I'm The Girl Friend--Cont.Part2

Hi readers:

Thanks for taking time to read the next "chapter" or Jordan's and Michael's life.  These are just my thoughts and as in the following story I'm using Italics to show Jordan's thoughts(which I wish I could do in real life).  I thought I was going to be done in 2 "episodes" , but life doesn't go like that, So I'm going to have to do at last one more "episode". (maybe two).  Well any way please expect another "chapter" to follow.  Jordan has so much to do before she can live happily ever after.  Thanks again.

Oh By the way this could get a XX rating.  (Wish I could put in Pics)

Where our two friends left off: 

I go to my bedroom and open my closet and get a couple of pairs of slacks, a skirt, a few panties and a couple of bras.  Then I realize I should make sure that they match as that is so much more sexy, then random colors.  I take off my dress and step out of my panties and get out another pair, and put them on and did my tuck, stepped in front of mirror to check out my butt.  I'm really glad I do all of those squats.  I love these cheeky bikinis.  I change my bra, checking my breast forms to ensure that they are still glued on pretty well. I'm glad the adhesive I used is waterproof. Putting on my bra, I realize that I picked out a pink push-up bra. I really do wish I had real boobs. Wondering how sensitive they and my nips would be.  They seem to be so sensitive already.  I find a pair of jeans that I like to wear around that are really tight, put them on.  I find a white top that is somewhat clingy, and a dark blue cardigan   sweater that is really soft and put it on.  I find a pair of flats that I have worn that are real comfortable.  Now what to pack for the rest of the week end?  I just grab a few pairs of panties, a couple of bras that match, get a nice pair of slacks, and a cute top that goes with it.  I find my plaid skirt grab the white top that goes with it and the tie that seems like a school girl outfit. Smiling to myself of being the naughty school girl.  I need some stockings to go with this. Here they are, the black thigh highs. Maybe I should bring the white ones too.  I look at everything and then realize that I should take a nice dress along too. Just in case. then grab a pair of pantyhose to wear with it. Shit I need shoes that match these outfits too. I find my black heels that I think should go with the plaid skirt and the dress that I pick out. Okay I think I'm ready,  Oops. nope I need my make up stuff too.  Now I'm ready.  Spending a week end as a guy is so easy, but as a girl, you have to think of all the things that you need to take along.  And I haven't even thought of my hair. Oh Well. I'm not going worry about that.  I put everything in a bag and take it out to the living room.

I ask him, " Are we going to stay in town or are we going to go to your apartment in the city so you can start taking care of things there?" 

"I think we will stay here in town, We can talk about going down some weekend when you are off.  That is if you want to come down with me?'

"Yes I would like too. Also I guess I would have to know if I'm going with you as your friend from college or you new girl friend."  

"Which would you prefer?"

"Hmm. "I think I'm ready." I say.

"Ready for what?. Friend from college or new girl friend?" He asks.

" I  think I'm ready to be the girl friend."

"Great.   We can always go out and get something if you did forget something. "

I get my coat and we walk out to his car. He opens the door for me and takes my bag and places it in the back seat. I slide into the seat and think to myself, I think I'm really going to love this and smile to myself.  He gets in the car on the other side.

I leaned over and give him a kiss on the cheek.  He had started the car and was backing out of the parking space of my apartment.  He turned and smiled and said, "Thanks, What was that for?" 

"Oh. No reason. I just thought I would give you a kiss as a thank you for every thing." I said.

He smiled. " For everything?"

"Yeah. Everything." I paused and then looked at him as he was driving. "You did say something about me being your girlfriend? Right?"

"Yeah. Is that okay with you?" he asks.

"Yeah, I think." Then as I thought about it. I asked,  "How involved of a girl friend am I going to be?   In fact I think we need to talk some more.  How long am I going to be the girlfriend? Is it just for this week end? Is it just for the weekends?  You said that we could go down to the cities to your place some other time when I was off. Would that be as your girl friend too? Or would it be as your friend from college?  Are we going to be spending every weekend together?  Are we going to move in together at some point?   That kind of a girl friend?  Or are you asking me to just be your girl friend once in a while?  Like when you want a blow job? Or just for this week end?   Have some arm candy to hang on to you when you want to go out and do something so that you don't have to go alone?"  If you want me to be like a full time girl friend then  I think I would have to do some things that I've been putting off for some time, depending on your answers to some of these questions."

