TG story - Elaine and Me

The following story contains details of sexual relations between consenting adults. If you are 16 or under you are asked not to read the following. This story contains no references to any person living or dead. It is essentially a romance with a twist.

This story is the first to be posted on the Nifty Archive, please let me know your thoughts. My E-mail is Elaine.W@mcmail.com. My thanks go to my closest friend Nikkie who made some useful comments to this story.

Elaine and Me

Chapter One - Our First Meeting

I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I was working hard. Perhaps too hard, because I desperately needed a break from the hours and hours of revision. It felt like I just couldn't take in any more detail about Quantum Mechanics or Solid State Theory. My brain had reached saturation point. It got so bad I had even dreamt about strange mathematical symbols and equations that just didn't seem to make any sense.

For the last few weeks, I had been slaving away going over my old lecture notes in a bid to secure that much coveted Honours degree in Physics. That does it I thought, time for a break whether I could afford it or not. It was bad enough dealing with this stuff during my waking hours but to dream about it as well. That was just too much.

My revision had gone quite well but as usual there was always something else to study and right now I just felt tired and desperately in need of a break. It was a Friday evening so I phoned my brother Frank and I suggested a night out on the town together.

He was agreeable and we agreed to meet halfway in the centre of Edinburgh before we went on our usual slow pub-crawl along Rose Street looking at the local talent.

We met up at 6:30pm and started on our first pint of 80/- ale (see Authors notes at the end) and we turned to face the potential prospects in the bar. In the corner there were two women chatting closely. One was dark-haired and pretty while her partner was a stunning blonde and obviously much taller.

The two were huddled together having a deep conversation and had almost finished their drinks when my brother and I approached.

"Can we buy you two ladies a drink?" my brother asked never being one to hold back.

"We were just about to leave," smiled the brunette, "but I suppose another Chardonnay would be nice."

Her partner politely asked me for a gin and tonic and held up her now empty glass with elegant fingers. We returned to the bar and queued to buy the drinks.

"This looks promising," said my brother. "The brunette looks an absolute stunner."

"The blonde doesn't look bad either," I said checking over my shoulder and smiling just to make sure that they weren't running out the door.

We were eventually served and returned with my brother taking the seat nearest the brunette while I sat beside the blonde. At first it looked like my younger brother and the brunette had hit it off, with both chatting away to each other as if they were long lost friends.

Perhaps the long days and nights stuck in front of the books were having an effect on me as I struggled to find the right words to say. I made a general enquiry about her interests and hobbies but she seemed too reserved to let me know what they were.

I decided that tack wasn't working and decided to just talk about myself. I introduced myself as John Smith and mentioned my studies and upcoming exams and my sudden need to relax after weeks and weeks of continuous hard work.

"What do you study?" She eventually asked shyly.

"Physics," I said proudly. "The study of everything in the universe."

"Why Physics?" Was her short reply.

"Because I always been interested in how things work and how they relate to each other. However all this studying has left me a bit weak at relating to other people and I intend to rectify that after my exams," I declared.

"What do you intend to do?" She responded politely with another question.

"Well I also want to see a bit of the world before I settle down. However I need to get some money together for that, because my university education has been really expensive. What do you do?" I asked quickly changing the subject back to my pretty partner. While she thought about her response I quickly absorbed her features.

She had beautiful big blue eyes with long lashes and blonde shoulder length hair with no sign of any dark roots showing through. Her tapered and carefully arched eyebrows were also fair which seemed to indicate that her hair colour was natural. Her voice though soft had a husky low tone.

She had pierced ears with two elegant pearl drop earrings hanging beside two smaller diamond studs in each lobe. She wore a broad gold ring on her third finger of her left hand and her nails were exquisitely long and shaped and painted in a French manicure style with white tips.

She wore a blue business jacket and a matching pleated skirt with a creamy white silk blouse showing underneath, while round her neck was a simple pearl necklace.

She still seemed uptight about something and spoke softly about her job as a tax consultant with a leading firm of solicitors. "I help with inheritance tax planning and wills," she said. "It's not very exciting. Most of my clients tend to be middle aged or old men with far too much money who don't want to leave it to the tax man when they die."

"The office is a bit drab and everyone has to dress conservatively to impress the clients that we are a solid and dependable company," she added.

"So what do you do for excitement if your job doesn't provide it," I quickly asked.

"Not much, my hobbies are all fairly routine apart from horse riding and I am hoping to race a car later this year when I have had a few lessons from a friend of mine," she smiled. "I'm also just back from a week in Holland."

"Apart from that I think I lead a quiet life with reading, buying clothes, music and surfing the Internet are my favourite pastimes. My name is Elaine by the way." She added stretching out her hand. I took her hand and noticed that it was not much smaller than mine was. Her long nails seemed to give the impression that it was.

I bought her another gin and tonic and Elaine was starting to loosen up a little more. I found out that she lived with her sister. Only half a mile from my parent's house in a better-heeled district of the city. Her sister Lorraine just happened to be the brunette who was having a good time with my little brother.

After an hour or so both girls went off to the ladies joking and laughing, the obvious result of our alcohol purchases and our company. While they were away, my brother and I bought another round of drinks and we gave ourselves a well-deserved comfort break.

As we stood facing the urinal, I asked him. "What do you think, are we in luck?"

"I don't know about you but Lorraine is definitely worth the effort," he replied.

"Elaine seems OK to me. Is Lorraine married? I see she wears a ring."

"I don't know yet but what does it matter she seems interested in me. I hope we can spend the rest of the night together." He added shaking the last drops away.

"Me too, I don't think we'll stumble across anything better tonight, lad." I said in reference to his position three years my junior.

When we returned I noticed that they both had freshened up their makeup and Elaine in particular was wearing a much darker red lipstick and her eyes were more distinctive with longer eyelashes and shadow.

I joked as I sat down. "I see you two have your war paint on would you like to go somewhere else. This place is beginning to get a little crowded."

"That would be nice," Lorraine said with a smile of white teeth shining through red lips. "What do you have in mind."

"Would you two girls like something to eat? We would be happy to buy you dinner in exchange for your company tonight," I added.

The two girls talked to each other and then smiled their answer. "Yes, we're famished."

Soon we were handing them menus at the Chinese restaurant up the street, which was what they wanted from the thousands of places in town. We continued to talk and eat for the next two hours and feeling tired both girls were reluctant to go on to a disco or go for another late drink.

So sadly we all headed home by taxi with my carefully planned weekly expenditure budget in tatters but my studies gladly long forgotten with my arm around Elaine's slim waist.

Since we lived close by, we paid off the taxi driver and walked them to their front gate. Their house was in a leafy suburb with its own private grounds that obviously cost a great deal of money to buy unlike our parent's 3 bedroom ex-council house.

Both girls kept saying that they had had a wonderful time and readily agreed to meet us again tomorrow. I could see that my brother was none too pleased because he would not be able to recover his investment in Elaine's sister for another day.

"I'm sorry but we really need to get to bed early," said Lorraine stepping inside the gate. "Elaine has a big day tomorrow morning. Come on Elaine."

Before she responded to her sister's command. I at least was rewarded with a kiss that took my breath away. She parted my lips and inserted her tongue that immediately had my penis erect and wanting more.

"Thanks for a wonderful evening. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon if you come round," she whispered and then she was gone into the gloom of her long driveway.

We shouted "Goodnight" and ran most of the way home in the still late spring night air. Soon I was lying in my own bed happy that I found a girl like Elaine who just seemed to like me.

Chapter Two - An Afternoon Together

The next morning, I got up late relishing the feeling of being at home in my own comfortable bed after the weeks away on the stiff board I used at the campus halls of residence. I lounged around and had quite a large breakfast watching TV as my brother had been called out to repair a broken ventilation system.

So it was nearly 1:00pm when I grabbed my jacket and stepped out the door. I quickly walked back along the road towards Elaine's house. Turning the last bend I noticed a car stopped outside the gates to their house and a woman stepping out to open the gate. It was Elaine and she looked gorgeous.

As I approached I could see that she was wearing a pair of high-heeled boots and a tight white skirt that showed off her shapely rear. The car drove in and Elaine looked up from closing the gate to see me approach and she immediately waved and smiled.

"Hi you timed that well," she beamed. We're just back from a busy morning in town," she had air of inner happiness and radiance that seemed to be missing the night before.

"Can I come in," I said.

"Sure," and she opened the gate for me. As she opened the gate I could see that she had been treating herself to some beauty work because her hands now sported some extra long red nails that extended a centimetre past her fingertips.

Her eyebrows had also been trimmed back to a more shapely arch that tapered to a finer point and her hair was wonderfully styled and curled and just framed her painted face well. Her ears also sported some extra long silver earrings that almost touched her shoulders and dazzled me in the strong sunlight.

I grabbed her hand and we walked together up the drive towards the parked car with Lorraine ahead busy retrieving packages from the car's boot. She walked well in her heels but the restriction in her tight skirt meant that she had to walk quickly to maintain my speed of walking.

"It looks as though you had a busy morning," I said to the both of them as we approached the car. "Here let me help with some of those packages."

All three of us entered the thirties style house weighed down with bags and placed them on the dining room table. "Elaine couldn't resist buying some new clothes to go with her new look," said Lorraine.

"I got some good news yesterday and I just felt like celebrating with a change of look," she countered.

"From what I saw last night there wasn't much wrong with the old look," I said honestly.

Ignoring my comment, Lorraine smiled when she told me to take a seat in the lounge. "Make yourself at home and we'll be back shortly once all these packages are safely upstairs."

I sat down in the lounge and noticed that all the morning mail waiting on the coffee table was addressed to a Mr and Mrs Eric Wilson. Perhaps that was Elaine's parents but there was no evidence of their existence apart from some dated wedding photographs on the bookcase. I shrugged and picked up the Times and started reading.

Soon both were back down but only Elaine was wearing something different. "Do you like my new clothes," she gasped after her rapid flight downstairs. She wore a pair of chunky wooden platform sandals with a half-inch thick sole and 4" heel. Her tight stretch jeans were rolled up to below her knees and she wore a silky blouse with a plunging neckline that revealed what I assumed was a well endowed 34" chest.

"Well you look great," I smiled looking up from the sports page. "What do you feel like doing this afternoon?" I asked hoping that it wouldn't cost too much on my badly stretched finances.

"We intend to give you some lunch to repay you for dinner last night and then we thought we could go out for a movie later," and with that she turned and headed for the kitchen her heels clacking on the kitchen tiles.

Turning to me after placing some flowers in a vase, Lorraine said suddenly, " Elaine really likes you."

"I really like her," I responded. "She is so warm and feminine. I hope that we can become good friends."

"She likes the fact that you didn't want any pay-back last night and that you were a gentleman towards her. I also think that it must run in the family because I think your brother is a nice man too. Where is he?" she asked.

"He had to work this morning to deal with a minor emergency at a hospital but he should be free this afternoon," I said. "He told me that he would like to see you again."

"May be we could all go out together this afternoon," she said as Elaine returned with some hot soup and rolls on a tray.

"That smells nice," I said. "You haven't told me your good news yet."

"Lorraine and I are going to London in a couple of days time for two long weeks."

"Where will you be staying?" I asked surprised that she would be leaving.

"We have a hotel booked," she added. "While we are away it will give you the perfect excuse to get on with your studies and pass those exams. I wouldn't want to distract you," Lorraine replied with a smile.

As she set the tray down, I noticed that she was playing with her long nails and was obviously unaccustomed to the longer length as she grasped her soup spoon.

"Your nails look like they were made for scratching a man's back what possessed you to get them that long." I asked her.

"Oh I wanted to show that I was a lady of leisure while I was away. They do take some getting used to and even some basic functions such as putting on clothes are much harder to achieve. Do you like them?" she asked flashing them in front of my face like a cat with its claws.

"I think they look terrific, if my back needs scratching I'll know who to ask," I laughed. I also noticed that her simple wedding band was missing but that her hand including one thumb was full of rings of all types. She also wore several gold rope bracelets including a gold slave bracelet.

Studying her nails closely, she added. "They are virtually unbreakable and should last the time we are away. I'll have to trim them back before I get back to work, I don't think I could operate a keyboard with these."

We ate the soup and didn't speak much until we finished. Lorraine jumped up and disappeared with the empty plates.

Elaine surprised me by getting up from her chair and sat down beside me on the sofa. "I like you a lot John. Do think that we might see each other again after your exams and our holiday," she said looking demure with her eyes framed in dark eyeliner and long lashes.

"I haven't thought about anything or anybody else since last night. I even dreamt about you last night" I lied.

"I hope that it wasn't a nightmare," she laughed.

"No I have had plenty of those lately but I just dreamt that we were walking through the park holding hands and feeding the ducks," I said quickly inventing the first romantic thing that came into my mind.

"That sounds sweet, maybe we can do that this afternoon," she said and then she leaned over and kissed me tenderly with her creamy red lips. I kept my eyes open and could see the shock on Lorraine's face as she returned from the kitchen to see our embrace and she shook her head slightly.

I winked at her and she started to smile. I could breath in Elaine's sweet perfume and could feel her breasts against my chest. Her long nails scraped against my face as she homed in and then tugged at my ear lobes.

"Your ear lobes look good enough to chew," she said. "Have you ever thought of having one pierced?"

"No," I said, "I'm afraid I'm a bit conservative. I just like to see women wearing jewellery.

"That's a pity you would look good with a small gold loop in your left ear."

"I'll pass just now," I said hoping she would drop the subject.

"It would be easy with a large needle and an ice cube and you could wear one of my old gold sleeper studs until it heals. Go on, it would only take a minute. I would really like it." She kept on rubbing my ear and stopped to wipe the lipstick that was all over my lips.

"What would it involve," I asked lamely.

"Well we take a needle and the sleeper ring and boil them for a few minutes, we take some alcohol and rub both sides of your earlobe and an ice cube."

"An Ice cube?" I queried.

"It helps to make your ear numb so you won't feel the needle piercing the skin," she said. "After that the sleeper goes in and is held in place with a small clip on the back."

"I don't know."

"I promise it won't hurt and I'll give you two kisses if it does and three if it doesn't," she added.

"That might make it worthwhile," not looking forward to this procedure.

Soon I was sporting a smile, Elaine's old earring and more lipstick marks on my cheeks. It didn't hurt but how was I going to explain this to my brother and my parents.

"Now you are wearing my ring so to speak," she giggled.

I blushed and said that it would be an honour to wear it while we were friends. "The next two weeks are going to be difficult for me," I added.

"Why?"

"Because I have two weeks of revision before my finals and you will be on my mind a lot."

"You will just have to be strong and work hard. Even when I get back from our holiday I think that you will have to wait until after your last exam before we see each other again."

Trying to be sensible I replied, "so long as we can pick up where we left off."

"If you get your degree it will be worthwhile," she said as she leaned over to kiss me again.

Just then Lorraine walked back in and asked if my brother would be home yet.

"I don't know but I'll soon find out if I can use your phone."

"OK," she said. "Tell him we'll meet him at the cinema."

As I rang him, I noted Elaine's telephone number into my brain again and again until I couldn't forget it.

Soon we were on our way with Elaine and I in the back and Lorraine driving her white 3 Series BMW.

I don't remember much of the film as I stroked Elaine's soft hair and snuggled into her perfumed neck. She reciprocated opening her mouth and using her tongue and as usual she tasted sweet and fresh.

She used those new long talons to scratch my skin on my back and neck and soon I was putting my hand on her knee and moving up the inside of her jean covered legs towards her crotch.

She clamped her thighs together just as I started to make progress trapping my hand in vice like grip. As she pulled my hand free she said, "Not now, that will be your reward after you pass your exams."

I kissed her again and fondled her breasts, which felt full and ripe. The only mystery was her nipples didn't seem to respond to my massage. They didn't perk up as I expected though Elaine's other responses were as expected.

We kissed and kissed and I gave her a small love bite on her neck and soon it was time to go. My brother gave me a smile and a wink when we walked out, as it seemed that Lorraine minus her lipstick had loosened up too.

Both girls headed for the ladies to freshen up and we split up with Lorraine heading for my brother's van while I went with Elaine to the BMW. On the way back, Elaine stopped the car near to a park entrance and she asked me if I wanted to relive my dream.

"That sounds OK. Do you have any bread?" I asked

"No but we can watch other people feeding them," she said pointing to the gathering near to the duck pond. I got out and went round to open her door and she got out and headed for the park entrance holding on to my hand.

She was still wearing those high-heeled sandals and that made her movements deliberate as she headed down the steps towards the pond. I held her hand tightly in case she slipped on the wet path. She looked so defenceless and so utterly feminine. She teetered the remaining 50 yards towards the pond with me holding on to her to prevent her falling.

"I think wearing these heels was not such a good idea on this ground," she said when we had almost arrived at the pond. "I don't usually wear them this high but I wanted to make an impression on you."

"You certainly did that." I said truthfully. "I know they are not sensible but I kind of like you wearing them. They make your legs longer and your rear wiggles sexily as you walk"

"You do, wait until you see my biggest heels at home. They must be over 5" high and they take some effort to stand in never mind walk," she joked. "These are surprisingly comfortable and they fit me well."

"I believe you," I said, "Though they don't look it."

