It's our anniversary. Not our wedding anniversary, not even from when we first met, but when we finally made love for the first time.
As I'm getting ready for Brett to come home from a busy day at work, I hope he likes how I look, He has particular tastes. He definitely likes his women feminine, and I have no problem with that at all.
Many women out there may be horrified, but I just love being his girl. It hasn't always been like that. I mean, I definitely wanted to be a girl, but I saw myself as the strong successful, emancipated type. Now I'm his girl, and I do what I can to please him. It is just delicious to be able to sink into his embrace as he puts his arms around me, and kisses me deeply. All my troubles go away, as his tongue darts into my mouth and my tongue meets his. Feeling his slightly scratchy face on mine. Don't get me wrong, it's not a sub/dom relationship at all. It's just the natural order of things when you have a masculine man, and a woman who.... well, loves being a woman loved and desired by a masculine man.
It started a few years ago. In chapter 1, I reminisced about how it started, in chapters 2&3, we are on our first date. It's now late afternoon of that first date.
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I woke up, first, a few hours later. I needed to get ready for tonight. For dinner, and afterwards. I wanted it to be a surprise, so I slipped out of his arms, as he continued to doze, and I quietly moved around the room. Into my suitcase, I took out my red silk full length nightgown, that has a v-neck bodice, and stones sewn into the cups, a very low back, and a split all the way up the thigh to the crotch. I also took out the sheer red negligee to go with it. I put those in the wardrobe, as we hadn't opened that yet. Nxxt was my pleasure state red suspenders, bra, matching g-string and nude stockings. They went into a bag. Then the Stuart Weitzman red stilettos and the Leona Edmondson Red dress with a very low neckline. The dress went on the back of the door of the bathroom. My makeup was already in there. OK, all set!
I looked at Brett dozing lightly on the bed, and crept up to him. He looked so good. I gently kissed him on the lips. He started a little, but as he became awake and reaslised, he put his arms around me, and pulled me down on top of him on the bed. We kissed passionately, but gently. Lips slightly brushing, at times. Then more deeply, harder, tongues entwining. I could feel him getting hard again. Where does this man store it all? My hand drifted down to his cock, and squeezed it.
"Would you like me to take care of that, honey?" I said "Of course I would, but I want to save it for later," he said. "Want to make sure the pussy gets its cream!"
I looked at him, and said, "promise?"
"Promise!" he said, "if you really want it. You have to ask nicely though."
Hmm, this guy really does like being in control!
Pulling away from him, I said, "We'll see about that, could be you asking to give it to me!" Hey, a girl has to make a man work for it! "Anyway," I said, "right now... I need you to get up, and get that hunky body into a shower so I can have mine and get ready for dinner. I don't want us going down and smelling of grass and sex... as nice a memory as that is".
"Why don't you join me for the shower?"
"I'd love to, but after that last comment.... I think you need to wait a while!"
"Hmmph," he said, and put on a fake dejected look. He started taking his clothes off, and caught me watching... how could I not? "Sure, you don't want to join me?" he said with a knowing smile.
"Nope, I'm quite happy here thanks," came my reply, "you just go and wash that body of yours. Let me know when you are finished, and I'll get my shower" My god, the temptation was almost too much. Now, though, I wanted him to want my really badly.
He went into the bathroom, and started having his shower. Me? I just sat there and trieedto not think of him naked in the shower, cleaning all thos parts I'd love to get my hands on... and my lips on.
Finally, he came out of the bathroom, with just a towel around his waste. I could see the bulge of his cock through the towel and, again, he caught me looking. "Want some?" he said, knowing damn well I did.
"maybe," I said nonchalantly. "If you're a good boy, I might let you have some of me later"
He came bounding over the room, and I ran away. He chased me towards the bathroom room door, I bent down to pick up my bag with the lingerie in it which proved to be my undoing as just as I got to the door, I felt a resounding smack on my arse.
"ouch!" I said, with a pretend hurt look on my face.
"Just teaching you who's boss," he said.
"We'll see about that!" I retorted as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me and locked the door.
"Aw, c'mon sweet heart, let me in." came the voice from the other side of the door "No! You need to just think about what you just did!"
