My new flat

I had not long turned 18 when i moved into my first council rented flat, before then i had been living at home and dressing up in the confines of my bedroom chatting to guys on web cam , some of them knew i was not a girl, but most of them did not.i am only 5ft 6in tall and weigh just under 10st i guess i have never been what you would call masculine .
i had been looking forward to and planning so much for when i moved in and had been out shopping for so much girly stuff for my new life.
I had not long got out of my Bath , skin was smooth not a trace of hair to be seen, i had spent 20 mins in front of the mirror putting on my make up and brushing out my long dark hair, i slipped on a black lacy thong and then my black b cup wonder bra then slipped in my breast enhancers that gave me a very impressive cleavage. I walked from my bathroom mirror into the kitchen and thats when it happened
The front door opened and in walked a guy in blue overalls and a tool kit, we both stood there in shock looking at each other not saying a word.
after what seemed like an age well a second or 2 i went into the classic cover up pose, he then let out a few swear words mixed in with an apology saying "sorry miss" i was told the flat was ment to be empty until tomorrow and he was here to service the heating system . All i wanted to do was get past him to my bedroom to cover up , as i ran past him all i could think about was "he called me miss he thinks i,m a girl". as the door to my bedroom closed i leaned back against it and waited until my heart had calmed down.
the guy came to the door and call through it telling me how sorry he was and he would call and come back .
i waited a couple of seconds and called back trying to sound as feminine as possible that its ok , he just needed to hand on a second and let me get dressed.

Sitting on the edge on my new bed i wondered if i was going to get away with it, would he really think i was a girl, i decided to find out.