We stood and watched the ducks being fed with my arm around her waist and her head on my shoulder. I noticed that waist seemed very narrow and was able to get my long arms around it and hug her close to me.

"You have a really narrow waist," I said.

"I'm glad you noticed, I've been on a diet and I started aerobics three times a week because my middle has swollen in the last couple of weeks for some reason," she answered.

Delightful, I thought this girl is turning into my biggest fantasy, long blonde hair, long nails, red juicy lips, slim waist and high heels. It made me wonder what she saw in me with my academic record.

Soon we were back at the car and she massaged her ankles before she prepared to move off still wearing the sandals.

"Don't you find it difficult to drive wearing such high heels," I asked as she started driving.

"I used to but now I don't notice it anymore," she replied

Soon we were parking the 2.5 litre car in the garage and moving indoors. After disabling the house alarm she kicked off her sandals and sat down on the couch overlooking the huge flower garden. She reached up; I took her hand and sat down beside her. We embraced and cuddled and finally we came up for air from the strongest embrace yet.

"Could I get you to massage my feet and ankles for me, I guess my shoes didn't fit me so well after all."

I took her foot and started working my thumbs on her soles near her toes and her arches. I sucked her toes now covered with red paint to match her fingernails.

"That feels so good, my arches are really sore after a week in heels and I guess these sandals will take a little longer to get used to," she added with a demure look at me.

As I massaged her feet with my tongue and fingertips I said, "The next few weeks had better go quickly because I would quite like to see you again."

"They will. Before you know it, we will be back together again."

"I hope so," I replied, "the last 24 hours have been magical. I would really like to get you into bed and make love."

"Lorraine should be home soon so that will not be possible but when I get back we will get together, I promise," she said. "How do you think your exams will go?" she asked rapidly changing the subject.

"I think they should go well but I have a couple of subjects that might cause me problems. I just hope that I can get through the next few weeks."

She reached over and switched on the television and was soon watching the box with her head down on my lap. I stroked her long hair but she didn't seem to notice.

At around 6:30pm her sister walked in and started toward the kitchen. She made us a snack and talked about our day together and would we be seeing each other again.

Soon she was declaring that my brother and her would not be going any further. She liked his looks but sadly his outlook didn't match her expectations.

"His sole interest in life seems to be football and that just doesn't mean all that much to me," she declared. "He's a nice enough guy, probably hard working but he just didn't make enough effort to get to know me."

"That's a pity," I said. "Have you told him you don't want to see him again?" I asked.

"Yes just now," she replied.

"How did he take it?" I asked sitting up now Elaine had lifted her head up of my lap.

"Quite well, he just said that he hoped that you and Elaine would continue to see each other."

I looked at her and she looked at me and I said. "I know that we will be seeing each other again, unless I'm mistaken." She smiled at me with those red lips spreading wider.

Soon it was time to leave and I kissed her at her front door as she stood in her dressing gown and pink mules at the front door.

"Have a good holiday," I shouted as I left.

"Work hard, I'll see you when I get back. Bye."

I turned and ran home as quickly as I could. I had a tepid shower and crashed out in bed beside my now snoring brother. The next day I returned to my books at the campus. I realised that the only way to make the next 2 or 3 weeks go faster was to work hard and concentrate. It was going to be difficult but I had to do it. I had to make Elaine feel really proud of me

Chapter Three - Revelations

It had been tough, working through the night until 2 or 3 in the morning, catching naps, eating quickly, and always carrying a notebook even when visiting the toilet. It had been four weeks of the hardest and most extensive period of study I had ever been through. When the exams were over it felt that there was something missing from my life. I felt as though I should still be working flat-out.

I wouldn't know the results for another week but I felt confident enough that I would at least secure a second class honours degree and right now the only other thing on my mind was Elaine. I couldn't wait to get home and celebrate. I was already packed up and waited patiently for my brother to arrive with his van to pick up my gear.

Soon I was home and dumping my luggage in my crowded bedroom. I dumped all my dirty laundry in the basket and tidied up my books but I just couldn't settle. The pace of the exams and the revision had left me up high and seemingly unable to calm down. It was a Friday afternoon, my brother had gone back to work and Elaine would be at work so I tried to calm down.

I got my mountain bike out of the shed and gave it a thorough overhaul before heading out for a 10-mile ride over the Pentland Hills (see note below). On the way back it started to rain, but I was so happy to be able to get out after so many weeks cooped up that I ignored the mixture of rain and sweat.

At 5pm I stripped and showered, put on my best casual clothes and walked along to Elaine's house. Her white BMW was in the drive so she was home. I felt happy as I opened the gate and headed towards the front door.

I rang the doorbell and Lorraine called out, "Who's there?"

"Hi Lorraine," I shouted back. "It's John, is Elaine home?"

"No she's working late," I could hear muffled voices inside the house.

"Can I come in for a second?" I asked feeling disappointed.

"Just a second while I open the door," she replied.

I smile at the door opening to see Lorraine with her usual tanned skin looking beautiful.

"I would invite you in but I'm getting ready to go out and everything is in such a mess."

"That's OK could you please tell Elaine that I dropped by the first chance I had. Could you also ask her to call me when she gets in and I'll come right back?" I replied.

I started to leave and then Lorraine asked me how my exams went.

"Fine I think, I should find out in a few days whether I've been awarded first or second class honours. I am reasonably happy with they went though."

As I went through the gate and turned to close it behind me, I looked back at the house and I'm sure I saw someone through the net curtains upstairs looking down at me. I pretended not to notice and the figure continued to watch me as I walked with hunched shoulders against the weather home. There didn't seem to be much point hanging around even if Elaine was in the house as I suspected. I could hardly go back and accuse Lorraine of lying if I was to remain good friends.

After two hours watching boring Friday night TV and tidying up my bedroom, the phone went with Lorraine on the other end.

"I'm sorry John, Elaine rang to say that she is tied up with a client and she won't be home until really late. Can you come around tomorrow?" she asked.

"Sure no problem. What time?"

"Make it after 11:00am that should be OK," Lorraine replied.

Next day I was up early, had a haircut to tidy up my scruffy long hair and bought some new shoes and jeans. Finally I bought two expensive bunches of flowers and headed back over to Elaine's house.

She opened the door on my second knock and kissed me straight on the mouth with her arms folded around my head. She was radiant, her skin brown, her make up perfect, her eyes twinkling and her eyelashes full and long and tinted dark blue.

"For me?" she asked as she grabbed the flowers with her hands and she put them to her nose. I noticed that her nails were still long and painted a deep cherry red.

Wiping the layer of lipstick from my lips, I nodded but said, "no actually they are for Lorraine for passing on the message for me yesterday."

She smiled and pretended to hit me with them before clutching them back to her chest, "Oh You."

As she dropped the flowers into her arms, I noticed that she now sported three gold loops of varying diameters in each earlobe and a gold clip near the top of each ear. Her hair was still long and blonde but tied in a ponytail.

She wore a pretty short sleeved floral print dress with flesh-coloured tights and her usual high-heeled sandals. She looked drop dead gorgeous.

I said simply. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

"I can guess," she said and she held up two fingers just an inch apart. "That much."

"I missed you more than that," and reached forward to kiss her again. As I kissed her red lips again she responded by tasting me with her tongue which forced its way past my teeth.

When I came up for air, I said. "I was going to ask if we could pick up where we left off but that kiss tells me I don't need to worry about that. The last four weeks have been the longest of my life"

"Me too, and I've thought about nothing else, " and she pulled me inside.

"Lorraine not around?" I asked.

"Nope," and she continued to pull me over to the large settee in the lounge before settling down in a tight clench. I rubbed her massive breasts and immediately noticed that something was different with nipples clearly reacting to my caresses. Soon she was moaning and kissing me back with a passion that was missing from the first period of our relationship.

Before anything more could happen I could hear Lorraine's heels on the hall floor and the front door closing. Immediately Elaine switched off and quickly came to her senses.

She shouted out. "Hi Lorraine, we are in the living room." As Lorraine entered Elaine asked, "how come you're back so soon?"

"It's just as well I did come because you two look as though you haven't been together for decades never mind just four weeks," she smiled at me as she wiped Elaine's lipstick from my face with a hankie from her bag.

I replied, "Absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder isn't it?"

Elaine concurred, "It's OK sister, we were just making up for lost time."

Lorraine asked Elaine to follow her into the kitchen and I soon heard the two of them in talking but not loud enough so I could understand what it was they were saying. They seemed to be having an argument but I thought sisters are always arguing and I just picked up the paper and read it.

The argument went on for about five minutes and I hoped that I would soon find out what was causing all the heated. I thought that it might be me and that Lorraine didn't approve of me after what Frank had done.

I was soon immersed in the paper wading through the business and travel sections quite quickly while dwelling on the sports pages. I moved slightly and saw that Lorraine had been busy shopping and had bought some new sexy lingerie from Marks and Spencer (see note) with the bags open on the floor.

I picked up the Magazine supplement and I had started reading that when the two girls clicked their heels over the hardwood floor towards me. Elaine I noticed had replaced her lipstick and looked her usual ultra feminine self while Lorraine looked just plain pretty in comparison.

They sat down either side of me and Elaine poured me a cup of coffee and then one for each other. We sat and drank for a moment not saying anything.

I looked at both of them in turn and asked. "Am I getting in the way today?"

"No. Why?" asked Elaine briskly.

"It's just that you two seemed to be having a heated discussion and I thought that I might be the cause," I said looking at Lorraine who sat back relaxed sipping her coffee.

"You are not the cause, John but your presence has focused a problem with Elaine that needs to be resolved now," Lorraine answered in between sips of her obviously hot coffee.

"Oh?" I asked this time turning towards Elaine.

She swallowed some coffee and then some saliva in a bid to make her mouth really dry and then she started what I thought was going to be the big elbow out the door. Oh well it had been good while it lasted. I was mentally getting ready to go home.

"John you know that I really like you and I want to keep seeing you. In the short time I have known you, you have shown all the right qualities I am looking for in a man. You are caring, fun to be with, romantic and a nice guy but you have to know something more about me if our relationship is to continue," said Elaine looking nervously at her sister and not back at me.

"What?" I asked still dreading that I would be shown the red card and not what I was about to hear

"John," she said looking down at her red toenails and again not at my face, "You have to realise that I was not female at birth. I am a transsexual."

I put my cup down with a bang on the table and stood up and moved away towards the window and looked out over the expanse of rain swept lawn.

"What did you just say, you are not a woman?" I said as I turned.

"No John, I was Lorraine's husband Eric up until 18 months ago and with her help I have now changed into Elaine. When I said we were going on holiday to London. It wasn't so much for a holiday, it was more for my final operations to become a fully functioning female."

My jaw dropped in astonishment. My dream girl had been a guy. What in the name of hell to I do now? I loved her body and her mind but a transsexual was not something that I had expected. I should have suspected something, the broad band wedding ring, the large hands, the changes, and the letter on the table. All had been clues but I had been too naïve to notice.

"While I was away, the doctors have given me a new vagina from the remains of my penis. My breasts didn't respond very well to the hormone treatment so I had some breast implants, my Adam's apple was shaved and some fat was removed from my waist and replaced into my hips."

"Why?" I stuttered.

"Because for as long as I can remember I felt that I should have been a girl. Ever since I was four or five I wanted to wear female clothes though the closest I got apart from wearing my sister's clothes was wearing my kilt to Sunday school."

"When I married Lorraine, I tried to put those feelings away at the back of my head but they kept on resurfacing and it was only a matter of time when she noticed that her clothes were being disturbed. Finally she decided to spring a trap and hid a video camera in the bedroom and soon she confronted me with her evidence. I was devastated but instead she rapidly came to terms with it and decided to help me with my ambition to become a real woman."

"So what did you do?" I asked Lorraine.

"I forced her to confront herself. After months of cross-dressing we eventually made an appointment with our GP but he was hopeless, the old fool did the only thing that he could and referred her to a psychiatrist. After a few weeks, Elaine started wearing female clothes full time and I helped her achieve the look you see today."

"Helped her? You mean him don't you?" I asked still unsure of Elaine's true sex.

"Elaine is female and Eric no longer exists," Lorraine explained as Elaine looked on with tears running down her cheeks and taking with it dark smudges of eyeliner.

"What exactly made you decide?" I asked Lorraine still unsure of whether I wanted to stay or go home.

"After I helped Elaine dress up and applied her make-up and wig that first time, I could see that not only would she make an extremely attractive woman but that she began to feel at ease with herself. To become herself. Eric had gone. He had died while Elaine was borne. It was a transformation. I had lost my husband but I had gained a sister. It was obvious to me and to her that Elaine should begin the transition to full womanhood as quickly as possible."

"But transsexuals are not fully biological females they still have the genetic code of a male, don't they? So isn't this a charade trying to be someone you're not?" I asked.

"Yes you are right, I'll always be a biological male but my sexual appearance now matches what my brain has wanted since I was little," said Elaine still mopping up tears with a paper handkerchief.

"Was it painful what you went through?" I asked and added "the surgery I mean."

"Yes it was painful and I'm still suffering. I have to keep my vagina from closing and I had to use dilators and douches several times a day. That part can be quite painful as my new vagina is fashioned from my penis turned inside out. I have a fully functioning clitoris as the nerving endings to the penis head were carefully retained. They didn't just cut off my penis and testicles. They used what was there to create a female sex organ complete with labia. The clitoris they created feels very sensitive but my days of ejaculating are over. With the hormone treatments I had been on that had happened anyway at least now my body is the way I want it now.

"With no testosterone being produced, I have been suffering hot flushes and that was why I wasn't able to see you last night when you came round. My hormone levels have also caused some problems with my breasts and the chest implants are also taking some getting used to.

"My scars elsewhere have healed quite well but I still have some bruising and if you want I will show you my body. I don't want to hide anything from you. I think that when you see me you will see that I can still be the woman in your life."

With that she got up and she started to slowly take her clothes off. She treated me to a striptease without the music and soon she was down to her stockings, suspenders, panties and bra.

Always the gentleman, I said, "I don't think that you have to take any more clothes off. I believe you that you have the gone the full Monty."

She walked over to me and took my hands and put them on her waist and looked into my eyes. "I know that I deceived you but I honestly thought that you wouldn't want to go through with a long term relationship. That was the only reason I didn't tell you sooner. I'll understand it if you want to go home now and never want to see me again. I'll be devastated because I've grown to like you a lot and you seem to have taken this revelation quite well."

I looked into her eyes and drew her close and gave her a cuddle and a kiss on her bare shoulder. "I want you take off your panties and bra now. Let me see what you look like," I whispered in her ear.

"OK," and she stood back sniffing back the tears but still steady in her skyscraper heels.

The bra was quickly detached and she handed it to me and I noted it had a 36C-cup size on the back. It was lacy and had a silky texture and it was warm and smelled of her perfume.

She started tugging at her tight fitting panties that fitted her wide hips so well. Apart from the lack of pubic hair that was still growing back and some bruising, it looked like a female vulva. She spun round and I was sure I was looking a beautiful woman. There was no body hair anywhere apart from that stubble at her crotch while her legs seemed to go on forever.

"I'm still a little tender down there but the doctor has said that very gentle intercourse is possible. Do you want to try?" she asked.

"No not yet, I'm still coming to terms with what you have told me. Obviously the first thing that drew me towards you was your physical appearance. I thought you were gorgeous when I first saw you in that pub. Obviously this revelation changes things slightly. I mean as a former man we can't get married or you can't conceive. I would have liked to marry you and start a family. Now I don't see how we can." I said looking at her she started to put her clothes back on. Finally I added, "You must know that you are the most gorgeous creature that I have ever met."

"There are ways around all of those problems," she declared. "We can get legally married abroad. Several countries allow transsexuals to marry and Lorraine has agreed to help us with the conception and birth of a child. If you do decide to continue, you will in effect be marrying both of us."

"You talk of marriage as though it is still something that is possible. I'm sorry Elaine this has knocked the wind out of sails and it will take time to adjust. I would like to start again and see what develops. We are both young and there is plenty of time."

"Does that mean that you still want to have a relationship with me?" she asked with her usual pouting lips staring at me.

I took my time and paced about the room with two pairs of eyes watching my every move. I walked back to the window and looked out again, my dreams had been shattered but I was still captivated and fascinated by her. Most of all I really loved her. This was going to be difficult then I spoke. "I need time, to think about this, OK. I think I would like to have some time by myself now."

I walked through to the hall and Elaine followed me like a lost little lamb pulling on her top clothes. I got my jacket and put it on and with one last despairing look from her, I said goodbye.

As I went through the door, I put my hands in my pockets and trudged up the drive. About half way up I looked back, half expecting her to be standing in the doorway. However the door was closed and I could just imagine (or I hoped I could imagine) the tears that were being shed inside instead.

Instead of walking home, for some reason I found myself turning right. Perhaps it was because I knew that it would bring me back past the gates to her house again that I went that way.

Anyway I didn't know what to think anymore. I had had my suspicions that something wasn't right but now they had been confirmed. I suspected that Elaine and Lorraine were having a lesbian affair or something and that I was getting in the way. But this was completely unexpected. I was numb and my stomach was churning. I had been dating a guy, kissing a guy and a guy had been kissing me. This was weird, I knew I wasn't a homosexual, that was what attracted me to Elaine in the first place. She wasn't a drag queen or some obvious transvestite; she had the appearance of a woman. A very feminine woman.