"I am!" he said. I could hear the grin in his voice. "It was nice! Nice smackable arse you have there!"
"That's as maybe," I said, "But you can't go around smacking it whenever you feel like it!"
"Oh, so I can do it sometimes then?"
"Bloody men!" I giggled. "Now let me get my shower!"
"Want someone to scrub your back?"
"yes, but no thanks... or I'll never get ready!"
"Sure?"
"yes!"
I got in the shower, and thoroughly scrubbed myself with coconut based soap. A nice rich lather. I could see from the way the water was running off my body that I was still nice and smooth from the waxing I'd had a few days before. Out of the shower, towel myself dry and rub in the same Bulgari body lotion I used a few days earlier, Then check my face for any hairs I'd missed earlier, and then dry my hair. I mostly hung my head upside down to get a very full look with the hair. Finally makeup time.
I started with foundation liquid, and then MAC NW25 pressed powder, to give a smooth overall finish without being too heavy. This time, I used a dusky pink eye shadow, called rose. It has a hint of glitter in it, but not too much. This went all over my eyelid, in the socket, and just over the brow bone. Then it was draw in the eyebrows with my favourite dark brown eye shadow and a very narrow brush, then highlight the brow bone with a very soft and glittery pink, which I then blended in the rose to make a smokeyer effect. One layer of Lancome Mascara, and then MAC No.7 false eyelashes. The are a pain to get on, but they really make your eyes pop! To let teh glue dry, I then put on some blush, making sure it went on the apple of my cheeks. Lipstick? well, I was wearing red, and I expected to be using my lips quite a bit, so it was my trusty long lasting red lipstick again. Finally, time to line my eyes with black eyeliner and done! I stepped back and checked my makeup out. Yep, smoking, but not too much on fire. Lips nicely outlined, with that sweetheart shape in the middle. Every time I look at my lips, I feel grateful I was given such full lips... to the point where people have asked if I've had them done!
Perfume. This time it was Envy. A perfume I discovered one day by walking through a local department store. Made from Vine flowers, but suits me well! Neck, wrists, centre of chest, behind the knees and a little at the top of my bikini line. Everywhere it could be encountered ;-)
Lastly, the dress. I slipped it over my head. It comes down just about knee height. It's a sort of faux wrap over dress, with a very plunging neckline, just skimming the top of the pushup bra, so what little cleavage I had was shown to its maximum. Then my Stuart Weitzman red heels. Brush my hair, and then a few touches of jewelry. My Ruby pendant necklace, with full on chandelier earrings that I'd had made a few years ago which had Swarovski fake rubies in them. A few bracelets, rings, and then I was done. I looked at mys elf in teh mirror. Yep, good enough to eat... or I hoped so! Now my heart started to beat rapidly. I hoped he liked what he was going to see. I put my hand on the door knob, paused to catch my breath and opened the door.
As I walked into the room, he turned, looked, and I could see his eyes widen. Then he smiled.
"Hot! I, I, I mean you look fantastic!" He said.
I breathed! Right impression.
"You like?" I said.
"Come here, and I'll show you" he said.
I walked over, and he grabbed me and kissed me passionately - thank god for long lasting lipstick! Once more, I fely myself melting into him. I could do this for hours!
He stopped. "Time for dinner," he said, "we can come back for desert later!", he said winking. As I walked past, grabbing my matching clutch, he gently slapped my arse again. I turned, looked at him. This time saying nothing. I kind've liked it. I was feeling sexy and, if it wasn't too hard, it was nice.
We walked down stairs, into the lobby, and then the dining room. I held my breath as I noticed how small it was. Just a few diners and I was wearing Red.... not exactly the most subtle of colours! Sure, I got noticed by a few people, but they just smiled. I smiled back, and we went to our table. As I got to it, the waiter pulled the seat out for me, and as I sat, passing my hand under my skirt, he pushed the seat back in. Brett sat down. In all my trepidation, I hadn't really looked at him. He looked fabulous. he'd shaved. A little salt & pepper in his hair. Distinguished. Nice white shirt, open a couple of buttons so I could see his slightly hairy chest. Hmm, i was looking forward to cuddling him later.