He was silent for a while. I could see that he was thinking. Then he started to talk, "I've always thought that we were pretty good friends when we were in college.  I liked you when you were the boy Jordan and the girl Jordan.  I don't think that you tricked a lot of people when you were the girl Jordan.  I think that everyone knew that you liked to dress up as a girl.   I always knew that when it was Halloween that you would be dressed as a girl.  There were a lot of times that you would dress as a girl and it was just for some party. That wasn't even a costume party.  When we hung out those times I always enjoyed being with you.  The last Halloween that we went out I had asked you to be my date.  Remember?  You were really dressed up nicely. You looked gorgeous. When we couldn't get into the club and yes, we were a little drunk and we were hanging onto each other to keep from falling down. You had your head on my shoulder and I looked down at you and you smiled and we kissed. Then we kissed some more, a lot more. I think I could have fallen in love with you then.  When graduation came and I moved and you did too. I couldn't tell you how much I missed you. I didn't know how to track you down.  I can't tell you how great I felt, how happy I was to see you at the party last night.  To pick up where we left off, sort of.. "

"We seemed to have picked up where we started and then some." I said. 

"I really missed you Jordan" he said. 

"So you really are going to make this complicated." I replied. 

"Yeah. I suppose it is complicated." he admits.  " You said that you had some things to do that you have  been putting off.  What things?"

"Well, to start of I have been thinking of coming out and saying I'm trans. But I think I would only to have tell my coworkers and the organization itself. My family is gone, both of my parents passed away a couple of years ago. Most of my friends are the people I work with. I guess that wouldn't be a big deal.

"Do you think the hospital that you work for would be okay with it?" , he asks.

"Yeah. I think the organization as a whole would be okay with it.  The have some thing in their bi-laws or mission statement that says they accept all people that present to them, including all races, religions, cultures, and gender identities.   They would open themselves for a lawsuit, if they rejected a worker for one of those reasons, and since I would have to see the endocrinologist, and probably their psychiatrist. I would be a patient of the organization as well."

"Why would you have to see a psychiatrist?" he asks.

" To be diagnosed with gender dysphoria. I don't think they would give me hormones if I didn't have that."  I don't know if I have that.  I haven't gone on line to take some of the tests to see if I do have it.  I suppose that is something that we could do when we get to your place."

"Okay." he says. 

He drives and I fiddle with the radio, finding a nice station that plays some older rock. Pretty soon we're singing to some songs. He has his hand on my left thigh and I take his hand and just hold his hand.  I bring his hand to my mouth and give his hand a kiss.  I think of the girl that I dated once who used to take my hand and would suck on my fingers like she was giving each one a blow job.  I think I should try that, but then decide against is as he is driving.  Maybe when we get to his place.  

He asks," This dressing like a girl that you do. You are pretty good at it. Do your feel that you want to be a girl? "

  I initially don't know what was going through my head.  I almost was going to be mad at him for asking such a stupid question.  Here I am, I just admitted to him that I was going to have to come out and admit to all the people that knew me that I wanted to be a woman, that I wanted to change my sex.  That I was willing to be his girl friend.  " Wait. You asked me to be your girlfriend and didn't say it was just for the weekend or any length of time. If I'm going to be your girl friend and stay in this town for a while, at some point some of my friends are going to see us together. They are going to ask questions at work.  So let me get some of the basic stuff out in the open.  I've been dressing up as a girl since I was 10.  I have never felt comfortable as who I am when I was dressed as a boy.  The only times I felt comfortable with myself was when I was dressed as a girl.  Even if I was looking at Playboy, I was always wondering what it would be like to have their smooth skin, to have nice breasts, a cute butt, to be lusted over. So I have been a crossdresser for a long time.  I've gotten more daring with it as I have now been going out in public for some time and I seem to pass. Some people, actually a lot of people seem to take me for a woman.  But being accepted as a woman while being a crossdresser is one thing, becoming a girl friend and being a girl 24/7 is different.  I have to admit I have always fantasized about it, have wished it for a long time. I've even gone as far to fantasize about being a bride.  But now that the opportunity to do it is here, I don't know if I'm brave enough to start down that path.  I'm afraid of letting the world see me for who I am on the inside.

"Wow, there is really a lot of stuff going on?  Isn't there?" He says.

I look at him and say, " Are you for real? You know that I'm really a guy. We've known each other for a few years now. You've known me as a guy.  Mind you, one that liked to dress up as a girl and sometimes act like a girl."