I knew I was naïve but this, I hadn't expected this. Who would, it's not every day that you meet a transsexual? I continued to walk despite the slight drizzle that had started. I tossed the questions up in the air and tried to catch the answers but I was having problems because I didn't have enough hands and those I did have weren't budging from my warm pockets.

I thought hard about my future and how it would be with her and without her. She was great fun to be with, she was wealthy, I wasn't, she was beautiful and I loved the way she looked. She was extremely convincing and she definitely liked me. Or at least she did until I left.

Perhaps I could start another relationship in time and forget all about her? Get married to a nice girl, get a mortgage on a 3 bedroom semi detached house, have 3 kids and work from 9 to 5 every day and go home again. Have a fortnight every year in Marbella or Majorca and go round to her mother's for Christmas Dinner.

Is that what I wanted? The alternative would be Elaine, who lived impulsively, who lived in the fast lane, who knew what a man like me loved and what she loved in a man.

Could she really be that bad for me to react the way I did? Did she deserve it? Well she had deceived me but then again she had told me. She hadn't taken the relationship much further than a few days. Her sister had been the reason that happened though. If Lorraine hadn't forced her, we would probably still be together.

OK maybe that meant she was frightened to lose me. Tell me and I go out and walk in the rain for a little bit or not come back. That was not something she wanted. She wanted me, she really did.

The trouble was I knew in my heart I wanted her and I turned and walked back through the now heavy rain back to the gate. I stood at the gate looking at the lights in the house, standing like some frighten rabbit caught in the glare of a car headlamp. The rain was getting heavier and after 10 minutes I was soaked through. I had to make up my mind, I could either walk past or go back in. I know what she and I really wanted but I was still feeling nervous when stood dripping water on the doorstep and rang the doorbell.

Lorraine answered the door; "She is in the living room, just go on through."

"Thanks Lorraine," I said and walked through to the living room where she was perched on the massive settee.

She turned as I entered and smiled. I just stood there dripping water all over the clean carpet and she came running. "You came back, you came back," she said squealing with delight.

"Yes I came back, please give me a little time, but yes I would like to remain your boyfriend, if you will have me."

The kiss told me the answer and I melted, I knew I was hooked. As I held her I looked over at Lorraine and watched her leave the room with tears in her eyes.

Chapter Four - Our Relationship Starts

I telephoned my folks to say that I would be staying at Elaine's house for the rest of the weekend. She put on a flowing kaftan robe and we went back to the settee where we cuddled and kissed

"I feel so happy that you haven't left me to go home," she said in between a heavy bout of kissing. "Where did you go, what did you do?"

"Oh I just wandered about in the rain, thinking things through in my mind. I never imagined this would happen, I thought of the alternatives and what you meant to me," I answered honestly.

"Well what do I mean to you?" she asked.

"This," and I reached forward and gently kissed her on the lips. "Heh, I've just realised that I just kissed a guy and it didn't feel too bad," I joked.

"I'm not a guy anymore," she looked at me with her lip turned down.

"Just kidding, no guy could ever look like you and from what I've seen you are more woman than I could possibly imagine. Since I met you have been in my thoughts constantly and I hope that I can be part of your life for a long time to come."

With that she pulled me down onto her lips again and I parted them with my tongue. She allowed me to enter her mouth and soon she was darting her tongue into my mouth as our saliva mixed together.

When I pulled back I said, "have you done anything to your lips? They seem so much more fuller and kissable."

"It took you a while to notice but yes the doctors gave me collagen injections to make the lips thicker and to have more pout."

"I think they succeeded." I added looking into her doe-like eyes. I think I was falling in love.

"John, I want to show you my commitment for you. I have never done this with a man before but I really want to give you an orgasm in the only way I know how."

"What do you want to do?" I asked.

"Will you go upstairs and take a shower and then go to the middle bedroom and I'll soon show you what I want you to do."

I was soon scrubbed clean and was towelling myself dry, when Lorraine walked in the unlocked bathroom.

"I'm sorry," she said as I quickly pulled the towel across my middle. "I didn't realise you were in here but I really needed to use the toilet."

"I'll get out of the way," and left her while I headed to Elaine's room.

Entering she was in a pretty lace night-dress and I came right over to her and kissed her on the mouth before moving to both breasts.

"Oh John that was so wonderful. Now it is my turn to show affection towards you. I want you to lie down on the bed with your arms outstretched."

"Why?"

"Just do it and shut your eyes."

"OK." And seconds later my wrists were secured to the bedposts by two hidden handcuffs.

"What?"

"I don't want any interruptions," she said, "and the handcuffs ensure that. I hope you don't mind some mild bondage but I want to gag you with this now.

She was holding up something that looked like it came off a pool table with a leather strap and buckles.

"What the hell is that?" I shouted.

"It's called a ball gag and I want you to wear it as you go into orgasm," and with that she inserted it into my mouth stretching my lips uncomfortably. My teeth stopped my tongue pushing it out however as she moved her breasts in front of my face she reached and tightened the buckle of the strap behind my head.

"The last part is this face piece that straps across the front and it gives you a really helpless look. I hope you enjoy this," she said as she buckled the four straps.

I just shook my head but couldn't talk. She treated me to the sight of her gorgeous body. She floated about in a pair of wicked looking black patent 4" stiletto heels.

She put her leg across my body and knelt such that her behind was on my stomach. She bent forward and kissed my forehead, then she said, "relax this is my gift to you for coming back to me. I want to please you now like you have never ever been before."

With my lips covered she smothered the rest of my face with kisses, she nibbled and bit at my ear lobes, I just lay there, my eyes changing from wide open to closed as she touched each new erogenous zone on my body. I could feel her take my earring into her mouth and move it with tongue. She sucked it hard and then stuck her tongue into my ear.

Soon she was licking and teasing my chest and nipples with her tongue. She spent a few minutes on both nipples teasing them and biting them gently. Alternating between them, I looked down and could see her blonde mane moving across. I could feel the roughness of her tongue.

Still she wasn't finished, slowly she licked down my long hairless torso and it seemed obvious where she was headed. She reached my navel and her tongue probed inside it; the feeling was electric as she guided herself down still further.

She licked and kissed the inside of each leg, and cradled my balls with her hand. Her long nails were still squeezing and playing with my nipples. She would pinch them and pull them out gently. Her nails looked like clippers with my soft flesh caught in between. I was so turned by this witch and I couldn't lift a finger to help but then that had been her plan.

My penis was fully erect and she scraped at it with her nails as she finally guided it into her wet mouth. I looked down between my legs and saw her take all 7 inches with great relish into her mouth. She started bobbing up and down and when she could feel that I was coming she would stop and concentrate on my breasts again. This went on several times, each time I was becoming more desperate, I cried through the gag asking for release from both the bonds and my erection.

Finally this six or seventh time, she kept me in her mouth and seconds later I was spent. She swallowed every drop of my sperm production of the last few days and it was without doubt the best orgasm of my entire life.

As my erection subsided, she lay alongside me still tweaking my nipples and I tried to remind her of my still helpless state.

"Oh OK, I'll let you loose now, if that's what you want," she said

She quickly released me and then snuggled her head up into my armpit. I stroked her hair and I finally I got my breath back enough to speak. "That was incredible you know exactly how to please a man."

"May be it's because I was a man in a past life," she smiled. "I just want to make you happy and I hope that our relationship can grow. I have never ever done that before and I just wanted to show how much I cared about you."

"Elaine, I have been thinking that for this relationship to work, no one must realise that you are a transsexual. I'll have to expect you to be as feminine as possible in your mannerisms at all times. You may not like it but that must mean you wearing a dress or skirts only. Please do not cut your hair and despite your work, I like your long nails so please do not shorten them. You walk so well in heels and I want to see you wear them all the time even in the house here."

"If it pleases you master," she interrupted.

"It's not that, you are my icon of femininity and I do not want you to change, so promise you'll do all that for me."

"I promise because it's an easy promise to keep. I like wearing that stuff anyway though it will be interesting so see me riding a horse in a skirt tomorrow," she said.

"What will happen between you and Lorraine now I'm here," I asked ignoring her last comment.

"We should continue to be good friends and act like sisters rather than as husband and wife, our divorce came through two weeks ago, so technically I am a single woman now but my birth certificate cannot be changed."

"I don't even know what age you are. What age are you Elaine?" I asked

"How about 25 days old!" she replied laughing.

"No how old are you really?" I replied.

"I was 19 three months ago why?"

"It is just that you look so much older, so much more mature. You look and act so much like a lady. If you are only 19, when did you and Lorraine get spliced?" I asked finally.

"I had just turned 17 (see note) when we were married and it was good to begin with but then she caught me out and those events have led me to live as a woman for the last 2 years or so."

"You do it so well, like you have been a woman all your life."

"That's thanks to Lorraine who helped me make the transition. She gave me lessons in all manner of things including how to wash dishes correctly and all the other domestic and unglamorous chores a girl must do."

"Like ironing and hoovering," I said smiling.

"Like those, Lorraine was pleased when I took up all the chores that I took for granted as being her responsibility."

I lay on my side with Elaine pushing her buttocks back into my front. She snuggled down under the quilt and fell asleep with her head on my arm. Soon we were both fast asleep.

Chapter Five - Sunday with Elaine

I woke up to find Elaine still asleep and attached to me like a limpet. I looked at her face in close and could see nothing in it to indicate any trace of a male past. Her pierced ears and the three hoops in each side, her eyebrows plucked into a fine arch. Her nose seemed pert with small nostrils through which I could see her quietly breathing. Looking at her luscious lips I leaned over and kissed her.

She woke up and stretched hard. "What time is it?"

"8:30am," I replied briefly

"What! I have to be at the stables at 9:30 to exercise my horse."

"Won't that be painful after your surgery?" I asked after swinging my legs out of bed.

"Yes it will be a little sore, but I'll take some painkillers and I can't wait to get back in the saddle. Race you to the toilet," and with that she was gone to take the first call of nature. I strolled after her to find her rising after urinating. She wiped her front and put the tissue in the bowl.

"I like sitting down now, it means not missing the pan like I used to. I'm still finding out how to control my urination muscles now that I no longer have a penis. It's a weird feeling."

With the bowl free, I urinated into it and flushed our combined waste products into the sewer system. I could see that she must have still been having problems because there were small pieces of dried blood in the bowl. The tissue was also discoloured.

"When do you have your next check-up," I asked concerned at what I had just seen.

"On Wednesday, why?" She replied as she stood in front of me with her hands on hips.

"Oh just after seeing what I've flushed down the toilet that's all."

"The blood clots?" she asked. "That's nothing to what I had just after the operation. I could hardly walk it was so painful. Little by little it's been getting better. Sometimes I think that the pain was too much and that I shouldn't have gone through with it but Lorraine has told me that I have changed quite a lot in the last few weeks. Maybe it's the lack of male hormones or something but I'm more at ease with myself. Like this is the way it should be."

We showered together and paid special attention to her nipples and vulva despite being still off limits but she soaped me up and played with my tool until I was spotlessly clean. Soon we were back in the bedroom and she started putting on her riding clothes. When I asked her to wear feminine clothes I hadn't imagined this.

Soon she was standing before me with a tight pair of riding breeches that showed the lines of her panties underneath, she wore a pair of knee high black riding boots while she wore a blouse and white cravat necktie covered by a black riding jacket. In her hand she had her whip, gloves and a black velvet-riding hat.

"Well do you think this feminine enough?" she asked.

"I think you look tremendous, I'm just jealous of the horse who has to support such a gorgeous rear." As she turned to look as I added. "Your bum looks like it was designed to sit in a saddle, your hips are wide and your crotch looks flat and feminine."

She sat down on the dressing table stool and quickly tied her hair into a ponytail before putting it into a hair net. She added some mascara and some lipstick and I watched as she added some blush to her cheeks. I stood at the door and offered to carry her helmet, gloves and whip downstairs as she went through to say goodbye to Lorraine.

We grabbed a quick coffee and buttered bread roll before driving out to the stables. Her horse was in his own box in a farm devoted to equestrian use. She quickly led him out and tacked him up after giving him a thorough inspection.

"I haven't seen him for nearly a week and he is being well looked after here," she said as I gave her a lift up into the saddle. She settled into the saddle and tossed the car keys to me. "I'll be going quite far so if you would like to make yourself comfortable in the car, I'll be back in about half an hour."

"OK, Enjoy yourself," I said as she gathered up the reins and headed out to the bridal path adjoining the stables.

She waved goodbye as I settled back to wait in the comfortable car to wait for her return. After a while watching the other girls and women tacking up and leaving with their mounts, it struck me that this activity at least in Britain seemed an almost exclusively female pre-occupation and Elaine seemed so perfect in this role.

I switched on the radio but early Sunday morning radio doesn't always have the best rock music and soon I was dozing off as the sun rose and the car temperature started to climb. I awoke with start as Elaine opened the door with her hard hat and gloves still on.

"Come on," she said, "Would you like to ride him."

"I'm not sure, I've never ridden a horse before," I said truthfully.

"You won't be going fast, I'll help you aboard and then we will walk him until he cools down a little."

"I don't know about this," I said concerned.

"Look he is no problem, most of the riders here are women, so a mere male should have no problems," she laughed.

Soon I was aboard and one horse power was turning out to more difficult to control than the 150bhp that was inside my dad's car.

"You are a natural," she said as she walked alongside holding the horse's lead rein. "Just another couple of laps."

Just as well I thought as the saddle started to cut into my thin cheeks.

"Now I know why lady riders have such padded buttocks," I said when I eventually dismounted without falling on my back.

"Why?"

"It's because it's like sitting on a knife edge, there is no padding so it helps to carry your own."

"Very funny," she said, "though I have to admit that my backside is feeling a little tender right now. Maybe you can give it a massage when we get home."

"Next time you go riding I could go with you on my mountain bike, to keep you company," I said. "It was boring here waiting for you even with the views I was getting."

"I would like that," she said.

Soon the 16-hand stallion was back in his box after Elaine gave him a rub down, some carrots and some fresh hay.

"The farmer looks after him the rest of the week but I like to muck out his stall and feed him whenever I'm here," she said as we drove back to town.

On the way we stopped in a small village that had a warm and inviting pub. We had lunch and while I had my usual pint of beer, Elaine stuck to her diet Pepsi.

The lunch was marvellous and I thanked her again for giving me a ride on her horse.

"You'll have to get one of your own," she said.

"I couldn't afford one right now. I don't have much money left after 4 years of study"

"I realise that dummy but after you get on your feet, you could get one?"

"There will be other priorities before that, I'm afraid."

"Have you got a job lined up yet?" she asked.

"I have two job offers, one is local but the pay is crap and the one I was going to take with an electronics firm is in Kent but the salary is much better. Right now the Kent job looks unattractive to me where I'm sitting."

She smiled. "I don't think I would like it too much if you went to work in Kent."

"I've already thought about that," I said. "They have a subsidiary company here in Edinburgh and I was hoping that if I explained that I couldn't leave here because of personal problems that they might find an opening for me up here."

"It doesn't always work out like that." She said.

"The other offer is nearly 3 grand less but it is local and that would mean that I could at least see you regularly."

"I hope that you will see me all the time now," she replied.

"You really mean that don't you?" I asked.

"Yes, I always worried about starting a relationship with a man while I was transitioning. I had Lorraine of course, but I knew that once the operations were over that I would like to find myself a considerate man to take care of me. I didn't expect to meet you when I did. Perhaps you came along too early."

"What was it about me that attracted you," I asked.

"You were just like a school boy; naive and somewhat shy, a bit reserved but gentle and caring. I would say you are also very kind, intelligent and perhaps lacking in experience in dealing with people."

"Anything else?" I asked interested in what she had to say.

"No that about sums you up, perhaps you are also very careful with your money because you are a student, but that is understandable. I like that," she added.

"So what happens now, with us? I asked.

"Whatever you want, when I was in hospital I thought about you constantly wondering how you would react to this news. You have reacted better than Lorraine and I thought you would," she said. "When I came back home, I was tempted to ring you to find out how you were and when you came round that first night, I was desperate to embrace you again."

"It sounds like you love me," I said taking her hand and kissing it.

"You have only realised that now? Of course I love you," she said.

"Really and truthfully?" I asked.

"Didn't last night convince you or will this?" she said reaching forward and kissing me slowly on the mouth and then inserting her tongue between my teeth.

"You convinced me," I said hoping my saliva production wouldn't be affected by that really lovely kiss. "I have to confess that right now I can't imagine spending my life with anybody other than you," I said.

"Does that mean you love me too? " she asked lifting an eyebrow and smiling.

"You could say that," I said.

"Well say it then," she said.

"What?" I asked.

"That you love me," she demanded.

"OK," I replied.

"Oh you," she screamed at me as we drove along.

"I love you Elaine," I said and reached over to take her hands and she intertwined her fingers in mine. I decided to tease her more, "Just like my dog, my brother and my mum and dad."

She looked at me and I creased myself laughing. She pulled over into a bus stop and looked at me. "Just tell me what you think, no more games and innuendo." She looked serious and I realised that I had to be more serious back.

"I am sorry, I do love you. When I was studying, I thought about you constantly. Your little revelation yesterday took the wind out of my sails, but if you can live with it then so can I. I just want to stay with you," I replied. Before she could respond I said, "I am sorry I teased you can we get back now?"