Dinner arrived, and went. We chatted. Talked about things. He asked me how long I had wanted to be a girl? He asked me why I wasn't a girl full time? I told him it was because of my job. he reassured me that I looked fantastic, and that there should be no problem with work if that's what I wanted. He touched my hand as he said that, reassuring me. It felt so good, to have someone I could talk over these things with. Someone who cared. I asked him if that's what he wanted, for me to be a girl all the time? He said "Well, difficult for you to be my girlfriend when you are a boy!". There it was again, girl friend. I had to ask.
"Do you want me to be your girl friend?"
"Yes, I do. You are the most incredible woman I've met."
"But does that mean you want me to go through surgery? Is that what you want?"
"No, I'm not saying that. I just want you as a girl. That's all. Be who you really want to be. All the time. I'll support you."
"How do you know this?" I said. "How do you know you'll be there, all the time, helping me through this? This is our first date."
"I can't explain it," he said, " I just know that I want to be with you. You are right, I can't possibly know... but I feel it"
I went quiet.
"I want to be with you too," I said." I think about you all the time. I love being with you."
"Really?" he said, with a huge grin on his face. "I'm so pleased! That's fantastic! I was really on a limb there. I mean, I was hoping my feelings were reciprocated, but I wasn't sure."
"Oh god," I said, "of course they are"
We sat there. holding hands across the table. Looking at each other. grinning like teenagers. I wanted to kiss him so much, but not in the restaurant... damn, formal opposite side seating is so inconvenient. He must have been thinking the same thing. "Shall we go back upstairs?" he said.
"Yes, absolutely"
We left, his hand gently touching my back, guiding me through the room. It's those little touches with him that make me feel so feminine. There's nothing domineering, just that gentle way, treating me like a lady. It's nice. Comforting. Relaxing. I guess, even then, I was becoming his girl. It felt...well.... just natural.
When we got up to the room, he unlocked the door and let me in first. He walked in behind me, and we kissed gently. No need for hunger now, we had got that out of the way this afternoon. I pulled back, smiled, and said "I'm just going to slip into something a little more comfortable.". he grinned. Obviously he knew what that meant. I took out the red night gown and negligee from the wardrobe, and went into the bathroom... I wanted impact here!
I undid the tie at the waist, and shrugged off the dress. As it fell to the floor, I took off my bra, and slipped on the nightgown. The feeling of the silk as it flowed over my body was delicious. I looked at myself in the mirror. Hmmm, need to touch up my makeup a bit. re-powdered my face, and touched up the lipstick. Now the negligee, which was more of a wisp of material than anything. Still, adds more mystery. I think a woman is sexiest when she gives teasing glimpses, rather than show everything at once! Hang up my dress and bra on the back of the door. Opened the door and step into the room....
To see that Brett had been busy too. He'd opened the french windows at the end of the room, and put a few candles around. On our little balcony, which had a love seat, there was another candle, and a bottle of champagne and two glasses already poured.
He turned and looked at me."Wow! What have I done to deserve this?"
"What have you done?" I said, as I stood in the middle of the room, arms outstretched, slowly turning, pointing at all he had done."More to the point, what have I done?" I said.
"Been who you are. A strong, beautiful, sexy woman." he said.
I blushed, deeply. "You are too kind.... but don't let me stop you", I teased.
He came over to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me deeply. Letting go, he took my hand and pulled me towards the love seat. "let's just sit. relax. Drink some champagne. Talk" he looked at me, smiling," and we can make love later."
He pulled me down on to his lap, catching me in his arms. My arm went around his neck, and he had one behind my back. we kissed again. "You see, we can just chill out. Enjoy each other."
"Ok," I said. "I'm happy with that."
I slid off his lap, into the other seat, keeping my legs on his lap. he leant over, and got the glasses, and passed one to me. "Cheers! Here's to the great times we are going to have, and the ones we've already shared". Our glasses clinked, and we just chilled. The warm evening air was just perfectly balmy as I sat there, and we looked at each other.
He started asking me more about if I wanted to be female full time, or stay as I was. I told him "I want to be full time, but not sure about full surgery. It's just that I don't think about my genitals. Sure, I'd have loved to have been born female but, for me, being female is more about how you move through life. How you feel, how you interact, your life is really a reflection of you and I've seldom heard of successful surgeries. Something either goes wrong, or there is a loss of feeling, or after all that effort, it's not what the person wants. Except for those few hours a week when I go into the office, I'm happy as I am."