"Wait. Sorry.  But I seemed to have forgotten that." he says.

"What ! You've forgotten that ! Forgotten what?", I say to him raising my voice.

"I've forgotten that you aren't really a girl.  I'm sorry.  I'd been carried away with being able to spend time with you as the girl Jordon.  I forget that you are the guy Jordon inside there." He says as he points to my heart. We arrive at his place and he parks in the driveway and turns the car off,

I look at him and I can see that he seems heart broken. I reach over and take his hand. I say to him, "I would love to be your girl friend, but it's going to be complicated. It's could get  to be painful for both of us. We might get run out of town. Or maybe we will be accepted for who we are." I reach over and kiss him on the lips. "Nah, No way. Not on this earth," I say laughingly.  We kiss for a while and then get out of the car to go into his house.  He reaches into the back to get my bags. I grab one that he takes out of my hand and says, " I've got it for you."  

I reply, " You got what for me?" As I slide my hand around his butt, thinking I'm going to grab his dick.

He looks at me and smiles, and uses his head to point out that a couple of his neighbors are outside watching. I notice that they are smiling, and that one looks familiar.  Where have I see her before?

We get into his house and I'm cold and shivering after being out in the cold. He comes up to me and gives me a hug and I feel like I'm going to melt in his  arms, his hug warms me and feels that good.  We start kissing again, and things are getting a little heated up, when the door bell rings. We sort of unwrap ourselves from each other and he goes to the door.  

"Hi Michael. You probably don't remember me, but your parents and us really were good friends.  I'm so sorry that they have had to move into that assisted living apartment.  I hope they get stronger and will be able to get out and come back to the neighborhood.  We've had a standing tradition with them for many years to have dinner together on New Years Day.  I hope that you can come over in their place and enjoy a nice supper. I think we were planning on 6:00. 

Most of the time it is the man that is speaking, Then the woman starts to talk." Jordan, is that you?  I'm Sylvia, I work up on the medical floor.  It's so nice to see you out of the hospital, enjoying yourself. I hope you can come over and we can talk about all the things that we'd change to make the hospital to our liking."

I smile at her. " Yes that would be nice.  Is this a formal dress up thing?" I ask. I don't know if I have any thing fancy with me to wear. "

"Oh it's nothing real fancy, certainly not formal, but just a little elegant,  I would say a nice dress, low heels because of the weather, your could wear flats if  you want.  It's just a short walk over there,"  she says as she points to her house across the street and down one.  She turns to Michael and says," You've been there a few times. Your parents would bring you with till you were in high school.  Then you wanted to be where all the pretty girls were." then she turns to me and smiles and adds, "and he still is going after those pretty girls." 

I  blush and look at Michael, "Your call.  I do have that LBD that I could wear. "

"LBD ?" he askes

"Little black dress,  Duh!" I say.

"Oh. Okay  Yes, we will be there. What time? Should we bring anything?"

Sylvia says, "Oh. I know it's short notice. But social hour starts at 6:00 and diner is about 6:30- 6:45Oh my that's only in about one and a half hours.  I didn't realized that it was this late already. . You could bring some wine.  There always seems that there isn't enough wine, Or whatever you are drinking. Then the celebration keeps going till every one gets tired.   Which for us old people will be about 10:30 to midnight.  It varies with the conversation.  Sometimes there is dancing, depending on how much wife is drank.  Then you two can come home and still have an evening to yourselves.  But you won't have to worry about what to have for diner. "

"Okay." Michael says, "We'll be there.  I do have some wine I can bring. A white and a red."

"Great."  Sylvia says. " It will be so much more fun with you young people there. See you two later."

Sylvia and her husband Paul leave and we go back into the house.  We look at each other. I can tell that we both have that longing for each other.  You can feel the sexual tension in the air. It feels like there there is a high voltage nearby.  We go into the bedroom and look at the bed. Then both of us say at the same time, "Shit." We don't have time to do anything together or to each other.   I give a long sigh to myself.  Damn, it would be really fun to mess up these sheets again. I start getting undressed and watch Michael as he get undressed.  I can tell that he works out a bit and I wish again that we had more time alone together. 

"I'm really surprised that Sylvia didn't say something.  I know her and I work with her.  She knows that I'm a guy.  She seemed to act as if she didn't notice that I'm in girl mode."