"Not yet," she said and she reached over and kissed me again. I responded as well as I could but it was obvious that Elaine wanted more than I could give just then.

I kissed her back and we went on our way.

Lorraine greeted us at the door and asked our day had been.

"Great," said Elaine, "It seems that we love each other."

"Does this mean wedding bells?" asked Lorraine.

"Give us a chance, we need to take this carefully but right now, I don't think I would say no," I interrupted them both.

Elaine of course was delighted and gave me a hug and another kiss. Laughing she said, "how about in month's time?"

"I would love to but look I am flat broke. I owe my folks a couple of thousand pounds and I don't have a job and you want me to get married. You might have money but I have my pride you know," I said feeling hurt.

"Sorry lets take this steady," Elaine said, "We shouldn't get carried away with this."

"I agree just give me some time to get myself up to speed, OK," I said as I looked into her eyes.

"It's OK, I'll lend you the money," she said back smiling.

"Elaine!" I said back with a strong tone in my voice that meant I was serious.

"Come on you two, no more talk about weddings and come through here and relax," said Lorraine.

"OK," said Elaine, "I'll change later."

We sat down on the huge sofa and collapsed into one another as we watched TV. There was not much discussion as we huddled together my head resting on Elaine's hips while she put her head on my thigh. She smelt of perfume and horses but I put my hand between her legs and she pressed her thighs together to keep it there. We lay and watched a romantic movie until she had to get up.

When she came back, she said, "I know you have no money but would you like to go out tonight to a club or something."

"I would love to, where do you want to go?"

"Lorraine wants to try out a new one on the East Side of town. Would you mind escorting us out?"

"Of course I don't mind but I would need to go home and get changed first," I replied pointing to my less than Sunday best.

"I have thought about that," she said and she curled her finger several times to beckon me to go with her.

She led me down into the basement where she showed me a dozen bags of clothes. "These used to be mine, but obviously they are no use to me now. Maybe you could find something in here that would fit you. I'll leave you while I fix us some food and I'll be right back."

I emptied the first bag on the floor and couldn't believe the clothing that lay in front of me. There were obviously some expensive suits, jackets, trousers, shirts and underwear and they all looked like they would fit.

I weeded out the not so new items or those that were damaged but I was still left with a complete new wardrobe. I thought it ironic that I would be wearing Elaine's old clothes.

If I was going out tonight, I wanted to be smart and found a dark blue double breasted suit with deep lapels and side vents. The trousers were slightly short in the leg but otherwise it was a good fit. I could turn the turn-ups over I thought as Elaine returned.

"Could you take those turn-ups out for me and gave them an iron," I asked.

She agreed to do it and was soon back with them in her hands. "Anything else," she asked.

"Yes this shirt I think and the jacket," I said holding up a creamy white shirt that felt wonderful to touch.

"You have good taste," she said as she headed back to the ironing board.

I found dozens of pairs of cotton and even silk briefs and socks in all shapes sizes and colours.

There were a couple of brand new dress shirts still in their wrappers and I found a tie with a multi-coloured psychedelic style pattern. In another bag I found a whole selection of shoes including several obvious women's styles. I found a pair of black brogues and despite being a little tight they were shoehorned onto my feet.

In another bag I came across more briefs and vests and mixed in among that lot were some noticeably more female garments.

I weeded these out and placed them in the reject pile. "Don't you want to get into my old panties?" she asked holding them up.

"No I would probably like it too much," I replied. "Why are you chucking them out?"

"These are meant for a narrow hip and they are much too tight now" she explained. "They would fit you, do you not want to try them?"

"No thanks," I replied.

"Go on, you will like them, honestly," she said putting a pair up to my waist. "They look as though they will fit OK."

"That's beside the point they are female pants, I cant wear them," I replied.

"Listen why don't we take all this stuff up to my room and try these items out for size," she declared.

"Have we got time, I thought we were going out soon?" I asked.

"Yes you are right, we can have a look through them tomorrow, I am on holiday tomorrow," she replied. "By the way that shirt you picked isn't a shirt it is one of my old silk blouses, I hope you like it," she said laughing.

I decided to stick by my choices and was dressed and ready to go well ahead of Lorraine and Elaine. My clothes were every smart and the silk shirt/blouse fitted me very well. I was sure I could still smell Elaine's perfume on it even after what must have been months in that musty basement.

Lorraine was down first; she had picked an elegant wine coloured velour cocktail dress. It had a flattering scoop neckline that showed off her ample bustline. The hem was just above a pair of delicate brown heels with front cross over straps.

On her shoulder she wore a leopard broach and her hair had been tied up tightly in a bun. As usual her face was immaculate and tastefully made up.

She did a twirl for me and asked how she looked, I said, "Just fantastic my brother doesn't know what he is missing."

She came up and gave me a peck on the cheek just as Elaine came down the stairs.

While Lorraine had taken my breath away, my mouth just dropped when Elaine arrived. She was wearing a semitransparent lace dress of midnight blue with a plunging neckline. Round her neck she wore a gold chain and locket. In her ears she wore beautiful sparkling drop earrings.

In contrast to her sister, her hair was down about her shoulders and her long square edged nails now matched the colour of her dress. Again her dress was long, with the hem just above her ankles. As she twirled I could see that she wore special stockings with a seam and bow just above the ankle strap of a dainty high heel shoe.

I helped her to put on her woollen coat that had a fur lining and then she took her bag, hat and gloves. Lorraine had already put on her Cashmere jacket and was setting the alarm.

We walked out across the gravel drive towards the white BMW and Elaine opened the doors and got into the driver's seat. I sat in the back knowing how difficult it would be for Lorraine to negotiate the back seat in that dress.

When we arrived, I got out smartly and helped both girls out.

"Oh thanks, John," said Elaine as she held tightly onto my hand. I proffered both arms and both slipped their arms in and we walked about a hundred yards along the road to the new nightclub.

It was in a relatively quiet part of Edinburgh and apart from the noise of their heels on the paving slabs there was some shouting at the far end and Elaine whispered into my ear. "I'm glad we have a man with us tonight to protect us."

"Don't worry, I will make sure that no harm comes to you," I said confidently.

We were admitted and checked in the ladies coats into the cloakroom and then descended some stairs into huge cavern like dance floor. It was heaving with bodies, some very glamorous ladies, and some well-dressed gentlemen. There was a disc jockey at one end playing the latest hits complete with flashing and quite hypnotic strobe lights.

I shouted if they wanted to dance above the sound of the music but Lorraine shook her head. Instead they headed down the side of the dance floor and through some fire doors and we found ourselves in a quiet lounge area complete with cocktail bar and velour covered seats.

It smelt a bit smoky but was otherwise OK. I bought both of them a glass of Chardonnay and for myself I decided that my usual pint of beer would seem out of place for the occasion or the location so I ordered a single malt whiskey instead.

Now I am not a great whiskey drinker so I treated this stuff with great respect especially because the round had cost nearly £15.

We found a vacant booth and sat down and then we talked. I couldn't believe it. I was in one of the city's top nightclubs and I was out with two of the most beautiful girls in town.

We chatted about the venue it's attractions and what we had seen. I had frequented such places before but never in such company. I took a sip of my drink and it burned my throat.

Lorraine noticed my gasp and asked, "What are you drinking?"

"A single malt whiskey," I said with my mouth on fire like some dragon.

They both laughed, Elaine still smiling said, "You should have bought what you wanted not something to impress us."

"Listen would either of you or both of you like to dance," I asked.

Lorraine said, "You two go and have fun and I'll keep our seats."

I led Elaine through to the crowded dance floor filled with sweat filled bodies gyrating to the latest Simply Red single.

Soon we were dancing and I shouted in her ear, "You really like this don't you?"

"What?"

"Being a beautiful girl," I shouted back in her ear. "With all this," I added pointing to her beautiful dress.

"You can't believe how much I love it," she shouted back in my ear. Then she added. "Now I have you and I have had the operation, I feel complete, I want us to be together for ever and ever."

"Me too," I shouted back. "I am really glad you want me."

After several hard rocking numbers, the disc jockey slowed the tempo and we slowly came together for a slow number. I put my arms around Elaine's waist and she rested her arms on my shoulders. We danced forehead to forehead for a couple of minutes looking into each other's eyes. Despite her heels she was just level with me and we just floated together smiling at each other until the end of the song.

I did think that we would go back to Lorraine after that song but the next one was another favourite of Elaine's and soon she had her head on my shoulder as we slowly danced around and around. She danced quite gracefully and was able get her mouth against my neck and give me little love bites.

After that dance she kissed me fully on the mouth and almost sucked all the air out of my lungs. I was relieved when it finished because I was able to get some much-needed air back into my body.

We walked hand in hand back to the table and when we got there, Lorraine decided to extricate herself and take with her a new admirer.

"Where have you guys been? I have been desperate to get out and boogie but I didn't want to lose this table. Meet Joe. Joe this Elaine and her boyfriend John."

I shook hands with Joe and watched them walk out towards the dance floor, "To think that that could have been my brother," I said, "what an idiot."

"Sorry," said Elaine who had failed to catch what I had said.

"No matter, they look good together," I said. "Can I get you something fresh to drink?"

"That would be great, a diet Coke please with plenty of ice," she said.

"I think I'll buy myself something wetter this time," I said as I kissed her on the forehead. "Can you manage without me?"

"Of course not, all these guys want to do, is rape me, hurry back," she laughed.

I was quickly served and returned with my beer and her coke but still found two guys sitting at our table. She seemed to be having an animated conversation when I approached. As I stood with the glasses, they suddenly got up looking slightly angry with her and then at me.

"What did they want?" I asked when they had left.

"Oh nothing," she said with tears in her eyes.

"Come on they did want something otherwise you wouldn't be crying," I replied cuddling her close.

"It was nothing I tell you, come on we have to leave," she said starting to get up.

"Elaine, I am not leaving until you tell me what's up," I pulled her back down crossing my arms and my legs in frustration and to show my determination.

"OK, OK. If I tell you, can we go home now?" She said with real tears dripping out her eyes and onto a hankie I quickly gave her.

"They said that one their girlfriends had sussed out that I was a guy when we were dancing. They called me a freak and to get the hell out of here before they called the manager. They said the manager is a personal friend of theirs and I had ten minutes to get out and not come back. I asked them what difference it made to them or to their girlfriend but they just repeated their ultimatum."

"Oh you poor thing," I said as I held her hand. "They must have been watching me go to the bar and when I left, they pounced. What charming people there are in this wonderful country of ours. All full of human kindness and warmth for their fellows."

"Come on drink up, let's get out of here," she said. "I obviously don't pass as well as I thought I did."

"I know what it was, it was when we were shouting on the dance floor, she must have overheard what we said or something," I replied taking a huge gulp out of my pint of beer. "I'm not paying £5 for a drink to just leave it here," I said as I downed the drink in almost one go. I had worked up a thirst dancing and the whiskey needed to be washed down.

She on the other hand was up and pulling up the shoulder strap on her purse and we left to find Lorraine. She found her quickly and we explained that we had to leave. Joe obviously unhappy at his catch disappearing asked to come too but was quickly rebuffed by Lorraine.

We were soon in the BMW heading back home with Lorraine driving, because Elaine was just too upset for words.

We cuddled in the back, "Don't worry," I said, "I still love you."

"I know you do," she put her face into my neck and cried again.

"Oh come on it's not that bad. It was my fault anyway; you look fine it was probably what I shouted that caught her attention. I'll know in future not to do that again. Please cheer up," I said.

"If I was passable as a woman, this would never have happened. I feel so sad because I thought I did."

Lorraine interrupted, "Elaine, John is right, it was just a careless remark or a simple gesture on your part, don't lose any sleep over it. I have schooled you over the last two years in female mannerisms and I think you are just fine. So please stop crucifying yourself."

"OK but I was having so much fun and then this had to happen," Elaine answered.

"I know, I know, but stop it OK, you are with us now and there will be other nights," Lorraine replied.

It was pretty late when we reached the house and the girls watched as I opened the driveway gates. Soon we were in the house and Elaine rushed to the kitchen to make us some coffee.

I emptied my bladder and looked in the mirror to find traces of lipstick and make-up all over my neck and shoulders, there was mascara and eye make-up embedded in the shoulders of my suit. I gave my face a wash and cleaned my suit with a face cloth before emerging again.

After changing, Lorraine descended the stairs in her housecoat though I could see she was wearing her pretty lingerie underneath while Elaine was sitting on the couch with her feet tucked under her buttocks drinking coffee. Her shoes undone and on the floor.

"I know it is a holiday tomorrow, what do you two want to do?" I asked.

"Not much, take it easy," said Lorraine

"We could go to the beach or take a drive up into the hills?" asked Elaine.

"We could take in another movie, how about some pure escapism?" I asked.

"I'll decide, if the weather is hot and sunny then it's the beach, if it is overcast and dry it's the hills and if it is pouring down then we should go to the movies," said Lorraine.

"What do you fancy tonight?" I asked Elaine who was still sipping her hot coffee in cupped hands.

"You to give me a cuddle and a hug," she replied.

"Come on then, let's go," I said.

"Goodnight Lorraine," I said and I kissed her on the hair.

"Goodnight you two, I'll clear up the mess," she smiled as we headed up the stairs.

I had a quick shower, brushed my teeth and hit the sack quickly but for Elaine the process was much slower. She needed help to remove all her clothes including that rear facing zip. "It's not easy to do that with these nails," she said.

Soon she was removing the last traces of her make-up and was soon parading in the raw. I marvelled at the sight of her body. She had a very typical female hour glass figure with her waist tucked under two beautiful orbs.

As she walked out of the door I turned to see her rear and it was just as you would expect with two wide cheeks that wobbled slightly with each step.

She had a quick shower, put on her nightdress and joined me on the bed. I thought that she would put the light out and go to sleep but instead she handed me a bottle of nail polish remover and some cotton balls.

"John do me a big favour and remove all that polish from my toenails, please," she asked.

"Why can't it wait until the morning?" I asked.

"Because I have been wearing it too long and it really needs to come off now."

"Why?"

"Because, if I don't the nails will get discoloured and yellow."

"What does that matter if you have them painted anyway," I asked again.

"They will also get brittle and crack," she said.

"OK, OK, I'll do it." I said

Soon all her nails were naked of polish and she was staring at them happy that the task was finished. "What a horrible smell that remover has." I commented.

"Has it, I never notice it anymore," she replied.

"Come here, lets get to sleep," I ordered patting the sheet beside me.

Soon she snuggled down with her head on my arm and her body against mine. I gave her a long lingering kiss on the mouth.

"I can't wait to take you, now as a woman," I whispered now but either she was pretending or she was fast asleep. I tended to think that she was asleep.

Chapter Six - Monday Holiday /Nurse John

I got up, dressed quickly and breezed into action, Elaine lay asleep on her side of the bed and I could hear Lorraine was busy making breakfast. After a quick wash, I bounded downstairs and entered the kitchen.

"Lorraine can I use your PC please?" I asked.

"Yes why?" she replied.

"I need to do some letter writing, I need to accept the local job and reject the one in England. After last night I have decided that Elaine needs me here and I need her. Does that make sense?"

"It does to me, I don't use the PC all that much so feel free to use it whenever you want. Here I'll show you how to switch it on."

As the PC booted up I noticed that it was well equipped and soon discovered that it came with Internet access and over 10 gigabytes of disk storage space.

"This is a top level machine, what possessed you buy this if you don't use it all that often?" I asked.

"We did use it before Elaine's operation to find the names of surgeons and leading hospitals," she said.

"Use it as much as you need too," she said as she returned to the kitchen.

"Thanks," I said.

I soon had the letters printed and envelopes addressed and was heading out the door to the post box when Elaine emerged at the top of the stairs looking tired and pale.

"What's up," I asked.

"I don't know, I feel like shit," she said

"Do you feel sore or something," I said as I felt her head. She was burning up.

I shouted "Lorraine, do you have a thermometer?"

She came running out of the kitchen to find me helping Elaine to sit on the stairs clutching her abdomen.

"I'll be right back see if you can get her back up to bed," she said.

Elaine was unsteady and I had to haul her up the stairs back to her bed. Soon Lorraine was inserting a digital thermometer in her mouth. It took some time and when it beeped it was just under 40° C.

"I'll call the doctor, she probably has a bacterial infection or something caused by her operation, take her to the shower and get her in it, we need to get her temperature down," said Lorraine. "Make sure the water is cool or even cold."

I got her up the stairs again and reluctantly; very reluctantly she stood with her back against the tiled wall as I directed the spray against her fine beautiful skin. As I continued Lorraine came in and said the Doctor would be here in another half-hour.

"I'll just take her temperature again," she said. "It's 39.1° C now, that's much better."

Elaine was starting to shiver and it was obvious that though the water was working she wanted out.

"OK let's get her into bed," said Lorraine.

We put a warm flannel nightgown on and sat her down on the edge of the bed. "Let me look between your legs," said Lorraine who spread her legs forcibly. "Lie back darling," she said.

"I can't see anything obviously wrong, there is no discharge or anything. Go and get my box of tampons over there, John," said Lorraine.