So, why suffer those few hours?" he said.
"But..."
"Don't 'But'. think positive," he interrupted." Look, you are good at what you do, right?"
"yes"
"Any you've told me that you are surprised that you get away with what you do. I mean look at your hands, those nails aren't exactly masculine, and nor are your eyebrows, and there's no facial hair"
"yes, that's true, but..."
"I told you, don't 'but' me. Work with me here. So, you've also told me that a number of people know, right?" I nodded. "So, do you think that everyone doesn't know? I mean with all those clues and do you not think word has got around?"
"yes, you're probably right"
"So, what are you waiting for? You want to do it."
"But what happens if I loose my job?"
"If that's why, you can sue them. They'll also not want the publicity."
"But it'll be harder"
"Harder than what? Living a half-life?"
I stopped. I thought about it and said, "but I can't do it alone."
"You aren't alone. You've got your friends, who accept you..... you've got me"
"You? are you sure of that?"
"yes, I'm sure"
"Oh Brett! Hold me! Please!"
"Are you ok?" he said, all concerned, as he pulled me towards him, "you are shaking"
"I can't help it," I said. I've been looking for a man for so long. There I was thinking that we'd just be a fling, and you are perfect for me. promise me you wont desert me. promise you wont hurt me"
"Of course I wont desert you, and I'll never deliberately hurt you. So?"
"OK, I'll do it! I want to do this. Wanted it for so long!"
It was like a weight lifted from my shoulders, and this incredible man was helping me do it.
"Just hold me, Brett"
I sat there with him for a while. Arms around him, as he pulled me in to him.
He started kissing my neck, then my lips. I opened my mouth to take his tongue, and our kisses became more passionate. I felt his hands wandering up my leg, stopping briefly at the suspender, and then carrying on u my thigh. I parted my legs to give him access to my crotch, as he gently rubbed me as I got wetter and wetter. I could feel the excitement in him too, as something in his lap got harder and harder.
"Brett, just take me. Please. Make me your girl"
We stood, continuing to kiss, and he undid my negligee, giving him access to more of me. then he surprised me, he swept me up, and lay me on the bed. No mean trick. I'm not some tiny little thing, but I guess that the strength comes from all the building work. My leg, on the side of the split, went up, and he lay next to me. I moved my leg over, giving him full access, as he half lay on top of me. He started kissing my mouth, my neck, my shoulder. I knew what was coming next. He finally got to my small breasts, moving the cup of the nightgown to one side, and took my nipple in his mouth. Sucking on it, gently biting it and playing with the other one with his fingers. I moaned, loudly, it's a fantastic feeling. His hand left my breasts, and worked down my body, back to my crotch. Mine worked towards his. Absolutely rock hard! I started to unbutton his shirt, to run my fingers through his chest hair, and then took my hand back down towards his cock. My clitty was trying to burst its way out of my g-string. Finally, Brett moved the g-string, and let it out. Straight up. God I was horny. I really wanted him. I wanted him to take me, to make me beg for his gorgeous cock. He started going down towards my clitty, but I asked him to stop. I wanted him. I wanted to taste him in my mouth.
We got his pants, and his underwear off. There he was, My man. Really - my man, lying there, naked, on the bed. From the size of his cock, wanting me as badly as I wanted him. I moved down the bed, so my mouth was just above his cock. I looked up. He was watching me. I licked the head. Enjoying the taste, liking underneath the head, and the top again. Finally sliding my mouth, gently over the top, flicking the hole with my tongue. he groaned. I looked up. He was lying back with his eyes closed. I took my mouth off, and started to stroke him with my hand, and then sucked his balls, one by one. I Swirled the tip of my tongue around his scrotum. Then, licked his balls with long, sweeping strokes just as if I was savouring a delicious ice cream cone. Then I pursed my lips and sucked softly on the skin and took each testicle all the way into my mouth. He groaned again.
"Enjoying this?" I said, evily.
"uh-huh. Don't stop! he said.