"Well maybe she is more accepting of who you are than you think she should be." 

"Maybe." I reply.

 I'm in my bra and panties and I pullout my dress.  I dig out my black thigh highs, wishing I had some suntan tone panty hose. I guess these will do.  I sit down and start pulling them on and I can see that they certainly caught Michaels attention, as he was watching me closely.  I can see that he was starting to get hard. I smile to myself, feeling good about myself that I can get him hard from him just looking at me. I think to myself. I think I will just stay in my bra and panties, and stockings and then put on my make up. Wait till after the makeup to put on the dress, knowing that I will get him a little (hopefully a lot) hot and bothered.  I go into the bathroom and put on my make up. I can see out of the corner of my eye that he is watching me.  He's trying to be so subtle, but how many times can he walk by the door looking in at me before I catch on. 

I get done and walk out.  I go up to him and give him a quick kiss. I say," Thank you." 

He says, " What for ?"

"For making me feel desirable." As I slip the dress over my head and pull it down.  I walk over to him and stand in front of him and ask," Zip me up please?" 

He says, "Not real fast though." He steps closer to me and I feel his breath on my neck.  I can feel his hand on my lower back on the zipper. He gives me a kiss on the back of my neck.  I can feel myself getting flushed. I step back against him and can feel his hard cock against my butt. I wiggle my butt against him. He says, "You know we would end up being late.   They could tell what we were up to just by looking at us." 

I say," You telling me you don't want to?" 

"No. Definitely not saying that. I do want you, but I don't think we should right now.  Definitely after the party." He moves his hands around me and cups each of my breasts. 

I'm definitely wanting to get my own boobs now.  I say, "What you have in your hands isn't me. I wish it was me, but it isn't.  Hopefully some day.  Some day soon." 

I'm still wiggling my butt against his hard cock. He was still holding a breast in each hand.  He says," How much of these are you and how much is silicone?  You said you did take estrogen for a while, didn't you ?"

"Yes I did.  But only for a little over 2 months.  Maybe 10 weeks."

"They must have done something to you. Given you a little milk bud?"  He stops holding my breast forms, and steps back.  He starts to zip up my dress. 

Shit.  I really did like your cock between my butt cheeks.  Maybe later. Maybe later with more time. Maybe later with more time and a lot of lube. Yes.  I can wait.  I'll have to check to make sure I have  lube.

 I finish getting dressed, put ins some small tangling pearl earrings.  Find the necklace that matches and put it on. I find the lube. Michael finishes getting dressed. he has on a nice button down collar and a tie and some nice pants. I can tell that he has not lost his hard-on completely.  I want to torture it some more , but I don't want him to be embarrassed when we get to Sylvia's.  His tie is a little crooked, I go to him and straighten it.  Now it looks good. I find my heels that I brought to wear with this dress and put them on. I have to get used to walking in them before we go across the street.  There is a little snow on the ground in some places. I hope the side walks don't have any ice. 

We had dressed pretty quickly and there seems to be a lot of time before we had to leave.  I'm walking around trying to get used to heels again. Michael had put on some music earlier and he went to turn it up a little.  I saw him go into the kitchen and realized that he was taking the wine out of the fridge and putting the bottles in a sack. He left that on the counter.  He held his hand out to me, I took it and he pulled me close and started to dance.  I didn't realize what he was doing.  He pulled me closer and we started to slow dance to something that was really nice, then I realized it was Whitney Huston, I'll Always love you.  I closed my eyes and just felt happy through my entire body. I swayed in his arms and then I heard an alarm ringing.  

"What's that?" I asked.

"Oh. ummh. I set an alarm so that If we had fallen asleep. We'd be woken up in time to get to the party."

"Really? Why would you think that we'd fall asleep that hard and not wake up? Oh you were thinking that we would be in bed and naked and spent and needed to get up." I said smiling at him.  He grinned back at me.

"We should go," We both say to each other. 

I put on my coat.  It was so mismatched with the dress and heels.  I admit to myself. If you are a crossdresser and spend the money for a nice LBD, you really don't ever plan on leaving your apartment.  So you don't think you'll need a nice coat to wear with your nice dress and heels when you go to a party.  What did I wear last night.  I didn't wear a coat. I just got into the warm Uber for my ride.

Michael looked at me and said, "That looks like a guys coat. You sure you want to wear that?"