I quickly retrieved them and handed the box to her and she quickly removed the green paper wrapper and carefully inserted one as Elaine winced against the pressure on her man made vagina. I had never been party to such a feminine action before and watched fascinated as Lorraine removed the applicator tube leaving a cotton string dangling between her legs.

"We can leave that there for a minute or two to see if there is any internal discharge," she said. "I'll be back in a minute."

I was left alone with Elaine who seemed to be dosing. I left her for a minute returning with a clean wet face cloth to wipe the sweat from her pretty face. She didn't look too well and I began to get worried.

Lorraine returned and she pulled out the tampon to reveal that it was a little discoloured but not the bloody mess, she and I had feared. She quickly inserted another and then put on a pair of panties and inserted a sanitary towel in front of her crotch.

"You two didn't indulge in any activities last night?" She asked.

"No, we were both too tired," I replied truthfully.

"Well something's gone badly wrong for her to be the way she is," Lorraine said only to be interrupted by the doctor ringing the front door.

"I get that you stay here," I said and bounded down the stairs past my now discarded letters.

Soon the doctor had finished his examination, "I think you are right she does seem to have some bacterial infection. I will give her an injection now and I will give you a prescription for a course of antibiotics. Give her plenty of fluids and keep monitoring her temperature, say every half an hour. If need be give her more cold showers. She should be back to normal though in a couple of days time."

I asked Lorraine whether she should tell him about her recent operation but she asked me to keep quiet. "He knows all about Elaine."

I let him out, collected my coat and letters and then ran out after him. "Doctor could you give me a lift please?"

"Sure you want to go the chemist right," he replied. "Are you Ms Wilson's boyfriend?"

"Yes, why?"

"Oh nothing, I just wondered about you that's all."

"Do you mean do I know about Elaine being a transsexual, then yes I do. She told me shortly after we first met. Is her condition serious?" I asked.

"No I don't think so, the injection I gave her should help a lot and if you get her to take the anit-b's she should be up and about in a couple of days." He replied.

"Right here we are," he said and I thanked him as I ran into the chemist to get the medication. As I waited for the prescription to be made up I looked around outside and posted my letters. I checked my bank balance and saw that I was definitely overdrawn now. I would need to ask my folks for more money.

I eventually got and paid for the drugs and then ran back up the road towards Elaine's house. It was a good two miles away but as there were no taxies or buses in sight, I just continued running. Soon I was at the house and I let myself in.

"John is that you?" Lorraine shouted as I came up the stairs two at a time.

Breathless, I said "It's only me." as I entered the room.

"Here you go," I said and I handed the small paper bag to her. Soon she had read the instructions and had given a soundly sleeping Elaine her first tablet.

"How is she?" I asked.

"Her temperature is steady at 39.6° C now," she replied. "She has been sleeping all the time. I think that she will be OK."

"I bought some black current juice," I said "For vitamin C and liquid intake."

"Good, I'll take that," said Lorraine.

"I'll sit with her for a while, if you like," I said.

"OK, I'll just make us some soup and rolls for lunch and the juice for Elaine," she said getting up. "Shout on me OK if you need me."

"Sure you will be the first to know," I said as she exited the door.

I held Elaine's slim hand and squeezed it slightly marvelling at the feel of her smooth skin. She looked so peaceful asleep, her usual carefully groomed appearance gone and replaced by a sweaty and greasy complexion from her illness. Despite the lack of make-up she still looked in my eyes to be a convincing woman. No one could see any hint of her male past in her features.

As I watched she opened her eyes briefly and spoke, "who are you looking at?"

"Just you."

"I must be a mess," she said.

"You are but that doesn't matter, the doctor says you will be up in a few days."

I was however talking to myself because she had drifted back asleep again. I wiped her head and face and she moved against the damp cloth. Lorraine came up with the juice and between us we gave her some of the purple coloured liquid. She licked her lips but continued sleeping.

Lorraine relieved me and I went downstairs to get my lunch which was some excellent home made leek and potato soup and a glass of low fat milk. I went back to the computer and looked around on the hard disk. On it I found some photos of Elaine as she made the transition to womanhood.

There were photos of her as a boy at the seaside, dressed up as a girl and a couple of her after her operation in London. I found a separate directory containing photographs of Elaine when she married Lorraine. She looked all male and was dressed in full highland dress of kilt and black dress jacket. Her hair was fair and slicked back and she had thick bushy eyebrows.

Quite a change had occurred and no mistake. I saw that the machine was equipped with a fast modem and powered up the browser. I did a search on everything related to Elaine's condition. That brought up a few X-rated sites but soon I had found some home pages of some pretty post operative transsexuals. I downloaded some biographies and logged out.

I printed them up and saw a common theme just like Elaine, a woman born in a male body.

Lorraine came downstairs and said, "She is awake now, you can go up and keep her company. I just gave her, her next pill but I have her hormone tablets here to give her, you can take them up to her."

"OK," I said shutting down the PC.

"How are you feeling now?" I asked into a pair of very tired looking eyes.

"A little better, sit here beside me," Elaine replied patting the bed.

"I have your hormone tablets," I replied. "Do you have to take them every day?"

"No I'll be cutting back in a week or so," she said tiredly to me. "I don't produce so much male hormones now, so my dosage levels can be reduced."

"OK do you want to watch some TV I can rig up a portable TV for you?"

"May be later," she said. "Just sit beside me."

She put her arm around me and drew me close and I cuddled up against her. She was still hot but not so hot as this morning. I looked at the thermometer and switched it on and popped it in her mouth.

It didn't take so long to beep with the reading this time and sure enough her temperature was down to 39.2 degrees.

"You are getting better," I said "Your temperature is now 39.2"

"I'm just too hot to handle," she said smiling. I knew she was getting better when she cracked that joke.

We dozed on and off most of the afternoon and about 6:00pm I awoke to find the bed empty. Elaine came back just as I was about to go and look for her.

"I just had to go to the toilet," she said. "I am also famished, can I get something to eat."

"How about some hot soup?" I asked. "Do you want me to go down and get some?"

"That would be good," she said with enthusiasm but still looking flushed and unwell.

"I'll be right back," I said and bounded down the stairs.

While the pan containing Lorraine's home made soup was heating up, I phoned home and my brother answered.

"Hi it's me." I said expecting him to immediately answer.

"Oh hi you, how is the boyfriend?" he asked with a touch of sarcasm.

"I'm fine but Elaine is ill that's why I'm still here," I told him. "Can you tell Mum and Dad that I'll be staying here again tonight and probably tomorrow as well?"

"Ok I will, looks like you are well in there brother," he replied.

"It looks that way, she is a very special girl, one in a million," I told him.

"She must be to keep you there," he answered. "Will we ever see you again, I wonder?"

"I'll try and come around tomorrow, but I really want to stay here, just tell them OK, See ya," and I hung up the phone because I could see the soup was starting to simmer on the hob.

I picked up a tray, and poured the soup into a bowl and headed back upstairs. When I arrived, Lorraine was in the room sitting on the bed holding Elaine's hand.

Lorraine looked serious or sad and was quietly talking to Elaine. They stopped talking when I approached the bed.

"Here we go, get some of this down you, Lorraine's soup will be just what you need," I said.

I put the tray down on the bed and Lorraine got up and left without speaking another word.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked somewhat disappointed with her disappearance.

Elaine croaked back, "She thinks that I don't need her anymore now that you are here."

"That's not true, right now we need her more than ever," I said. "She is a very classy lady with a great personality."

"I tried to tell her that I still loved her but she feels left out and lonely at the moment," Elaine whispered.

"Listen can you manage the soup OK?" I asked "I'll go and try to speak with her."

"I don't think it will do any good, we aren't man and wife anymore and she feels that there is nothing to keep her here now. At least now that I have had the surgery. We would still be good friends but she has had enough of my self centred approach and selfishness that eventually cost us our marriage."

"She has been very good with you," I commented, "perhaps we should involve her more in our plans."

"I know I have been selfish but I really thought that now this was over we could still be lovers," she wheezed with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Listen I will go and speak to her, you eat your soup, I'll be right back," I said.

I know I am not the greatest person in the world for social skills but I felt I had to try and keep Lorraine here a little longer to help Elaine. I went through to the spare room and found Lorraine putting clothes into a large suitcase.

"Lorraine, can we talk?" I asked.

"Sure what is on your mind?" she replied.

"I don't want you to leave here, Elaine still needs you and I think you haven't seen how much she really loves you. She knows that she has been selfish and self-centred since you two got married. She knows that but she wants you to remain here and still be friends. I would like that too."

"I still need to start again," she replied as she continued her packing.

I continued, "Now that her change is over, the demands that she placed on you will be over. Your companionship means so much to her that she will be like a lost soul without you. It could destroy her."

"What about me? Her change has been a hell of a strain on me too you know, I thought I was marrying a dashing and virile young man, instead now what do I have?" she asked with a hand gesture through towards Elaine.

"I know, I know, I felt the same way in reverse when she told me that she used to be a man. I agree that you should start living your own life but not right now, not until we have had a chance to get ourselves in gear," I replied.

"What do you say, I will continue to treat you with great respect and do anything I can to keep you here for the next few months until Elaine is fully recovered. She said that you agreed to help her with the birth of child. She said that she wants a child and she sees you as the key to that."

"Yes I know, she wants me to carry her future husband's child for 9 months and then promptly hand it over to her so that she can be the mother instead of me. You see it will be at least another 9 months of my own life possibly longer if I agree to stay," she replied with some feeling

"Ever since I met you, I felt that you were like sisters instead of husband and wife. I can see that I was wrong. I am sorry but I will do whatever it takes to keep you two together. The last thing I want is for you to split. When Elaine gets over her infection, I think you will find her more able to give something back to you instead of taking all the time."

"I'm not sure about this," she said suddenly standing without putting more clothes in the suitcase.

"Lorraine what would it take?" I asked almost crying.

"Elaine will need to start living for me for a change," she said. "That means giving me what I want instead of the other way around. One of the reasons I split with your brother was because of Elaine. I would want the freedom to take any man I wanted OK."

"If Elaine and I keep seeing each other that should not be a problem, would you like my brother to come round?" I said. "He asked about you when I rang home," I continued lying.

"Did he?" She replied.

"Yes, he would like to get you know you better."

"I'll keep that in mind," she replied suddenly happier.

"Come on come through to Elaine and talk this through OK," I said.

"Give me a minute," she said and I left her to go back into the master bedroom. When I walked in, I saw that Elaine had eaten only half her soup and was dozing. She woke up as I took the tray and said, "I couldn't finish it thanks."

I put the tray down on the dressing table and leant over to feel her head and found that she was still burning up. The thermometer reading said 39 degrees so she was still very sick. I poured her some juice and gave her another pill, which she swallowed just as Lorraine came in.

She had changed into a beautiful sheer negligee and wore strapless high-heeled slippers on her feet. She came over to me and asked how Elaine was feeling.

I replied, "She is still quite ill, she took some soup and I have just given her another anti-b, she should be left to sleep."

"Good come with me then," she said.

I followed her carrying the tray to the spare bedroom where Lorraine had spent the last two nights since my arrival.

"A little while ago, you said you would do anything to keep me here, well I have thought about it. I want you to make love to me and I want you do it whenever I want where ever I want, however I want or I leave here tomorrow," she said very seriously. I knew she wasn't bluffing but I had to ask a question.

"You want me to be unfaithful to Elaine?"

"Yes, with me and starting right now," she said patting the bed. "She is too spaced out to notice anything this evening, so you have all night to show me why Elaine likes you."

"I didn't think you would want me to do this," I said sitting down beside her.

She just nodded yes and started tugging at my thick leather belt holding up my blue jeans and pulling at the top waist button. Soon my shirt was off and she was running her long nails down my back. I could feel the skin catch and stretch as she continued this process.

I was getting turned on and no mistake, she was smiling now as she pulled me down on top of her and we kissed passionately. I felt like a heel and if Elaine found out I knew we would be finished. But I was a 21 year old male who could count the number of women he had made love to on one hand. No this was something that was worth the risk I knew I was taking.

She continued with her nails on my arms and back and she was insistent that I kiss her with my tongue deep in her mouth. I probed and was met by her tongue coming back at me. I licked her breasts, her real breasts not like Elaine's man made variety, and they seemed warmer and fuller and much more inviting. They were certainly bigger and the area around the nipple was darker and their response was immediate and more pronounced.

I would have time later to feel like a heel for two timing Elaine right now, Lorraine's body was just too inviting and she was inviting me. She was making me an offer I just couldn't refuse.

She controlled the process of our lovemaking, she controlled what was done and when it was done and for how long. She asked me to lie on my back and then she made love to me. It felt like it must have been 30 minutes later, before I was able to enter her. She slowly positioned herself above my erection and slowly lowered herself onto me. Although I am no superstud, her vagina was very tight and dripping wet. With every entry I could feel her clamping her vaginal muscles and holding me deep inside like she was trying to prise my penis away from my body.

She writhed and wriggled like a snake as she absorbed and fed my thrusts back to me. She was hot stuff and no mistake. Perhaps it was months without sex that had given her this passion now. I was just glad I was on the receiving end.

She brought me to the brink three times and each time let me go back again, she dismounted after the third one and then moved up over my body and thrust her vagina into my face. I had never had oral sex with a woman before but it didn't take me long to give her the stimulation she wanted.

I imagined that I was licking Elaine's man made pussy as I pushed my tongue inside, there was the salty taste and faint smell of urine but I carried on and sucked her clitoris between my lips. I looked up and all I could see were her two breasts sticking out quivering like jelly on her chest.

I pulled my right arm out and then stretched up to hold her left breast in the cup of my hand. I fiddled with her left nipple before moving over to her right. She was squealing with delight and there was no doubt that she was enjoying it.

On the other hand, my ears felt like they would be the size of cauliflowers in the morning with her thighs pummelling my head. She would squeeze my head and make it virtually impossible for me breathe, I felt that if I did die this would be the best place in the whole world to go. However with each squeeze she would relax and I would be able to take in a shallow breath of air in through my nose.

Finally she came, or spasmed and then collapsed on top of me. Her whole body was spent and she was glistening with sweat. She rolled over and lay beside me her whole body tingling and her eyes closed. I hadn't had any release but it was enjoyable to know I had given her one instead.

She fell asleep immediately and I got up and cleaned myself up with a shower. I put on my clothes and went downstairs to get a bite to eat. It had been frustrating but giving pleasure to Lorraine in that way had been worth it.

I sat down at the kitchen table with a plate of cold roast chicken, some bread and some orange juice. I finished up quickly because, I was very hungry and the food was good.

I sat down at the PC and did some more searching and found more scanned photographs of Lorraine and Elaine on holiday together. Elaine was still transitioning and was trying to perfect her new image. In each one she had some element of maleness showing through. That certainly wasn't the case now.

After about an hour of nosing around the PC, I went back upstairs to Elaine's bedroom and was surprised to find her awake.

"Where have you been?" She asked.

"Downstairs playing with your computer," I replied.

"So you know all about me now then," she said.

"Oh you mean the pictures, yes I was nosy and had a good look. You have certainly changed quite a bit," I replied. "How do you feel now?" I asked changing the subject and feeling her brow."

"Much better thanks, can I have something to drink," she said fluttering her long eyelashes at me.

"What would you like, tea, coffee, cold drink or champagne," I asked smiling.

"I would love a cup of tea," she said.

"Do you want anything to eat? I could make you a sandwich or something," I asked.

"Yes that would be good," she replied and she turned towards me and with her left hand pulled my head down towards her waiting lips. "If you hurry there will be plenty more waiting for you," she said.

I didn't need any second bidding and soon was back with the items for her on the tray. It was now nearly 11:00pm and I was feeling tired and I started taking my clothes off.

"Give me another pill darling," she said reaching over to my side.

She swallowed the small antibiotic pill with the aid of her tea and when she finished her sandwich she turned to me and smiled.

"You look so much better now, but lets take that temperature again," I said. A little later I was reading 38.5 degrees and relayed the happier news. "I think you will live now," I said to her.

"Good," she lay on her right side facing me with a big grin on her face.

"Why are you looking like a Cheshire cat," I asked.

"Because you didn't leave me and you looked after me when I was ill," she said.

"All part of the service, of being your boyfriend," I said. She put her arm around my head and pulled me back to her very warm lips and kissed me gently.

"I knew you were the right man for me," she replied and we hugged and cuddled before we both fell fast asleep.

I woke up a couple of times during the night and each time I had to extricate myself from an entwined Elaine. She was still carrying a temperature and I reluctantly had to get her arms and legs away from me.

On the second occasion, I had to visit to the toilet to relieve myself and I stole a look into Lorraine's room and saw that she was still asleep in the same position I left her several hours earlier.

I went back to Elaine's bedroom and got under the warm coverspread and was relieved to find that Elaine had rolled over to her side of the bed and put her back to me.

I put my rear up against hers and fell fast asleep.

Chapter Seven - A Rest Day

We were both woken by the sound of the phone ringing and Elaine grudgingly put a hand up to answer it.

"Hello," she said trying to shake off her sleepy condition. "I'll just get her, hold on please."

"John go and get Lorraine please, it is her mother," She said.

"She is just coming," she said to Lorraine's mother. "I am fine today, but yesterday, I had a nasty infection that kept me in bed all day. Lorraine and my boyfriend John looked after me though and I am feeling much better now."

