Jackie was a stunning Native American woman with unique physical attributes. She had captivating brown eyes, a slender figure, and an impressive bust size of forty G. Standing at five foot eight inches, she wore a size ten dress and size seven shoes. Her most striking feature was her thick, waist-length black hair that seemed to have a life of its own. Despite being married, Jackie identified as bisexual and had a strong desire for women. She often would tell her husband that she was going to spend the weekend with her friends, without revealing her true intentions.

Her husband was unaware of Jackie's attraction to women, so he had no problem with her having a girls' night out. Jackie took advantage of this and dressed up in her favorite outfit - a bright red, almost shoulderless dress, paired with her beloved black thigh-high stockings and classic three-inch black patent pumps. She called for an Uber, but instead of heading to her friends' house, she went straight to a posh lesbian club. As soon as she arrived, she was surrounded by a sea of beautiful women, all dressed up in dresses and skirts, and high heels. Jackie felt like she was in paradise.

As she was enjoying the attention and exploring new aspects of her sexuality, a woman approached her from behind and lifted her hair, revealing her neck. She then kissed Jackie's neck while pinching her nipples. Jackie turned around and was met with a woman who had blue eyes, long red hair, and was wearing a red cocktail dress, red stockings, and red patent leather high heels. Jackie couldn't resist and returned the kisses while also pinching the other woman's nipples. The woman introduced herself as Denise and then proceeded to buy two glasses of wine for them.

They talked, touched, and shared a few passionate kisses for an hour. Denise then suggested that they go back to her place, so she could see what Jackie's dress was hiding. As they drove to Denise's place, Jackie felt Denise's hand stroking her leg and playing with the tops of her stockings and inner thighs. She was confused when they pulled up to a posh motel instead of Denise's home. But she shrugged it off and went along with it.

She had Jackie walk in first. Jackie placed her purse on the dresser, and Denise noticed her Native American heritage and her beautiful brown eyes, plus those large breasts of hers. Denise arrived at the upscale motel, carrying a large handbag.  Jackie took in the luxurious room - a full-length mirror, an adjoining bathroom with a private shower, and a king-size bed. Denise joined Jackie, wrapping her arms around her as they shared a loving kiss, their tongues dancing in a delicate ballet. She then gently pushed Jackie onto the bed and leaned over her, admiring her beauty and the gorgeous dress she was wearing.

With a soft touch, Denise untied the thin red belt at Jackie's waist, releasing the bow knot. She instructed Jackie to lift her rear, and as she complied, Denise slowly lifted the dress over her breasts, head, and arms. Once off, she re-tied the belt and held it up, appreciating how it looked. With a smile, she told Jackie the dress looked good on her and neatly folded it, placing it on the dresser.

Jackie laughed slightly, not paying much attention, as Denise continued her seduction. She unhooked Jackie's bra and placed it on the nightstand before raising her legs and slowly removing her panties. Denise then looked at Jackie's shoes and stockings, commenting on how hot they made her look. She instructed her to keep them on. She touched them slowly and told Jackie to stand up, which she did. Denise then asked her to unzip her dress, and as Jackie did, she followed the zipper with her warm tongue on Denise's back. Jackie then slipped the dress off her shoulders and down to her red high heels, asking Denise to step out of it. She did, and Jackie picked up the dress, re-zipped it, and folded it with skill before placing it on the dresser next to her own. Denise kept her stockings plus pumps on.

Returning to Denise, Jackie kissed her deeply, unhooking her bra and slipping it off her shoulders. She placed it next to her dress and stepped back, admiring Denise's beauty. The two continued their passionate exchange, lost in each other's embrace. Denise returned to Jackie and kissed her deeply. The two of them were left in only their stockings and high heels, Jackie's black and Denise's red. Denise then made two glasses of bourbon and cola, giving Jackie a little more bourbon than herself. They both finished their drinks and Denise took the glasses from Jackie's hand, putting them on the dresser. She then turned her attention to Jackie's breasts, causing her to moan with pleasure, pinching and kissing plus sucking the nipples. Denise took Jackie's hand and kissed it, before sucking on her fingers. She then led Jackie to bed, gently caressing her legs and causing her to moan even more.

With Jackie lying on the bed, Denise's soft tongue glided over her inner thighs, moving towards her smooth and moist garden. The sensation was delightful for both. Their heels clicked together in unison as Denise used her tongue to play with Jackie's clit and pinch her nipples. Jackie's moans grew louder as Denise continued to pleasure her, using her hand and tongue to explore her dew-moistened walls. As Jackie's pleasure built, she dug her pumps into the mattress and held onto Denise's hair. Denise went deeper, causing Jackie to buck and eventually reach her climax. She cried out in ecstasy and Denise's face was covered in her honey lava. Denise then leaned in to kiss her, and Jackie licked her face, telling her how gorgeous she was.

Feeling the effects of the bourbon and coke, Jackie relaxed and soon passed out. Denise had intentionally given her more bourbon than cola, as Jackie had previously seduced Denise's girlfriend. After waiting for her for a few weeks, Denise finally had Jackie all to herself. She cleaned herself up in the bathroom. Denise discovered her girlfriend's infidelity when she confessed about a night with another woman, commenting on how beautiful and passionate they had been. Filled with anger and betrayal, Denise plotted her revenge. She carefully prepared her plan, bringing a clear trash bag and sandwich bag in her large handbag.