"I don't have a nice girls coat to wear." Making exclamation marks with my fingers in the air when I said girls.

"Let's see if my mom left any here. She was about your size." He pulled out a long black double breasted coat that looked very nice. 

I took it from him and noticed that it was a Ralph L.  I tried it on and was amazed that it fit.  It fit really well. I said to him," Your Mom won't mind me wearing it?"

"No. I think that she would like to see that it is still being used.  She loved nice clothes. She might have some other things that you might like."

"Well, I can wear this and it will look better than me wearing that boy's coat that I was going to wear."

He put on his coat and we left his house going across the street to the party.  It was slippery and I almost fell, but I caught Michaels arm and held on to him the rest of the way.  Why am I wearing heels and almost falling when it is so slippery.  Because I like how my legs and butt looks when I wear heels. I think.  No, I know some of the guys will be checking out my legs and butt when we are there. I think I will be the youngest girl there, so I know I am going to be checked out. 

We got to Sylvia and John's house. I didn't slip on the ice except that one time, though I was hanging on to Michael for my dear life.  We went inside and John took our coats. Inside we met  the other neighbors, Dennis and his wife, Michelle, and Jason and his wife, Susan.  They all appeared to be in their early to mid 50's.  They were all dressed really nice and appeared that they may have been partying for a while.  I am going to be the youngest girl(you know what I mean) here.  It was nice walking without having to worry about slipping.

Then Sylvia came to me and asked, "Do you want some wine, or a drink?"  

I looked around and there was some wine but, it looked like every one was having a drink.  I asked Sylvia, "What is everyone one else was having?"

"It's called an old fashion.  I like them but you have to go slow or you can get to feeling them pretty fast.  I think some of the guys have had too many already.  But it is a party and no one has to drive home. They can just walk home."

I took the drink that Silvia made for me. Michael was by my side or just in front of me. We walked through saying hi to every one and shaking hands, when I got a hard smack on my butt.  I turned and there was Jason, grinning, He says," I know I shouldn't of done that but it looked so cute as it wiggled by, that I just had to show how much I admired it."  Susan his wife was standing nest to him shaking her head, then says," My butt gets so red sometimes when he is drinking I don't think I can sit down.  I'm just glad that he only does that when he is drinking and that he doesn't drink very often."

Michael turns and looks at me. He has a little smile on his face and asks," that sounded like it hurt, Did it?"

I smile, " No, just my dignity. It was sort of different. I've not been smacked on my butt before. I'll let you do it when we get back to your house."

He smiles, and says." Oh boy, That will be fun."

The drinks are tasty and do go down quickly. I can feel a buzz after the first as Michael goes to get us a refill. We walk down a hallway between the living room and the kitchen and stop in the entry into the living room.  Everyone seems to stop talking and looking at us.  I feel very self conscious all of a sudden.  We both seem like we were wide eyed deer in the head lights, when Silvia tells us, "You guys are standing under the Mistletoe. Show us a kiss,"

We give each other a quick peck, then there is booing, with every one saying "that wasn't much of a kiss, give her a really good kiss."  We give each other a longer kiss and it seems that doesn't satisfy them either. So we take each other into our arms and give a long kiss, (there is some tongue fighting).  Soon we hear, "Hey, why don't you go get a room." 

We stop kissing and start to laugh as the whole room seems to be doing. I've had 3 drinks now and dinner it just starting(finally!). We go and sit in the dining room, Silvia is sitting on the end, I'm on her right, Michael is next to me, Jason is next to Michael,  John is on the other end, Susan is opposite Jason, Michelle is next to Susan and Dennis is on Silvia's left side. 

We have dinner and have pleasant conversation.  Because I'm the new one here, and I suppose because I'm "the new girl" here, I'm asked a lot of questions.  Are you from here?  How long have you been here?  Where do you work? What do you do there? How long have you worked there? How long have the two of you been dating?  Do you live together?  It seemed like a lot of questions, but it was just conversation.  It made dinner go by so much faster. Dinner was over and Silvia asked if everyone wanted desert. Seemed that everyone one did.  She gave everyone a choice: angel food cake or her magic brownies.  The crowd was split 50/50.  

Sylvia looked at me and asked," Young lady, would you be so kind as to give a hand?" 

"Sure," I said, getting up and going into the kitchen with her and taking a couple of plates with me. 