Lorraine heard my shout and took the phone downstairs at which point Elaine said her goodbyes and hung up. I carried on with my early morning clean up and returned with a towel drying off.

Elaine was still lying in bed but much perkier than the day before.

"How are you today then," I asked.

"Much better Nurse John, but I think I will lie here a little longer," she replied smiling.

I took the thermometer and found that she still had a temperature of 38.1° but it looked likely that it would fall further. I gave her some water and another pill which she swallowed.

"These seem to be doing the trick so you have to keep taking them until they are finished," I said.

"Yes Nurse John," she teased.

"Would like some breakfast in bed or downstairs?"

"In bed, tea, two slices of toast and jam, and a bowl of cereal," she replied.

I quickly dressed and went downstairs to find Lorraine getting ready to go out the door to work.

"Thanks for last night John," she said in a rush. She was wearing her usual blue striped business suit and had her briefcase in her hand as she kissed me on the cheek. She had a radiant glow about her.

"So will you stay now?" I asked.

"Yes if we can do that again whenever I want," she replied picking up her shoulder bag and putting it on her shoulder. "I have to rush now, bye," and she clipped out of the kitchen and strode out in her high heels to her waiting BMW.

I got back to making breakfast for the other love of my life. Soon I had everything made and arrived at the door with my tray load of food. I had picked up the post and the newspaper at the door.

I sat down on the bed and noticed that Elaine had showered and changed out of her old night-dress and now wore a sexy green see through item with long sleeves finished off with ruffled cuffs. She was obviously hungry and ate everything in sight.

"How do you feel now?" I asked

"Much better, thanks."

"Good do you want to get up now, or what?"

"I'll stay here a little longer because I still feel a little weak," she replied.

"Can I get you anything before I go home?" I asked.

"Why do you need to go home?" she asked suddenly unhappy at being left alone.

"My folks haven't seen me since I left university and I need some bits and pieces before I can come back."

"What bits and pieces, there are plenty of clothes to fit you here?" she replied.

"I know that, the little things like my mountain bike, my Walkman and some money would be useful," I replied.

"OK so you want to leave me," she sat back in the bed propped up by three lace covered frilly pillows. Her breasts heaving up and down with each breath.

"You know I'll be back in a couple of hours, can you manage without me, just lie there and we will have the rest of the day together."

"I am just teasing you, give me a kiss before you go," she said. I did and I was rewarded with a deep French kiss that took my breath away. Only one other person could kiss like that and that was Lorraine.

I left her around 10 and was soon at home much to the delight of my mum.

"You have some letters, John including one from the university," she said obviously happy to see her number one son back in the fold.

I opened the university letter first and was delighted that I had been awarded a second class honours degree in Physics.

"Yes that will do me," I shouted. "I passed. I got my degree Mum" I danced around my mother with delight in some dancer in a Highland Fling.

"Calm down and well done," mum said obviously delighted that I had done so well. Our family had never been one to show great affection towards one another but my mum now hugged me obviously delighted at the news.

"I can't believe it, if anyone had said that I would get a degree at university, I would have said forget it but now I have a letter confirming it, look," I said.

"I am really pleased for you dear," she said kissing me on the cheek.

"Thanks mum, It's not bad for someone who couldn't get a job after leaving school. This has got to be the happiest day of my life, a new girlfriend and now this."

"Come on and tell me about her," she said pointing to the lounge chairs in the living room.

"There is not much to tell, she is 19 years old, blonde, blue eyes, beautiful, she works as a legal secretary, she likes horses, fast cars and she loves me now," I said smiling.

"Just like that," she smiling.

"Just like that, not quite, I met her a couple of weeks before my finals and we agreed to meet up again. We seem to get on well together. Yesterday though she was ill and I nursed her back to health. That is why I couldn't come home until today.

"It's because of her, I have decided to accept the local job rather than the better paid one in Kent," I concluded.

"I was hoping that you wouldn't pick that one in Kent either, I am so glad, you'll be working here," she added.

"I know that I owe you and dad a lot of money but could I borrow another couple of hundred pounds until I get my first pay cheque."

"I'll see what I have in my purse," she said rummaging through it. "I have fifty would that be enough?"

"That would be just great, I am going to the unemployment office on the way back to Elaine's house so that should help me a lot until I start work," I replied. "I have to get going, I have a lot to do," and rushed towards the door.

"John," she called.

"Yes Mum," I stopped and looked at the woman who until a few days ago had been the woman I loved most in the world.

"You watch out for yourself," was all she said simply.

"It's OK Mum, I am a big boy now," I replied.

I quickly went upstairs and packed into my holdall some of my casual clothes and personal effects and was quickly back downstairs again.

But my mother was waiting to pounce and coaxed me back into the living room. "Tell me more about Elaine what's her name?"

"Wilson, her name is Elaine Wilson," I replied.

"Where does she live?

"About half a mile from here," I replied. She and her sister Lorraine live in their parent's house just up the hill from here."

"You mean the big beautiful house at the top of the avenue," she asked. I just nodded. "Wow," she nodded back.

"What's that in your ear, John? When did you get that done?" She said talking about the gold stud that Elaine had put there several weeks ago and that I had forgotten all about.

I semi ignored her remark by saying that Elaine had done it to show that I was wearing her ring so to speak as a token of her love. I quickly changed the subject.

"Both her parents died in a car crash a couple of years ago and her sister Lorraine helped turn Elaine into a very mature woman, I like her a lot," I volunteered.

"When can we get to meet this Miss Elaine Wilson, then?" she asked.

"I don't know but I will try and arrange something before the weekend," I replied. "Mum I really have to go because I have a lot to do." I kissed her on the forehead and darted out to the shed where my bike was held.

The Social Security and Unemployment process took longer than I expected with an interview and forms to fill in and so on but eventually they agreed to pay me a weekly subsistence allowance until my first pay cheque came through at work. On my hard-pressed finances, anything was better than nothing, I decided.

So it was nearly 2:30 when I got back to Elaine's house and I was pleased to see that she was dressed and up but not pleased when I saw her demeanour.

"Where have you been, I was beginning to get worried that you wouldn't be coming back?" she asked in quite a cross mood.

"My mother wanted to speak to me about you and other things. Then I had some errands to do and I got back here as fast as I could. Look this isn't rain on my head it's sweat OK," I said.

"I'm sorry, I really am, please forgive me," she asked with a sexy little pout that meant that I would. She wore her stretch jeans and pink sweatshirt and her hair in a ponytail held with a red woollen band. She had a pair of 2" heeled strapless shoes that showed her bare ankles.

"Only if you can give me something to eat first, I am absolutely famished," I replied.

She produced a plate with salad, cold meat and potatoes straight from the fridge and I wolfed it down, I washed it down with glass of milk and finally took a chance to look at her directly.

She was staring at me back and I noticed that she had a healthy glow in her cheeks again courtesy of the make-up she had applied.

"Should you be up?" I asked. "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better thanks, but I don't feel like doing much, I feel so lethargic and tired, I just want to sit in the lounge and crash out," she replied.

"OK lets see what's on the box this afternoon," I said looking for the TV Times. "By the way have a look at this and tell me what you think," I said passing my results letter to her.

She opened the letter carefully still struggling with those long nails but soon she opened it up and squealed with delight. "Oh how wonderful, you got your degree, my congratulations." With that she reached across and kissed me hard.

"Well done," she said staring straight into my eyes, "How do you feel?"

"I feel very happy, I feel like celebrating, I feel like jumping 10 feet high in the air, I feel relieved and pleased with myself. I can call myself Mr John Smith BSc now."

We sat down on the couch in our favourite position with my head resting on her wide hips and my right arm between her legs. She had her head resting on my legs and we dozed and watched television all afternoon.

I was woken by the sound of Lorraine opening and walking in the front door; Elaine was up quickly to see to her former lover. They kissed each other on the lips and embraced.

"I am glad you are going to stay," Elaine said.

"Are you feeling better now? I'll stay a little longer here," Lorraine replied almost ignoring Elaine's comment.

Elaine said, "Yes I am almost back to normal, John has some good news too."

Lorraine clipped over to my position on the settee and asked, "Well?"

"I passed my exams, they are going to give me a second class honours degree in Physics." I said almost not believing the news my self

"Wow congratulations," she said and then she bent over and kissed me gently on the lips in full view of Elaine. "So you do have brains after all," she added. "Not that I doubted you."

I could feel the daggers coming in my direction from Elaine.

"I think this calls for a celebration," Lorraine said and she turned and went into the kitchen. Soon she was back carrying a large bottle of champagne.

"I have been saving this stuff for a celebration and right now, I think we need to celebrate," she said handing me the bottle and placing three champagne flutes on the coffee table.

I quickly managed to get the get the wire off the cork. Soon there was a pleasing pop sound from the cork and we were all enjoying a refreshing glass of bubbly. We finished the bottle and soon both girls were relaxed and very happy.

They both sat down beside me and started to laugh and joke with me both placed their hands on me and continued to cuddle and kiss me.

"Congratulations," they said over and over as both cheeks became covered in their lipstick marks.

I got up and pulled them both up onto their feet and we did a slow dance around the living room with me taking one in each arm. I kissed them both and was kissed back. This was delightful. I just hoped it would stay that way. Lorraine slipped on a love song compilation CD and we danced together to the music.

During the long slow dance I said, "I hope you two realise that you have made me the happiest man in the world at the moment. I can't thank you enough."

We hugged and cuddled some more before we broke it up with me offering to help cook dinner.

I helped Lorraine with making dinner and we soon had pans with potatoes, vegetables and minced beef simmering happily away on the hob. After dinner, we went back into the living room and sat down on the settee with Lorraine and Elaine together. However I asked if they would like coffee and both agreed.

I heard them talking loudly but I couldn't distinguish what was being said for the dishwasher that was efficiently cleaning the dinner plates in the corner. I walked into the room and put the coffee cups down on the table and then poured out some of the hot black liquid into each cup.

Soon we were relaxing and talking about my forthcoming graduation ceremony. They also wanted to know more about my parents and other members of my family.

Slowly the conversation turned towards the pair of them and what the future would bring. It was Lorraine who helped me feel at ease.

"John we want you to stay here with us all the time, we have both grown to like you a lot and if you are willing we would like you here with us," said Lorraine.

"Do you really mean that?" I asked. "What about the old adage two's company and three's a crowd."

"We realise that it will be difficult for you but we both love you. In the short time you have been with us, you have shown qualities rarely found in men, namely consideration and kindness. You are also quite handsome, intelligent and thoughtful," she replied smiling.

"I can also see why Elaine is so taken with you," she said carefully not making any reference to our caper the previous night.

"What can I say, I must confess I feel privileged to be here, this place just oozes with femininity and I feel really comfortable here with you too. Now that we have come to know each other a little better, I would like to help as much as I can." I said.

"I am very fond of you both, you know that don't you?" I asked.

"Yes we know that," said Elaine.

"So what happens now?" I asked somewhat pleased.

"Right now, we want you to move in with us, love us and care for us," Elaine replied.

"What about financially, how much should I contribute to the living costs?" I asked again.

"Let's say a third of all the bills including food that should come to no more than £250 a month."

"I couldn't afford that until I start work," I replied suddenly disappointed.

"That's OK we wouldn't want you too, just love me and the rent is free until then," said Elaine.

"Bribery will get you everywhere," I replied and I saw Lorraine mouthing at me "love me too" behind Elaine's back. "If you are happy with that, then at least let me make myself useful by doing the garden."

"We have a gardener," said Lorraine.

"Yes," I said "But I could still do little odd jobs like cutting the grass and trimming hedges. As you can see, I can also cook and I could clean up the house"

Elaine suddenly declared that she wanted to go back to bed and reached out to grab my hand but I started clearing up the coffee cups careful of maintaining my new reputation with these ladies.

"I will be up when I have washed this stuff," I said.

"Here I will help," Elaine said and soon we were putting the coffee things away.

"How do you feel now?" I asked.

"Just tired," she said, "and I want to cuddle into you again like I did last night. I also want to feel you inside me down here."

"You mean you want to make love like a lady now?" I asked. "Are you ready and won't it hurt you?"

"It has been a long time since the operation and I think that provided we use plenty of lubrication it should be OK now," she said. "I am keen to try and see what it is really like."

"OK," I said trying to mask a massive erection, "let's get these dishes put away and get upstairs, shower and head for that big bed of yours."

"Goodnight Lorraine," we both said as we left in her in the lounge watching the late night BBC news.

Soon we were lathering each other and soaping up each other's sexual organs. She sprayed me with this special foam shower gel and took great delight in cleaning my body with a sponge.

We dried off and fell into bed laughing and giggling. In comparison to Lorraine the night before, Elaine's body felt less soft and much more bony in places. I hadn't noticed it before but there was more muscle definition in Elaine's arms and legs and she didn't have the same amount of body fat on her hips and chest area.

We started slowly, very slowly with little pecks on the cheek, she would work her way onto my mouth and I would follow her lead. She would kiss my neck and ear lobes while I would take lick her nipples. She took my earring into her mouth and chewed on my lobe.

Slowly we worked up and down each other's bodies, we caressed and played with each other, stimulating all the erogenous zones we both knew existed. However we both knew that this was just a prelude to what we both wanted or desired. When it came to that stage, I was fully erect and Elaine was ready to have her virginity taken. She applied some jelly to the tip of my shaft and then asked me to be very very gentle and not to force the issue.

"Should we doing this, so soon after your illness and your operation?" I asked.

"I don't care, I just want it, please be gentle," she replied with passion and breathlessness.

I felt for and found the tip of my penis with my right hand guided it into her man made slit and gently, ever so gently pushed. Surprisingly I met with little resistance and I continued. I pushed some more and then came back slightly.

I asked, "How was that?"

"Good like you could never believe how good. Keep going don't stop, go all the way into me. Please fill me up," she cried digging her nails into my shoulders and pulling me down on her. "I want to be filled by you completely."

I kept my hand on my penis and pushed down again slowly. I slowly descended into her hole. She was tight but the lubricant she had used meant no tearing or stretching.

I continued my descent and soon reached the bottom of what seemed a bottomless mine shaft. I had gone all the way in and my pelvic bone was touching her new clitoris

"I am all the way in, your doctor did a good job you must be seven inches deep at least," I said.

"Stop talking just do it," she replied but then she continued. "It feels so wonderful to be taken by you. I can't believe this is finally happening."

I started working in and out and she gripped my legs with her bent legs. I continued to pump in and out as gently as I could, I could feel her tighten inside me with each thrust and as I withdrew.

"Go faster, it's OK, go faster," she whispered. She was like a bitch in heat, she wanted this and how. Her whole being had waited for this moment of passion. She was being what she wanted to be. She had wanted to be on the receiving end rather than as a giver.

I rammed in harder and harder and on each thrust I could feel her hold onto me in a manner not unlike Lorraine, but somehow much harder. The lubricant we had used initially was also being used up and the increased friction and speed was now paying dividends for both of us.

I could feel my peak rising and said so to her.

"Elaine, I am coming," I said

"Then just let it happen darling, " and she pulled me down again onto her waiting mouth and as I did so, her tongue entered my mouth fully and began exploring inside my head.

That was all it took and I exploded inside her before coming to rest like a steam engine smoking and sweating and parked inside the station.

"How was it?" I asked still concerned.

"Tremendous, just tremendous, I never ever thought it could be like that to be penetrated by someone you love," she replied breathless with that sexy husky voice of hers. "I want to do that again," she added.

"Again? Give me a rest first and we'll do it again." I bleated in reply.

"Would you lick me between the legs then?" She asked with a gentle voice and I started down over her body.

"Wait before you go here is a present from Elaine," she said and she kissed me hard before I started my descent down towards her legs.

As I approached her vulva she surprised me by suddenly grabbing both sides of my head with her hands. She pushed my face to exactly where she wanted it. She held my head in her arms and placed my lips above her newly formed clitoris.

I could smell the scent of our previous passion. I could smell what seemed like gallons of come that filled her earlier. There was also the smell of stale urine. I didn't have time to take in the view scenery, I just closed my eyes and licked and was rewarded with a cry.

"Oh yes, there that's it! Oh yes," she continued.

Like Lorraine the previous night, Elaine squeezed her thighs together to keep my head pinned and soon she was moving rapidly with me trying to hold onto to her private parts with my mouth.

She erupted with a scream, "Yes, Yes, Yes." She then collapsed and slumped back with her first orgasm as a woman.

I took the opportunity to get cleaned up and headed for the bathroom.

After washing my face and my penis I was back beside her but she was lying back with her hair lying across her face, looking like someone who had just survived making passionate love. Her lips looked luscious and I resumed kissing her.

"How was it then?" I asked in between kisses to her neck, lips and nipples

"You can't believe how good it was," she replied.

"How good?"

"Like my whole body came instead of just one part of me, It was much better than anything I had ever experienced as a man."

"How?"

"It just felt so wonderful like I was taking you in and trapping you inside me, like we were one being. It felt so right to have you all the way inside me. Like that was the way I should have been all along"

"That's weird that you should think of us as one being," I said.

"I know but that's how it felt, it was like a spiritual experience."

"I know I am good but not that good, surely," I laughed.

"Oh you, stop taking the Mickey," she said as she pulled me up to her face again.

