

Maybe I was just imagining a sexual tension between them that wasn't really there. Yea, that's probably what it was.

But then something happened that made me think there was some sexual tension.

I couldn't hear what they were talking about but I heard Bri laugh and then saw her touch Tom's arm in a teasing sort of way.

That annoyed me more than anything.

Other aspects of her body language annoyed me too. She was leaning and turned in his direction. Her legs were crossed and her dress was slightly hiked up a bit revealing her sheer knee-high socks. While we were sitting at the bar she was very self-conscious about pulling her dress down to cover her bare legs, but she didn't seem to be doing that in front of Tom.

I also noticed Tom's eyes glance down at her legs from time to time. He wasn't doing it discreetly either.

Was Bri intentionally leaving her legs exposed for him? It's something I would do if I was a single girl.

It bugged me enough that I decided to intrude and include myself in their conversation. My plan was to tease them to the point of discomfort.

"So Tom," I started, as I leaned forward on the table and turned my head to face them, "Are you single?"

Tom adjusted himself in the seat and brought his arm back down to his side. I could tell the question made him a tiny bit uncomfortable given how forward it was.

Bri leaned back slightly in her chair and faced me slightly. I didn't look at her directly but I could sense she was a bit taken aback.

"Yea," Tom said before continuing, "For a few months now. I'm just taking it slow right now... not looking for anything serious."

"Oh really?" I asked with curiosity in my tone. "So what's your type? If you have one."

I could see Bri taking deeper breaths as I inquired about Tom's personal life.

Tom laughed at the question and then reached his hand to the back of his head to scratch it casually.

"I mean... I'm not very picky if I'm being honest," he answered with a casual smile before shooting a glance at Bri.

The glance he gave her couldn't have been more obvious. He was full-on flirting with her. I know that look that guys give girls; I used to be on the receiving end.

For the rest of the night, I made sure the conversations were all had as part of a group. I didn't want to keep having to interrupt their one-on-one chats.

When I told Bri I was ready to go she looked at me like she didn't want to leave. That annoyed me even more because it felt like my husband in chastity was being disobedient and questioning me.

It bothered me so much that I had to hide my anger.

After insisting a few more times Bri eventually got the hint and we departed to go find our Uber.

/ Back At The Apartment - Bri's Perspective />

"Oh my god, that was so much fun!" I said with glee I set my keys down on the kitchen counter. "They had no idea I was a guy!

"Yea, that Tom guy really wanted to put it in you," Lacey said as she walked to the bathroom.

"What?!" I said, forcing surprise as I followed her. "No, he didn't!"

"Bri... he was totally into you," she said flatly as she dropped her panties to pee.

I had this slight suspicion that Tom was being a little flirty, but I wasn't super sure.

"No way! He was drinking so maybe he was just being overly friendly," I said, still feeling pretty tipsy and having a lot of fun. "Wait, is that why you if he was single?"

"Yea, maybe," Lacey replied with a teasing smile. "I wanted to see if you two would keep flirting after I brought it up."

"Flirting?!" I said, a little bit ashamed and embarrassed that that's how it came across.

"Bri, I saw you touch his arm, that's like low-key flirting," she explained.

She wasn't wrong. I'm not sure why I did it. I guess I wanted to see if he really was flirting with me.

"Oh, yea I did do that... was that too much?" I asked trying to gauge her response.

"No," she said, reassuring me. "I'm just glad you were having fun."

"It was a lot of fun. I can't believe we actually made friends," I said as I admired myself in the mirror.

"I think Tom wants to be more than friends," Lacey teased. "I saw you two talking."

I could sense Lacey wasn't dropping the whole Tom thing. She had every right to bring it up and talk about it. But I needed a way to talk about it that explained myself. I didn't want her to think that the night had gotten a little bit too out of hand. The last thing I would want would be for her to not trust me going out again as Bri.

"I'm sorry, I've just never been flirted with that way before," I explained. " I honestly didn't even realize it was happening and I guess I touched his arm to see if he would reciprocate. That way I would know for sure if he was flirting."

"Why did you want to know so bad?" Lacey asked.

"I'm not sure," I began explaining, "I guess it would make me feel like I can really pass as a girl."

"I don't know why you're still worried about passing for a girl," Lacey said, sounding tired. "You're so gorgeous."

The way she said it sounded so genuine that I truly believed her.

"Thanks for saying that," I replied with a subtle smile.