She took my plates that I carried and told me to cut the brownies in to some manageable pieces.  I started to to that.  She started to cut the angel food cake. She askes, " Have you come out or what's the deal?  I don't mean to be rude. but I know you as a guy that I work with, but I've seen you at work and I know that you have worn makeup and lipstick before. I think I even saw you wearing  some cute earrings a couple of times."  She went to the fridge and got out a tub of Ice cream and some strawberries that were blended to make a thick syrup . It looked like something I would see on the food network that I love to watch.

" I haven't really thought about coming out.  I don't know how accepting they would be.  I don't know if I'd get fired.  What do your think?

"Well all of the nurses like you.  We can tell you are on the edge of transgender or whatever term it is.  We all see you. I think there isn't a one of us that wouldn't accept you in our bath room or locker room.   I think there are people in the administration that know you or know of you and I don't think that they care what gender you want to be.  You are good at your job and that's what is important to them.  And I know there have been a few patients that have wondered if that good looking nurse is married or has a boy friend.  So I think you can come out if you want.  Every one here has accepted you as Michael's girl friend.  If I was a girl I think I would consider him a good catch."

I resumed cutting the brownies up into 4x4 inch squares. I had messed up on one and I was eating up my mistakes.  She noticed and told me, "Be careful with how much you eat."

I said, "Why ?They taste great.  Though they have a little odd taste to them."

She looks at me and asks, "Why do you think I call them magic brownies?" 

I look at her, and then the light goes of over my head, "These have pot in them?"

She smiles, "It is legal here in this state you know. It works real well for the arthritis pain I get in my back and hips. So I just have a little in a tea that I make for myself in the evening.  Then it helps me sleep so  much better to."

I finish dishing up a few bowls of brownies and ice cream and head into the dining room.  I sit down next to Michael. Sylvia sits down and says, "Happy new year to you all. I hope this year brings happiness and success to you all."  Michael moves his hand over and takes my hand and gives it a squeeze then keeps holding it.  I look over at him and smile. Would this be what it would be like to be a girl full time and be his girl friend. This is really nice.

We eat our desert, and I help Sylvia with the dishes, and load them into the dishwasher. Some one put on some soft music and I could see one of the couples dancing together. That is so sweet.

I walk in and Michael is standing watching them.  He smiles at me and askes if I would dance with him. He takes my hand an pulls me close. His arms seem to envelope me.  I snuggle into him and rest my head on his shoulder.  I think the pot is starting to kick in. I've done it before and it makes me so unbelievably horny. I can feel Michael is feeling the effects of me leaning against him with my whole body.   Suddenly I'm aware of Michael's hand moving down my butt.  I look and see that the man in the other dancing couple has his hand on his wife's butt too.  But he is very obviously squeezing it.  I can hear her giggling and telling him to stop, but she isn't pushing his hand away. 

We dance to another song and decide to sit down.  Michael pulls me to walk in front of him. and I just know that it's because he has this flagpole sticking out in the front of his pants.

Sylvia teases him saying, " You sure can tell that you two like dancing with each other."

Michael is very embarrassed and sits down.  There aren't any more empty chairs and I sit on the arm of the chair that he is sitting in.  Soon I'm sliding into the chair next to him. We try to share the chair but there just isn't enough room for the two of us. I get up to move to another chair and he holds me and has me sit on his lap. I lean back and put my arm around his neck as he puts his arm around my waist.  I can feel his flag pole with my butt. There is one part of me that thinks that I'm going to hurt him, but the other part of me knows that isn't the case.  That part of me seems to be wanting to make sure that Michael's flag pole gets a great massage from my butt as I seem to be shifting my weight from one cheek to the next.

One couple announces that they have to go home it's late for them.  I noted that it is the couple that he was squeezing her butt while they danced.

With that Michael and I looked at each other and seemed to agree telepathically that it was time for us to go home too.  We got our coats and as we were leaving Sylvia gave each of us a hug. As she was hugging me she asks, in a whisper, "Which Jordan am going to see on Tuesday."  I smile at her and say, "You'll see me." She pulls back and looks at me somewhat strangely and says, "I would love to see you there." Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek, which kind of threw me off. 

