Meredith, as me, phoned the Diner and called in sick for my afternoon shift. Meredith herself was off work until New Year. We each had a day to do whatever we wanted.
First, she helped me put on her clothes. She showed my how to clasp her bra and finally encouraged me to put on her panties. She asked me if there was anything she needed to know about being a guy. I couldn't think of anything. She asked me if there was any way of keeping her balls from sticking to her leg. I said not really.
Then she put on my coat and went for the door.
'Look at me!' she said. 'Leaving the house without a bag. So reckless! Wish me luck!'
'What for?' I asked. 'What are you going to do?'
'No idea,' she shrugged. 'Let's see what happens.'
'Okay, but be careful,' I said. 'Don't make me look stupid. Don't get hurt. And be careful with my cock! Don't go having sex with other people and switching into their bodies. And don't spend all day jerking off.'
She rolled her eyes at me. 'Does anyone ever tell you you worry a lot?'
'Yes,' I admitted.
'Goodbye.' She pecked me on the cheek. I have never expressed a desire to kiss myself, but it made me blush.
For the first twenty minutes after she left, I didn't know what to do with myself. I used the bathroom. It was weird doing it sitting down. I watched some TV. That wasn't really any different. I even took Meredith's advice and tried masturbating. It was... different.
After that, I decided I really wasn't going to enjoy myself unless I got out of the house. But where to go?