My finger ran towards his anus, resting on his perineum and I started playing with it, and took his cock in my mouth again, going down on it as far as I could go. Up and down went my mouth, round and round went my finger.
"Stop!' he said, "I'm going to cum"
"Hmmm," came my reply.
"No, really. My turn!"
I climbed up the bed, and turned over. I started at my breasts, sucking my nipples. Immediately I was getting hard again. He played with my clitty, whilst sucking and biting my nipples. Stroking my clitty, we went down, and took it in his mouth. Sucking on it. His finger when to my anus, and played with the opening. I spread me legs wider and raised my knees to give him better access. Then he pulled on my g-string, and pulled it down. I briefly had to close my legs so he could get it off, but now he had full access. Looking down, I could see him greedily sucking my clitty. God he was good! Hmm, too good. His finger was in my arse now, having relaxed it and loosened it up?
He stopped sucking me, and looked up and said, "would you like to get on top?". Would I ? Dumb question. With that rock hard cock I could rub against. Yum-meee!
He moved up, and I straddled him. I could feel his cock at my back door, as I rubbed against it. God, I wanted it in there. Feel him pumping inside me. "Do you like that there?" he said, knowing full well that I did. He didn't even wait for an answer and asked, "You you want it?"
My eyes popped open! yes, I'd hoped, but here it is. "yes, I breathed. I want it"
"What do you want?"
"Your cock. Your thick, gorgeous cock"
"Where do you want it?"
"inside me. all the way in. All the way up to your balls. I want to be impaled on your cock"
all the time he's playing with one of my nipples, and stroking my clitty. I was in heaven.
"Are you sure?"
"yes, I'm sure!"
"Well, ask nicely then"
"May I please have your cock inside me? Will you please put it in up to your balls? Will you please fill me with your cum?"
"See, told you you'd have to ask for it!" he said triumphantly, grinning at me.
"You bastard! You tricked me!" I said, laughing.
"So, do you want it?"
"Yes I do! And I know you want to give it to me. I can feel how hard you are! And just for that, it's the only way you are going to cum... no more oral for you!"
"Suits me." he said, and opened a draw beside the bed and took out some lube. "Sit up!" I did as he told me, and felt his lubricated fingers around, and in my arse.
"Now, lie down on your back, and put this cushion under your back, to lift your arse up a bit". I did as he told me.
Then he moved down towards my arse, and knelt there, lifting my legs up, together. He put them over his right shoulder and I could feel the tip of his cock press against the rosebud of my anus.
"here it comes, baby" he said.
"please, I said. Take me. Make me your girl!"
As I said that, I felt his cock gently enter me. It was a bit hard at first, but as the head got past the bud, and his shaft kept gliding in, it got easier. "is that OK?"
"uh huh", I said, just thinking about this cock inside me, as I lay there, playing with my nipples.
"You want more?"
"uh huh", I said... of course I wanted more! finally, I felt his balls against me. then he slowly slide backwards, then back in again. faster now. His free hand stroking me as I played with my nipples.
"ooohhhhh. hhmmmmh, Brett. Please! Fill me with your cum! Fill my pussy! Please, Brett! I want it. Want it all"
he started going faster and faster. I could feel the length of it going in and out. Such a delicious feeling, every time right up to his balls. God I wanted that cum.
"C'mon Brett. Fill me. I know you want to."
"Oh yes baby, I do. Are you going to cum too?"
"yes Brett, you know I am. Just keep stroking me and pounding my pussy with your cock. Hmmmmmmmm"
"here it is. You want it?"
"yes, Brett, give it to me!"
"When do you want it?"
"Now. I want your cum now. Fill me Brett. FILL ME!"
I could feel his cock twitch and suddenly he rammed full on into my pussy, and I could feel him pump and pump his cum into me. "hugggggh" was all that he said. I was about to explode too. As he became more ware, he stayed inside me. I squirmed against him to feel his cock, and he kept stroking me until I too came. My cum, spurting up.
Finally, satiated, he took some tissues and wiped off my cum from my belly. "Did you like that babe?" he said.
"Oh yes", i said. I think we'll have to do that again.
"You bet, he said, "but need some sleep first."
"Hmmm. Come here. Hold me Brett. Hold me in your arms"
we snuggled up, and fell asleep... for a few hours.