We put on our coats and told everyone good by and thanked Sylvia and John for inviting us.  We walk out the door and John takes my hand.  We get about half way down the drive way when I slip on some ice.  I don't fall, but it frightens me enough that I hang on to Michael. Now instead of walking holding hands, I am clinging to his right arm. We get to his house and I am taking little baby steps. I notice that it has gotten much colder outside.  We get to his house and step inside. He takes my coat and hangs it up in a closet by the door.  I am shivering. I takes me in his arms and pulls me close. I can feel the warmth of his body and I pull him closer to me.  We kiss and then it seems to start to get real warm in his house. I start to unbutton his shirt and he unzips my dress. As I step back and let the dress fall to the floor. He cups my left breast form in his hand.  I realize, "Shit.  I need to take these off."

"What ?" He says,

"I've had these glued in place for way too long.  I was suppose to take them off this morning but put it off taking them off." 

" Rats.  I liked your boobs."

"Yeah. Me too.  I wish they were real. but the adhesive can cause some serious irritation if I leave them on too long. I'm already about 12 hours overdue." 

"Do you need help?"

I smile at him, "After I get them off, I'll have to rub a lotion on them the help the skin not react too badly.  You could help with that." 

" Okay." he says as he lets me out of his arms.  

I head to the bedroom  and shut the door. I take off my bra and start feeling for a seam where the the forms attach to my skin.  I start peeling it off my skin and can see that my skin is just a little pink beneath the form.  I should use a different adhesive. But this has the longest attachment time and can be used in water.  After a long time I get them off.  I start to put some lotion. Is it scented and smells of coconut.  I finish and find a bra that I brought for when I don't have my boobs on, and put it on.  I look in  the mirror.  My hair could use a little brushing, but thinking of Michael waiting for me, I shrug it off.  I walk out and he is sitting on the couch. He is wearing his button up shirt and has the shirt untucked.  I am obviously feeling the effects of the magic brownies.  I am now really horny.  I walk to the couch. I stand in front of him between his legs.  I'm in my bra, panties and thigh highs.  I kneel between his legs and put my arms on his thighs. 

He looks at me and smiles.  I take that as a sign for me to go ahead.  I reach up and undo his belt and pull it apart. I unbutton his pants and start to unzip him.  He raises his hand holding up his index finger, as a signal to stop. He then motions me to come up to him.  I crawl up his body and he takes my head in his hands  and kisses me.  It was a long and passionate kiss.  Now, I'm feeling that my bra and panties and stockings are too many clothes.   I'm laying on top of him and can feel his hard cock beneath my stomach. I slowly move back and forth to tease it a little.  We stop kissing and I start to move down to resume my undressing him I unzip him and his cock finds the opening and starts to poke out, I rub my hand across it and start to take a hold of it. I look up and he is looking at me, holding his finger up again.  

Shit.  Let me have it.  Don't tease me any more.

I move up and we kiss again.  He moves around and and starts to kiss my neck. then moves to my ear, and says, "I want to make love to you."

That is something that I was not expecting.  I say, "Okay.  Here ?"

"Oh. No. In bed."

I smile at him.  " I do have lube. But I don't know if I have any condoms.  I'm not sure if I have a single one."  Why would I bring lube If I didn't bring any condoms.  That's not a smart move.

" Why condoms, You can's get pregnant. Can you? " He says smiling at me.

" Yes,  but you can get poop on your dick. And that thought is not at all appetizing." 

He gets up and lets his pants fall to the floor. But keeps wearing his boxers. He walks into the bathroom, looks into his shaving kit and then says, "Found a couple."

I get up and walk to where he is standing and smile at him. He goes back into the Living room and turns off the light. I'm standing in the door way into the bedroom. He walks up to me and stands real close and then kisses me again. He pulls me close and his cock is really a flagpole now.  I grab it through his boxers and pull him onto the bed.  I unbutton his shirt and he shrugs it off.  I toss it on the floor.  He reaches for my ass and gives it a squeeze .  He looks at my ass and says, "You have a hand print on your cheek." 

"Really?" I say.

"Yes. Let me kiss it to make it feel better." He starts to take off my thong.

"Please don't tear them off. I just got them and I would rather keep them on, if that's okay?"  Now, I'm really happy that I have the thigh highs on. I can feel like I'm dressed, but I'm not.  I go into the bath room and remove  my breast forms.  It took a while and the skin under them is pink and irritated and sensitive.

I get back to him and pull off  his boxers.  His cock is just as beautiful as last night.  Except now it looks so much bigger.  He wants to put that in me. Glad I have sort of practiced this at home by myself. Wish I had used something bigger. 

