THE PROFESSIONAL DETECTIVE - PART 4 (Patreon)

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Note: This story is intended for mature audiences (18+) and all characters depicted are 18 years of age or older.

Part 4: Break In Successfully

Since I only wear one pair of black women's panties before going to bed, I don't need to take off any clothes right now. I took out the matching bra and put it on. This “women's-only” garment took me about ten minutes before I could fasten the hook on the back. It's a tough challenge! The feeling of wearing a bra can not be called comfortable. I always felt a slight pressure in my chest area. It made it a little hard for me to breathe. But for some reason, after a few minutes of acclimatization, I started to like this feeling!

My life is associated with detective stories. My only entertainment so far has been detective stories. I've never dated anyone. I also don't often watch porn. So to be honest, I don't know what kind of body a woman has to call beautiful. But strangely, when I saw my body when I was wearing women's lingerie in the mirror, I suddenly had the word “charming” in my mind. I don't know why I had this strange thought, but at that time, I believed that the body of a sexy woman was only this much!

For the first time in my life, I had doubts about my gender. It's not exactly correct to say that, because up until now, I didn't care about it at all. I just know, I was born as a man. I was raised as an ordinary man. So I assumed I would live the life of a man like that for the rest of my life. But right now, that thought has shifted.

I've never felt so excited when wearing men's clothing. I've always considered clothing a must-have and wearing it is just a sort of habit that we all have. Even when I get to wear the most beautiful and expensive men's clothes, I don't have the slightest interest. However, when I wear women's lingerie, I feel an indescribable love, as if they were born for me. The lingerie I bought was just the simplest black lingerie but it got me this excited! I began to look forward to a future where I could experience more beautiful and sophisticated lingerie.

But that's for the future, and now I have work to do. I wear a white long-sleeve women's shirt and a black skirt over it. Women's shirts have rows of buttons on the opposite side of men's shirts, the rest is not too different. Wearing a skirt for the first time is not a bad experience. This is a comfortable outfit. The skirt helped me completely free my slender legs. It's just that this type of clothing exposes the sensitive parts of my body very easily, so I have to unconsciously adjust my movement posture. This inadvertently helps me a lot in blending into the crowd without being detected.

I was wearing a black tie and earrings. These earrings are a bit large, very easy to attract attention. This is definitely not what I'm aiming for, but unfortunately, these earrings are the only ones that don't need piercings I can find in the store. They have a small magnet attached to the earlobe.

Next, I took out my makeup kit. I'm not a girl, but I believe my makeup kit is no less than ordinary girls. They are important tools for a detective to disguise. In the past, I never wore makeup like a woman. But I did more difficult things than that, like dressing up as an old person, a young student, or even an alien at a Halloween party.

I don't have to watch any video tutorials. I just went on the Internet, selected a portrait of an easy-to-see girl and imitated her makeup. So I had the face of a girl. The only problem now is the hair. In fact, with my current face, I believe no one will recognize me as a man anymore. But with the goal of becoming a professional detective, I will try to make my role perfect. The long black wig I bought yesterday is the most essential piece.

After putting on the wig, I wear my black glasses. I looked at my appearance again in the mirror. Perfect! I began to look forward to the moment when I could blend in among the girls. Of course, I don't have any perverted thoughts about that! I just want to be one of them. This is just a kind of feeling. Since I've been wearing women's clothing, my thoughts are starting to resemble those of a girl. Some people say that clothes have no gender. However, I believe that women's clothing really hides a certain magic power. It attracts the wearer in a confusing way and even has the ability to change their mind step by step.

I took my handbag and walked out of the office. Like yesterday, I also saw the object to be tracked at that intersection. Waiting for him to be about ten feet away from me, I began to follow him. My sudden appearance was not suspicious because just like yesterday, this street was filled with other office workers. The only difference is… I feel like there are more people looking at me today. Most of those eyes came from young men, who yesterday didn't even bother with my appearance.

In the past, when I was disguised to follow an object, I was afraid of attracting attention. It was taboo for a detective who was playing stealth. But now, instead of feeling scared about it, I don't know why, I'm a little interested. I enjoy being noticed by others, especially the guys. It was this lack of vigilance that led me to make a fatal mistake later on.

After a while, I followed the husband into the Cozy Wardrobe headquarters building. Today, I no longer give up, but confidently blend in with other female employees. The number of female employees of Cozy Wardrobe company is so large that they will not pay any attention to a strange “girl” appearing. To avoid suspicion, I even pretended to chat with some girls, as if I was from another department that happened to know them.

Compared to me, that husband really stood out. By the time he walked into Cozy Wardrobe's lobby, he was the only man there. I had a chance to look at his face now. In my first impression, he was quite young and a good-looking, neat and tidy man. He is very popular with female employees in the company. This is also extremely understandable because he is already very good-looking, in a place where there is a lack of male employees like Cozy Wardrobe, his attractiveness increases many times.

Compared to the wife who asked me to perform this task, the husband is much younger. Maybe she knew that her husband was working in a place with so many young girls that she was worried? I wasn't sure, because she said with her own mouth that she didn't know where her husband worked. Moreover, by the intuition of a detective, I noticed that she did not seem to love her husband very much. But anyway, that's not something I should care about. The only thing I need to do now is watch him closely and report his behavior to my client.

I went with him into the elevator. Besides me and him, there were about ten girls inside the elevator right now. As the situation happened in the lobby, the appearance of the husband also made all the girls in the elevator turn their eyes to him, including me. Oh no, don't misunderstand! I watched him for my duty, not the admiring look of the other girls.

The husband becomes the center of attention, and I don't stand out very much among the girls, or… that's what I think! For a moment, the detective's intuition made me realize someone was looking at me. However, I didn't know who it was. Normally, I would think that my movements had been exposed, but it was the lack of vigilance I mentioned earlier that caused my brain to ignore this case!

When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, two more women entered the elevator. The space is now somewhat cramped. I stepped back a little and accidentally, I was standing next to the husband now. My face was even pressed against his toned chest. A sudden rush of hot blood rushed to my face! Am I feeling short of breath from lack of air or…

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