"What else did you feel?" I asked my curiosity still strong.

"When you first entered, I could believe how big it felt, then when you were in all the way. I just felt complete and finished. This is the most feminine thing I have ever done. Sure I have worn make-up and pretty clothes, had my hair permed and more but nothing comes to close to having your penis inside me.

We kissed and cuddled and talked and talked until the small hours of the morning. I was ready to fall asleep but Elaine had other ideas. She reached down and grabbed my penis, which immediately became erect again.

"Look what I found," she said after squeezing my sex organ hard back to erection. She was insatiable and I loved it.

Soon she applied a little lubricant to my shaft again and I was able to enter without the caution of a few hours earlier. I was tired but I found the energy to ram piston into that man made cylinder for over 15 minutes with Elaine moving to get better positions as we went.

At last I was allowed to come gain and I was amazed to learn that she had an orgasm over ten minutes earlier and was happy for me to continue until I collapse on top of her. She pushed me to one side and that is how I slept lying on top of her, I didn't have the energy to move and she didn't have the energy to move me.

Chapter Eight - Shopping.

When I awoke I was still on top of her, she was warm and comfortable. I looked up and found that it was 9:30am and Lorraine would have gone to work a couple of hours earlier. I got up and Elaine was able to take a deep breath without my 12 stones of maleness bearing down on top of her.

I got up and showered and returned to see her fast asleep. She had a contented look on her face. I bent over and kissed her on the forehead.

"Good morning lover," she said surprising me and then pulling me down for another kiss on her wet lips.

"I think you are insatiable," I said. "This change hasn't changed your need for sex much."

"Thank you, I don't see you complaining too much and anyway you are not so bad yourself," she smiled as she got up and padded on tiptoes to the bathroom. Her rear wiggling provocatively as she went.

She returned all freshly cleaned, with wet hair and a clean canvas with which to apply her make-up. She sat down at the dressing table and brushed out her growing blonde hair.

Next she took out her curling tongs and set them to turn her normally straight hair into a mass of curls. I lay on the bed fascinated with that done, as she then turned her attention to her face.

She first pulled out some hairs on her eyebrows with tweezers and then applied some foundation to her neck and forehead. She then applied a dark brown eyeshadow before applying her mascara and a small amount of eyeliner. Finally she pulled the top off her lipstick and taking a brush carefully applied a plum coloured shade to her lips.

She took out her plain earrings and inserted a long hoop in one hole and a short gold leaf ornate ring in the other. The third stud remained. Round her neck she put on her gold necklace with a locket and as she did, she opened it and then pointed to it.

I nodded that I knew what she wanted was a small photo of me and I would have to get one for her soon. A small ladies gold wristwatch followed some bracelets on each wrist while she went overboard with rings with one on each finger except one.

"If I ever buy you a ring would you take all those others off?" I asked.

"You will just have to do it to find out," she replied smiling.

She pulled out a white bra fitted with lacy cups and clipped it in front before sliding it round and then putting her arms in the straps. She carefully inserted her breasts into the C size cups and jiggled them slightly to make sure they were seated correctly.

Next out of lingerie drawer was a pair of fashionable high cut panties that fitted her slender 26" waist and her 34" hips.

A pair of dark, almost black Lycra tights were drawn up each leg and over her crotch. Next a full slip went over her head and was smoothed down towards her legs. I continued to watch fascinated as she dressed.

She stepped on tip toes over to the cupboard and looked inside and pulled out a dark blue below knee skirt that had a rear facing slit.

She took it off the hanger and stepped into it, slowly pulling it up over her slip. It fitted well and was soon up around her waist. Next a silk blouse was buttoned up with Elaine still struggling to come to terms with her long nails.

"Come over here, your buttons are not lined up properly," I said and I quickly removed her earlier efforts and replaced them all again.

"Thanks," she said, "You can do these buttons for me anytime, these nails can be a real pain when they are this long. I like them long and painted but they are just not practicable."

"Well you have the rest of your life to get used to them now," I replied philosophically. "I like you like that, if gives such an impression of helplessness when you can't even button up your own blouse properly."

"God knows how I will manage at work, tomorrow," she said. "How will I cope with a keyboard with nails this length?" They must have extended fully half an inch past her fingertips.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that you will though, wont you?" I countered. "Because you wont get them cut, will you?"

"No I don't suppose so," she replied. "I know what they do for you and how they turn you on."

She tucked in her blouse and did up the top rear facing button and belt on the skirt. She padded again on tip toes over to her shoe rack and pulled out a black suede leather pair of heels. I was disappointed that they were not pointed stilettos but they were still very elegant shoes with at least a 3" high heel but tapering to a 1" square sole. They were fitted with a bow across the toes that covered her painted toenails.

Next she came back to her stool beside the bed and crossed her legs and applied a little more makeup to her eyes and lips.

"Well how do I look?"

"Excellent. Good enough to eat."

"Thanks," she said smiling. "You really know how to flatter a girl."

"I never knew women had to do so much to get dressed and go in the world." I replied.

"Talking of which, we are leaving in ten minutes to go shopping and you are still naked," she replied.

"It wont take me long to slip on something casual," I replied.

"Well if you think you are going out with me dressed only in blue jeans, you can stay right there," she said and she padded over to the basement clothing that was still piled up in the corner.

She worked her through her old stuff and picked out a pair of cotton support briefs. I worked them up my legs and found that they were designed to support and cradle my privates unlike the uncomfortable boxer shorts I usually wore.

Then found another silk shirt and this was patterned and well tailored, fitting me like a glove. Next she found a pair of cotton Dockers in a stone colour complete with matching belt. They were a little short in the leg compared to what I was used to but they fitted everywhere else so I kept them on. I slipped on my own cotton socks but she had other ideas with a pair of woollen boot socks that were comfortable and warm.

The final touches were a pair of brown brogue shoes with three eyelets for laces and a tweed jacket complete with elbow atches. She then handed me a new digital watch to replace my ageing Timex.

We were soon downstairs and making a quick cup of coffee before leaving. Elaine read out a note from Lorraine that reminded her to take her pills and that she wouldn't be back until late.

After a slice of toast and coffee we charged out the door and headed for the car. She asked me to drive and I was happy to oblige. Soon I had the thoroughbred car warmed up and we headed out towards the biggest shopping mall in the area.

I enjoyed driving the BMW and occasionally I would put my foot down.

Elaine knew what she wanted, she was looking for a new tailored outfit for work and was soon looking down rows and rows of clothes. After a couple of tours she tracked down her desire and tried on a cream coloured jacket with a dark red skirt.

The skirt was quite tight and was fitted with a row of 3 buttons at the rear that could be undone to allow more freedom of movement. With the buttons done up her thighs were held tightly together and the result was a sexy wiggle I hadn't seen since Marilyn Monroe in Some Like it Hot.

Jack Lemmon's comment, that she was a whole different sex came instantly to mind.

A pale lime green suit came under scrutiny followed by a purple outfit, she finally decided that what she had was good enough.

In the next store she made a bee-line for the make-up counters and the Clinique sales girl. The two were soon discussing make-up that would suit her type and colour of skin. The salesgirl giving her a range of colours that should suit her skin type and hair colour.

I watched with some amusement as Elaine decided there and then to have a complete makeover. She sat down in front of a mirror as the make-up girl got to work. All her existing carefully applied make-up was removed. I tried to look disinterested and eventually looked at my watch and then said that I would be at the magazine rack when she was through.

I was flicking through a computer magazine when she approached and I was breathless, the Clinique make-up and their make-up artist had transformed her look. It was softer and more alluring if that was possible. Her lips were bright red and lined with lip pencil and were oh so kissable. Her long eyelashes looked fuller and fluttered beautifully.

Her cheeks looked rosier and healthier and she carried a bag that indicated that Clinique had made a big sale.

"I got some free items and few on discount to try," she said through those ruby red lips.

"How much did you spend?" I asked.

"Just over 100 including the makeover," she replied and then asked, "don't you think it is worth it?"

"Yes, it is, that is probably the most striking make-up I have ever seen on you. Will you wear it like that again?" I replied

"Perhaps not so deeply as this for work or everyday use but yes I would wear it like this again, especially for parties," she replied.

I couldn't help notice that several women and men were taking a good look at her as they passed but it didn't seem to phase her one bit.

Next stop was shoes and I could tell that this was something she liked doing. I went off to look at a pair of sports shoes that might be useful when I was out cycling or running, while she made a path straight to the ladies court shoe section.

When I returned clutching an ordinary black pair that were reduced from £39 to £14, I noticed that she was still busy and had three pairs piled up on the chair next to her.

She was trying on a pair of lace-up ankle boots that looked like the type of footwear my grandmother would have worn, except that a slender 3" heel graced the boot.

"They are a little tight but what do you think, John?" She asked me as I approached.

"If they are tight, you should think about getting the next size up," I suggested.

"No women need to suffer a little to be fashionable, I'll take these," she said starting to undo the laces.

"Wait a moment," I asked. "Give me your foot."

"Elaine you normally take a size 8 and a half these are seven and half, get the next size. Look your toe is right here at the front. You will damage your feet if you don't."

"I realise that but this size makes my feet a little smaller don't you think," she replied.

"May be so but I think you should at least try on a size 8 too. I don't want to see you turn into a cripple with these."

"You worry too much," she said taking off the tight boot.

"I just love you," I said.

"OK," she said, "I'll get the size 8 pair, are you happy now?"

"Sorry madam, we don't have any size 8 in stock," said the shop assistant.

"In that case, I'll take these, can you put my shoes in a bag?" she asked the girl as she put her foot back inside tight little boots again. "I really like these, they make my feet look so dainty," she smiled.

I reluctantly agreed and we left the shop with three boxes tucked under my arm. I hadn't seen what else she had bought.

Next stop was a large pharmacy that sold all kinds of female products. Elaine bought one large boxes of Tampax and a large box of Kotex panty liners.

Her next stop was at the cosmetic counter where she found a nail repair kit.

"Instead of cutting off a broken nail and starting again, with this I should be able to repair the nail and keep it growing," she explained.

She also slipped a couple of pairs of false eyelashes and some hairnets into her basket. (For parties and horse riding, she explained.) Next she decided that I needed some toiletries and we headed over to the male area. I soon had a bottle of after-shave, deodorant, shampoo, shaving kit and a new toothbrush and toothpaste.

"How are your feet?" I asked as she walked with small steps beside me towards the sales counter.

"OK," she replied but not with much conviction in her voice.

"Are they hurting?" I asked.

"A little," she replied.

"More than just a little I'll bet."

"OK I'll change when we get back to the car," she said as she continued to take dainty steps. Instead of heading for the car, Elaine had other ideas after we left he pharmacy and the next stop was a lingerie shop.

This time, there was no holding her back, and in short order, she had selected, several new bras, including one long line affair, a red corselette with three stocking suspenders per side. Finally she bought a panty girdle.

I carried all our purchases as we finally made our way back to the car. Ignoring my comments about her shoes, Elaine got in and drove us home but via a food store first.

We filled the trolley with all kinds of low fat and health conscious foods before we turned for the check out. As we unloaded the trolley, Elaine quietly slipped a couple of women's magazines onto the check out counter.

Soon we were back home having lunch and still she kept her boots on. She seemed to be walking with daintier steps as she quickly prepared a late lunch for us. The meal didn't take too long to produce as Elaine slipped the pre-made meal into her microwave.

It was however, quite delicious and I devoured my lasagne with relish, this shopping caper can produce a healthy appetite.

She sat down beside me with her plate in her lap and I watched now and again as she took small ladylike amounts on her fork instead of my ladling the stuff into my mouth as quickly as possible.

I finished first and as she continued, I started to undo her laces on her boots, but she stopped me.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Taking these things off your feet now, you must be in agony."

"They were at first but they are OK now," she answered.

"I don't believe you," I said "Walk over there and back."

She did as I asked and she was obviously in some discomfort as reluctantly she put each foot down in turn. She was trying to keep the pressure off her toes but the height of the heels prevented that from happening.

"Elaine, come here," I bellowed.

"No I wont," she replied.

"OK then I'll come to you," and I chased after her as she ran towards the stairs.

I caught hold of an ankle when she was about half way up the stairs and pulled her down towards me laughing.

I quickly had her slithering down towards me on her rear and she then started laughing. It was like we were a couple of 14 year olds on our first date as I pinned her down.

"Come on off with these," I said.

"Oh John," she cried at me.

"No I don't want to marry a cripple," I said.

Soon I had the tight laces undone and her right foot was released. Her toes were all tightly packed alongside each other like little sardines in a can. I massaged her foot and moved her toes and she relaxed slightly to let me carry on the same procedure with the left foot.

Then I did something I have never done before, I kissed her foot and she giggled.

"You liked that, didn't you," she said.

"Yes I did, your feet have a sexy raw smell of new leather and sweat."

"Do it again and this time do it slowly."

I placed her painted toenails into my mouth and sucked hard through her tights. She was oohing and aahing away as I massaged one foot and I sucked and licked the other.

Suddenly she stopped, "What do you mean you don't want to marry a cripple? Who said anything about marriage?"

I stopped too, stunned and I grinned.

She grabbed hold of my neck and pulled me down on top of her and we kissed a long lingering and tender kiss. I kept my eyes open and I could see that she had hers closed, her eyelashes long and alluring with the makeover mascara.

"Come on," I said and grabbed her hand as we headed back upstairs.

It was about 6:30pm when we ventured back into the shower and got ready to have dinner.

Elaine cleaned her face and put on her stretch jeans while I reverted back to my usual pair. She put on one of the pairs of shoes that she bought and they were an incredible pair of open toed platform sandals with a tapered heel at least four and half inches tall.

With these fitted she was taller than me and I had an inferiority complex growing.

We both went into the kitchen and noticed the answer machine indicator lamp flashing. Elaine pressed the button and it was from Lorraine who indicated that she would be home very late and no one was to wait up for her.

"Well we can eat in or we can eat out what will the mademoiselle require?" I asked.

"I think that a quiet night in would be good," she answered. "What would you like to eat?"

"Apart from you not much," I replied. "Anyway, I think it is time I produced the dinner tonight."

"Well if you want to cook, you should wear an apron," and with that she produced a frilly gingham apron from behind the door. She quickly lowered it over my head and tied it tightly round my waist. "My you do look cute," she said.

I ignored that comment and quickly starting the ingredients for my chicken dinner. I cooked the rice and stir-fried all the vegetables. I grilled the chicken and applied a creamy sauce before popping the chicken in the oven.

An hour later and I had set the table lit two candles and every matter was attended to. Elaine meanwhile had changed into a pretty floral dress and her hair was tied up into a tight bun, she wore her new lipstick and her latest shoes.

Her eyes shone like fire reflecting the candles as I opened a bottle of sparkling wine. She blinked slightly as the cork popped but it was surge of bubbles later that caught our attention as I hurriedly filled our glasses.

"To us," I declared.

"Congratulations," she cried.

"Thanks," I laughed back

We drank back the wine and started on our dinner, soon I was feeling sated and very happy. We went back into our favourite position on the couch and watched the latest premiere on satellite television. I hitched her dress up slightly and inserted my hand in between those strong thighs and she immediately clamped them shut locking my hand in place.

She squeezed her thighs together tightly and my poor hand was unable to get free even if it wanted to. After a while she relented and she eased of and I pulled it free. Then obviously bored with the film she turned round removing the cushion for my head.

My head fell down and she quickly pushed her dress covered crotch towards my face. She in turn had herself facing my crotch and it was obvious to her that I was excited with what was happening because all of a sudden she got up and placed her knees on either side of my head and then pulled up the hem of her dress.

It fell over the top of my chest to give me an unrivalled view of her panties, her stockings and between her legs. She wasn't finished yet because she then lowered herself onto my face and started to grind her moist pussy into my face.

I tried to extricate myself but I was pinned down by the weight of her body on my shoulders. I could hardly breath as she started rubbing her moist crotch in my face. I was enjoying what she was doing. It was like being smothered, she would cover my face for nearly 30 seconds or more and then allow me to get in a gulp of air before plunging back into her warm darkness again.

This went on for some time and then I could sense that she was getting tired with this game and I then felt my zip on my trousers going down. Her long nails soon prised my tool free and she started taking it in her mouth. She bobbed up and down and I kept licking her panty covered crotch. She soon stopped and hitched her knickers to one side to allow me to get better contact with her clitoris.

So we gave each other mouth to crotch sex and we came within seconds of one another, she taking all of my ejaculate and I still smothered by her body. We just lay like that for a few minutes, me breathing in her sweet perfume and she resting her head on my thigh.

We had just settled back down when we could hear a key in the door that indicated that Lorraine had arrived back home.

Despite the late hour and the fact that she had been out all day, she breezed in still wearing the same dark striped business suit from the morning. She sat down beside us and Elaine asked her if she would like a coffee.

"Thanks dear, that would be lovely. How have you been today?" she asked.

"Much better now, thanks, John and I went shopping and I bought loads of stuff," she said as got up and walked through to the kitchen.

"You can show me later dear," said Lorraine who was pre-occupied with taking off her shoes. Turning to me, she asked "John could you be a dear and rub the soles of my feet?"

"Just tell me where you wanted them rubbed," I asked happy that she had asked me.