Gently, she lifted Jackie's legs one by one, removing her high heels off the back of Jackie’s feet, and softly escaping her toes, placing them aside for a moment. She then took her index finger and thumb slowly pulling down Jackie's stockings, peeling them off her legs and over her toes, until they were completely removed. She neatly folded the stockings and placed them into each pump. Denise then walked over to the dresser and placed the shoes on top, muttering to Jackie, 'You won't be needing these anymore, darling.'

Next, Denise lifted Jackie's head, propping her up in a sitting position. Jackie still passed out from the night before. Denise lifted her long, gorgeous hair and placed it into the opening of the clear bag. With a pair of barber scissors, she carefully cut Jackie's hair to just above the nape of her neck, letting the locks fall into the bag. The length of the hair was an impressive three feet long. Denise then brushed the front of Jackie's hair and trimmed it just above her eyebrows, letting the trimmed locks fall into the clear bag. She repeated the process on each side of Jackie's head, giving her a 'pixie' haircut.

Satisfied with the haircut, Denise reached into her bag and pulled out a small plastic pump spray bottle. The bottle contained hydrogen peroxide, and Denise sprayed it all over Jackie's hair, rubbing it thoroughly. The peroxide immediately started to work, stripping the black color from Jackie's hair, and turning some of it gray. To add insult to injury, Denise took a lock of Jackie's hair and placed pink bows on each end, securing it in a small sandwich bag.

Denise stood back, admiring her work. Jackie's once long and beautiful hair was now short and gray, a reminder of her betrayal. Denise smiled to herself, satisfied with her well-planned revenge. She knew Jackie would wake up to a shocking surprise, and wished she could see the look on her face. She carefully retrieved a small sandwich bag and delicately placed a lock of hair inside, securing it with pink bows on either end. This special token was meant for Jackie to see on the dresser. She then gathered the remaining hair into a clear bag, intending to show it to her girlfriend before donating it to a wig company. Next, she grabbed a warm, damp washcloth with a mild soap, gently wiping away all of Jackie's makeup while she slept. She placed the used cloth in a small bag for later disposal.

Moving on to Jackie's false eyelashes, she carefully removed them and cut them in half before tossing them into the trash. She then reached for a pair of nail clippers and carefully snipped Jackie's long, manicured nails, leaving them short. As she worked, she mumbled to herself about Jackie not needing these things anymore. She then gingerly removed Jackie's silver hoop earrings and pearl necklace, muttering the same words as she placed them on herself in front of the mirror. She couldn't help but feel they looked stunning on her.

Next, she reached for Jackie's dress and effortlessly slipped it on, tying the belt in place. The dress hugged her body perfectly, making her look amazing. She then reached for Jackie's stockings and sat down, slowly pulling them over her toes and up her legs. She marveled at the smoothness and comfort of the material. As she adjusted the stockings, she noticed a label on the top that read 'silk' instead of the usual nylon. No wonder they felt so luxurious. She couldn't help but revel in the tantalizing sensation.

Finally, she slipped her feet into Jackie's black pumps, savoring the feeling of each shoe sliding onto her foot. She noticed that they were from Fredrick's of Hollywood, a brand that had stopped making heels long ago. Jackie must have taken great care of them because they looked brand new and shone brightly under the light. She couldn't believe how perfectly they fit and how comfortable they were as she walked around, admiring them on her feet. Denise gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror, admiring the outfit she had put together. As she stood there, she couldn't help but think about how Jackie had always attracted women, including Denise's girlfriend.

With a smirk, Denise pulled out an envelope from her purse. It was addressed to Jackie and inside was a pre-typed message. In it, she wrote, 'Good morning Jackie, you may not be beautiful anymore, but this is what you get for sleeping with my girlfriend. She said you were great in bed and even told me which club you loved to frequent. Let's not forget your hot, red dress and sexy black patent leather pumps. I must admit, they do look amazing on me. Thank you for the gift, I promise to take good care of them, plus the stockings. Don't worry They will be in good hands now. Oh, and you'll find a lock of your hair in the small bag. You should probably make sure your future flings are single, it might be a while before anyone wants to be with you again. I've left you some money to get home, along with an old pair of jean shorts, an ugly blouse, and some worn-out sandals. I'm sure my girlfriend will love MY new outfit. Signed, D.'

Denise then placed her heels, dress, and stockings into her large handbag. She also added the plastic bag containing Jackie's hair. She had made sure to leave nothing behind as she closed the door behind her, the sound of her heels echoing down the hallway.

Six hours later, Jackie woke up with a hangover. As she stumbled towards the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. To her horror, her long, beautiful hair was gone! She frantically searched through her purse and found that her wallet, credit cards, and phone were all still there. When she reached for her makeup kit, she realized it was missing. Her dress, shoes, and stockings were gone. Her husband had bought them for her for their anniversary a month ago. How will she explain that, plus what took place? Denise had thought of everything.

As Jackie stood there in shock, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear and anger towards Denise. She never expected such cruelty. She cried over how long it would take for her hair to grow back.

Meanwhile, Denise strutted down into the parking garage, paid her ticket, and tipped the attendant, smiling. She was feeling satisfied with her revenge. She had taken what Jackie had valued most and left her with nothing but a cheap outfit and a reminder to never mess with another woman's girlfriend. Denise had her revenge.