She kicked off her suede court shoes and pointed to the soles and arches and I started with some gentle pressure on the underside of her foot. Despite her stockings, her feet were hot and sweaty but I soon had her oohing and aahing under the steady pressure of my thumbs.

"John I went over on my ankle today, could you rub my ankle too," she said.

"Oh right, I see some swelling," I said.

"It happened this morning," she said.

"Let me get some oil and I'll be right back, I think you need to slip your hose off," I said and I went to retrieve some bath oil.

When I got back, Elaine had joined her and the two were lounging back sipping coffee. Trying to be assertive taking a seat on the sturdy coffee table, I said to Lorraine, "right lets see your foot."

She lifted it up on to my jeans and I could see that she needed a new foot never mind a massage. Years of wearing high heels had deformed her feet; her toes were curled round in a point to meet her big toe while her big toe was no longer straight.

She had a high arch and her nails were painted a dark plum colour. I started by pouring some oil onto my hand and started rubbing both hands together. Soon I was rubbing my thumbs into her sole pads and her heel. I massaged by putting both my thumbs together and pressing hard.

"Oh," she said, "that is so good. Just there, keep rubbing there."

I continued to apply additional pressure to the area near her toes and she said "Ah, not so hard, not so hard," but I could see that she was enjoying this massage.

Elaine watched with interest but I could tell that she would like me to do the same to her. I took Lorraine's left foot and applied the same pressure to the parts that required it. When I had finished she was lying back with her eyes closed.

"You have such strong hands and fingers, my feet feel as thought they are on fire," she said standing up and walking around the room. "They are so much better, you should get a massage too, Elaine."

I looked at Elaine and I could see that she wanted that treatment too. Unlike Lorraine's size 6, Elaine's size 8's were not so abused. She did not have the high arch or the toe deformation that Lorraine had however it was obvious that her feet were going the same way.

I poured more oil onto my hands and began massaging her feet; she started moaning particularly when I started to massage her arches. I also gave her calf muscles a rub. Elaine was very turned on by the time I had finished.

"Well how was that?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Really good. Now I know what you can do when you want to feel useful," she laughed.

She got up and walked about in bare feet and I noticed that she only walked on tip toe when she went past me.

"Put your heels on the ground," I said.

"I can't," she said. "Because I wear heels all the time now my calf muscle tendons have shortened.

"So?"

"So when I try to walk normally I cant because they hurt so much."

"Come over here," I asked.

She tip toed over and sure enough when I asked her to put her heel down, I could see and feel the tendons in her calf muscles tighten.

"Does it really hurt?" I asked applying some more oil to both calf muscles and the tendons.

"Yes but that feels so good, keep doing it," she said as she stood in front of me on her toes.

Chapter Nine - A day alone with Lorraine.

Having made a good recovery, from her infection, Elaine decided that she would go into work the next day. She put on her blue suit again, complete with blouse and pearls.

Soon she was gone and I went back to sleep to gain some well-earned shuteye. We had made love the night before and I reckon it must have been 2am when I got to sleep.

At about 10am I woke up when I heard the postman drop letters through the door. I got up, showered and went back into the bedroom. I had a look around in some drawers and found nothing of interest except a small photograph album, that showed Elaine had been dressing as a girl long before she had met Lorraine.

There were pictures of her dressed in party dresses, riding breeches and she looked she must have been 12 or 13 at the time. Interesting.

I looked through her closets and found rows and rows of female fashions on show, in the corner there were a stack of shoe boxes and I noted that all contained high heeled shoes.

I decided that I would go through all the old clothes and decide what to keep and what to throw out. I found a half-empty cupboard beside my side of the bed and started trying on and placing the items in the cupboard.

I rejected a few pairs of cord jeans because they were too small but there were several pure cotton shirts, some good quality sweatshirts and some slacks that did fit quite well.

I also found some socks and underpants that did fit too and soon stuffed them into a drawer. I went downstairs to pick up some cereal before starting on the final two bags.

The next bag did contain some feminine garments and just out of interest I tried them on. One was a silk camisole with lace trim and I could see that it didn't fit. But there were several pairs of silk panties and I liked the feel of the material against my skin. I also found some more silk shirts or were they blouses. I tried them on was able to convince myself that I would keep them.

When I was finished I still had 3 bags of clothing left and I decided to take them back to the basement.

After a bite of lunch, I got out my bike and cycled home but mum wasn't home. I got in and watched a little TV before she returned at 2:00pm.

"Hi son," she said hauling in two rather heavy looking shopping bags. Like most women in this country, she had picked up some shopping was having the chore of carting it home and it seemed to stretch her arms and round her shoulders.

A helped take a bag and we carried it all to the kitchen. I told her that I had been invited to stay with Elaine and Lorraine and that I would be moving out to live there. "They are really nice girls," I told her.

I arranged to bring Elaine round on Saturday afternoon and I was pedalling back up the hill again. When I got back into the drive, I was surprised to see Lorraine's car sitting there.

I walked in the open door and headed for kitchen. I tried the living room before heading upstairs calling her name as I went. When I reached her room, she was lying on the bed with her head on her hand wearing the sexiest outfit, I had ever seen her wear.

She had laced herself into a sexy satin Basque and wore sheer nylon stockings that came up to midway on her thighs. She had a pair of red heels to match her Basque and she had a red ribbon holding her hair neat and tidy.

Her lips were also ruby red and her make-up although heavy made her look incredibly beautiful. My mouth dropped.

She broke the ice and said. "John where have you been, I have been waiting nearly two hours for you."

"I decided to go out to my mum's house," I replied lamely.

"Well come here now and close the door," she replied and started waving a finger at me.

I kneeled at the side of the bed and put my arms around her. She smelled so nice, with lots of perfume. I put my head into her lap and she stroked my hair. I looked up at her and she held my hair tightly and she began to tug hard.

I found myself being forced up to her waiting red lips. She opened them and I could feel her breath warm my face as I moved toward her. She kept pulling and soon I could feel her lips on mine, her creamy lipstick smearing onto my lips.

When I came up for air, she smiled and wiped my face but then she did something strange, she reached over and took her lipstick and applied some to my lips. My erection became stronger if that was possible and I kissed her again.

We kissed until our lips were raw and then she started pushing on my head, she wanted me down. I could tell, she pushed me even when I lingered on her full soft breasts. Down past her navel and down between her legs. She opened her legs up wide and I knew what she wanted. Every time I tried to come back up she would push me down again.

In the end I gave in and my lipstick covered mouth was where she wanted it. Right on top of her vagina and sucking hard on little clitoris. She was moving in rhythm to my lapping at her fanny. She smelled and tasted clean between and encouraged I pushed my tongue as far as I could into her slit. She was moaning and writhing on the bed and soon shuddered to a halt seemingly satisfied. Like a dog with a bone that has had it removed I continued to lap between her legs.

But she asked me to stop and I came back up for air. Almost at once she grabbed my penis and then inserted it into her. "I have just done a test and I am right in the middle of my cycle, I want your baby now," she said.

I was going to be a father if I could release this river of come inside me and that is what I did. She turned over and fell fast asleep with a big smile on her face.

Elaine would be home soon, so I decided to get up and get dressed and was soon getting supper prepared. I vowed that I would tell what had happened with Lorraine as soon as she got home.

I had the evening meal almost finished when Elaine rang to say that she had a late appointment with some retired Army Captain. I explained that the supper would be spoiled but she just said that she would get something while she was out.

I took a tray up to Lorraine who was still sleeping soundly. I gently nudged her and we kissed again. I almost dropped the tray. I got free and put the tray down and she started eating. "I think I will be eating for two from now on," she joked.

I told her that Elaine would be late home that night and asked if she would like to go to a movie. She said yes and she asked me to leave so she could get ready.

I wasn't too pleased, "Great," I said. "I have just been very intimate with you and you ask me to leave while you put your clothes on. Can't I stay?"

"Yes I would like that," she responded obviously changing her mind.

I watched her get ready, slowly at first but then with greater speed she shattered my previous impression of femininity set by Elaine a few days earlier.

She dressed simply explaining that not many people would see her inside a dark cinema. She ate her meal and I ate mine and then we headed off to the cinema.

We kissed and cuddled in the cinema and held hands too. She was aroused at one scene and let me know her feelings with a kiss on the lips.

Soon though we were home and found Elaine relaxing in front of the TV in her night gown and house coat drinking hot chocolate. I offered to make us both a cup and Lorraine accepted. I left the two girls chatting together.

Several minutes later, we were all seated facing one another but Elaine patted the settee beside her and I got up and sat down beside her.

Elaine broke the ice, "John you must know that I love you, but I think you owe me an explanation of what you have been doing with Lorraine behind my back."

"What do you mean?" I asked startled. Surely Lorraine hadn't told her of our extra involvement.

"Oh taking her to the cinema, meals in bed, for all I know you two have been making love while I have been away," she sounded serious.

I thought a long time before I replied scared in case I said the wrong thing and quickly ended out on the front step.

"I didn't think that you would have any objections if I showed Lorraine some consideration in her position as your surrogate mother," I replied. "Besides I have grown to like her a lot over the last few days."

"I realise that, I am pleased that you two are getting along so well," she said. "We have discussed the matter and we have decided that we try for a baby with you as the father."

"Thanks for keeping me posted," I sighed happy that Elaine didn't know that Lorraine was probably already pregnant. "Let me know when I have to my duty, I wont object," I said smiling.

"I thought that we should go to bed together tonight, Lorraine has told me that she is the fertile part of her cycle," she replied.

I looked at Lorraine who looked tired but then she spoke, " I am really tired so if we have do it, I suggest we do it now."

We finished our drinks and headed to the various bathrooms to clean up. I was first into bed and lay on my side to see which girl would be first to join me.

As it happened it was Elaine and she entered wearing a sexy red negligee and red panties, her pert breasts bobbing up and down as she walked.

She came over and brushed out her now long hair and lay down beside me before taking my left nipple with her long nails and squeezing hard. "Don't ever lie to me John, you will find me extremely upset if you do," she said.

"I haven't lied to you," I said

"Have you slept with Lorraine then?" she asked.

"Yes I have twice," I said clearing my throat.

"Thank you for telling me that, Lorraine has already told me that she had seduced you and I am glad that you are honest enough to admit it," she added.

At that moment, Lorraine arrived wearing a lemon coloured lace outfit, her bigger breasts bouncing wildly as she moved on to my right hand side.

I could smell the presence of two beautiful women and I was the filling in a really neat sandwich. Lorraine asked, "Did he admit to you what we did?"

"Yes he came clean fortunately," Elaine smiled. "He passed the test with flying colours."

"What test?"

"The test we set for you, we know that you will love and care for us both now," she replied. With that both girls homed in on me with one on each cheek and started to kiss. This was unbelievable and we started a night of romance.

First Elaine mounted my chest and started to thrust her pussy into my face and I greedily lapped up her moist juices. I could taste the pee from her last visit to the toilet but who cared. Meanwhile Lorraine had taken to pulling and playing with my penis.

She had me erect in seconds and was soon mounted on my crotch to start the best night of sex I had ever had. I was being violently ridden by both girls at the same time and it was bliss or heaven or somewhere.

I was quite expecting this configuration to last some time and it did with Elaine convulsing in my face after 10 minutes. Lorraine's slow rhythm built up and my depleted stock of semen was soon headed inside her womb.

We collapsed in a heap and soon we fell asleep as both girls continued to kiss me. Lorraine seemingly uncaring that she had had no orgasm fell onto my right arm while Elaine cradled me from the left placing her warm chest against my face. I sucked greedily on Elaine's nipples, which responded eagerly to the call.

Apart from waking up at 3:30am to answer the call of nature, I was wedged between these two lovely ladies all night. When I awoke in the morning, both had risen and had obviously left for work. I was so tired I hadn't even heard the alarm sound.

On the dressing table there was a note from Elaine to meet her at work around 1:00pm.

So I promptly went back to the still warm bed that smelt so feminine but with that musky sexy smell that still lingered.

Chapter 10 - Lunch with Elaine

I eventually woke from a long deep sleep at around 11:45 and thought shit I was going to be late for our meeting. I dressed in smartest suit and headed for the door to meet the girl of my dreams.

As I walked along the street, I could see her waiting in the doorway to her office as she said she would be. She waved to me and came running towards me. She gave me a big hug and asked where would like to go to lunch.

"I'm easy," I replied.

"OK, then, come with me," she said and although she had her arm in mine I found myself being led to a top class restaurant in the heart of Edinburgh's west end. I helped with her chair and looked at the menu and declared, "I don't know what I am doing here, I can't afford to buy a glass of water never mind a lunch here with you."

"Relax," she said. "This is my treat to you for last night and let you into my plans for our future."

"What plans?" I asked looking at her.

"Our wedding plans," she announced with delight.

"Our wedding? Are you so sure about me?" I asked.

"Absolutely sure, I have something to show you," and she withdrew a travel agent's envelope from her bag. She tossed the envelope to me and I opened it to see that inside was three return flight tickets from Edinburgh to Schipol airport in Amsterdam.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Do you have a passport?" she asked ignoring my question.

"I have the application forms here," she stated without waiting for my reply. "I have to get mine changed for obvious reasons and then we can travel."

"Look am I missing something?" I asked.

"Well you know that marriage between transsexuals and men continues to be illegal in the UK, so I thought we could go to Holland where it isn't. We go in three weeks time to Amsterdam with Lorraine. We will have to spend some time in Holland and get a witness but it should not be problem. Do you think your brother would like to go?"

"Did you ever think to ask me about this?" I asked.

"Didn't need to, I saw how you felt last night," she replied sitting back with a smug smile.

"Well there is one small complication," I answered.

"What?"

"I start my new job on the day you want to fly out to Holland," I smiled. "It looks like I will just have to postpone the starting date by a couple of weeks."

She reached over and placed her beautiful lipstick covered lips on mine and pressed hard, so hard and then inserted her tongue. That gave me an immediate erection and a reached and found her hand and gave it a squeeze.

"You are serious," I stated. "You want to get married to me?"

"Yes, silly."

"OK then lets do it, I really love you Elaine."

So ended the first crazy week of our life together. We left the restaurant and went home to bed. I had a feeling that I would be spending a lot more time in bed over the coming months.

In the weeks that followed the girls excitedly made all the arrangements for the wedding and we flew out with my brother who wanted to be my best man. The wedding was a simple civil affair much to the disappointment of my mother who wanted to be present. We had a slap up wedding dinner on our return but she never ever quite forgave me for that. Of course she didn't know about Elaine though she confessed to me later that she thought that she was an attractive girl.

Our sexual intercourse was what pulled us together, sometimes, I would make love to one or other of the two girls and very frequently together. Elaine continued to have minor operations and improvements to her body. She had her Adam's apple shaved and she had some more cosmetic surgery on her already pretty face.

I eventually started my job with that local high technology company making equipment for fighter aircraft. Although the salary wasn't something to shout about, I was able to make inroads on the mountain of debt that I had accumulated while at university.

Elaine gave me her old BMW while she went upmarket and bought a new Audi. I was happy, supremely happy.

Chapter Eleven - The ending

All that was over a year ago as I pad through to the babies room, I had to get off the bed carefully to avoid disturbing the two girls who have not heard our little girl crying. I manage to get to the root of the problem, her nappy is wet and I set about changing it.

She is still crying as I place her on the changing mat, I take off her disposable nappy and find another in the drawer, despite having only one eye open. The new nappy and the baby cream help soothe her and I talk to her as she tries to grab her toes. She looks happy and gurgles up at me.

I turn to put her back into her cot when I catch sight of Elaine standing smiling at the door, she looks radiant as she stands there in her long silk pink nightdress and high heeled mules that never seem to be missing from her feet.

As I put little Nicola into her bed, Elaine comes over and stands beside me and grabs my arms and folds them around her waist, she looks at me and I look at her and then we hug until we are in a close embrace.

Under Lorraine's guidance, Elaine has turned out to be an excellent mother for Nicola. She has devoted her life to the child since she was born several weeks ago. Giving up her well paid job to stay at home and nurse our beautiful baby.

Lorraine helped by feeding the baby (and me) her breast milk while I looked on as a very happy father with three women in my life.

Standing against the cot we both looked at our little baby girl who is now fast asleep again and then we turn to go back to bed. She takes my hand and soon I am back beneath the covers, the smell of female perfume from Lorraine on my right still asleep and the sexier aroma of my wife on my left almost suffocating me

"Elaine I love you," I said as I fell fast asleep as she looked on.

The last thing I feel is her kiss on my forehead as I snuggle into her warm chest.

THE END

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Authors Notes

Scottish beer is still graded in terms of strength with an old cost per barrel in shillings giving an indication of the beer strength and 80/- or 80 shilling ale is one is of the strongest dark beers.

Pentland Hills, A long range of hills that lie about a mile away from the Edinburgh City boundary, where there are many cycle tracks and walkways

Marks and Spencer - Name of the best know clothing and food store in the UK. M&S as they are known have a really good selection of top quality ladies clothes including lingerie.

The legal age of consent for marriage in Scotland is 16. While UK law prevents a transsexual who is still regarded as a biological male from marrying another man. This is despite several appeals to the Court of Human Rights by leading UK transsexuals.

Finally I am indebted to my good friend Nikkie who gave some much needed guidance at the right time. Thanks dear.