He starts to take off my panties again and I ask him to wait. He does the same with my bra, but I  just let him pull the shoulder straps off so my bra is not really covering my boobs but is on me.  

He pulls my bra down farther and then cups my left breast.  Then he lightly moves his hands over my nipples. I am a little chilled so they are erect and because the are erect they are fairly sensitive.  He moves his head down and takes a nipple into his mouth.  He bites it somewhat tenderly then pulls it ways from my body, then lets it go from his mouth, then he takes it into his mouth again and sucks it.  Oh, my. That really feels good.  Please keep that up.  I'll give you a half hour to stop that.  

He takes a nipple into his mouth again and starts to suck on it real hard. at the same time is pinching my other nipple just enough for it to hurt.  He keeps doing it and doesn't let up.  Finally after a couple of minutes of this he lets go.  The blood starts to return to my nip and is seems (hard to believe) even more sensitive.  He moves His mouth over to it and kisses it, takes it into his mouth and starts sucking again.  I feel like I could orgasm from this if he keeps it up. 

He pulls away from me.  I've had my hand wrapped around his cock.  I wasn't going to let it get away. 

"I want to make love to you now."  He says

" Okay." I say.  Thinking. it's about time.

He looks at me. Kisses me. Then looks down at my pelvis, Then asks," Are you going to take your thong off, or can I?"

I look at him, "Can I keep them on.  It's just a thong so you could just pull it aside. If I take too many things off, I sometimes stop feeling like a girl.  I hope that make sense to you."

"I don't think of you in any way except as a girl."

I reach up and give him a big hug and kiss. " Where's your condom." wiggling his cock some.  " Do you have some lube close by?  Or should I get it out of my bag."

"Maybe your bag.  I don't even know how old the stuff I have is."

I get up out be and almost forget to let go of his cock.  He give a little yelp.  

"Ooops, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry." I stop for a second and bend down and give his cock a little kiss. "I hope that makes it feel better."

I go to my bag and fish around. "Got it." 

As I turn around I see that he is putting on the condom. I say," Sometime I would like to try putting it on with my mouth. You know how they say some girls can do that."

"Yeah. It's every guys fantasy.  But I'm sure that they must practice a lot." 

I get a towel from the bathroom while I'm up.

 I crawl into bed. I shake the bottle of lube. There is plenty of it left. I squirt some on my hand, then put my index and middle finger into it.  I reach behind myself and feel my butthole. I smear some around the outside, the one finger inside and then the other one. I try to stretch my inside some.  I get done with myself.  I take the lube that I have in my hand yet and rub it on his cock. I smear it all around. I'm almost giving him a hand job, When he asks, "Is that enough?"

 "I hope so. The more lube the easier things go. Are you ready?"

"Yes." He says. "but I've not done anal before. Have you?

"Not with another guy. But I have some toys that I've played with. lets just go slow. You are bigger than any of the toys I've played with, so it will be something.  I want to say a challenge.  Can I get that big boy in my ass?  Hope so.  Too many sissy hypno's.  Then I can be a good girl.

"How do you want to do this?"

"How about I lie on my back and then you lift my legs up and rest them on your shoulders. Then you can enter me. Then we are face to face and we can kiss and see each other."

"Okay."

I move over to the center of the bed and give my butt a little wiggle.  He gets between my legs and lifts them, putting a leg on each of his shoulders.  I reach down and take his cock into my hand.  He smiles at me.  

"Come towards me. I'll guide you in."

He leans forward and I can feel his cock pushing against my hole. 

I can feel it stretching me. There's a slight pain. I gasp. He stops. " Are you okay?"

"Yes. I just need to let it stretch me. It has to go slow. Let's start again."

He leans and start pushing against my hole. I gasp again.  This time he stops but doesn't pull back.  I say, "Okay."

He pushes again, slowly.  I can feel him going inside me. Then like his coxk  passes through a muscle inside me that was resisting the entry, it relaxes and it seems to say, Hello stranger, come on in. Then there is a wave of pleasure that passes over me.  I sigh and give a sort of soft moan.

I look up at him and smile.  He is bigger than my toys, but he is soft and gentle.

He asks," You okay?"

I smile at him, " Yes. Very Okay."

He starts to go in and out, not coming out but close.  He gets just beyond the welcome sign and then enters, and I get the wave of pleasure.  He goes deeper now and I can feel him touching my prostate. It gives my a little zing.  

Pretty soon he is going at a pretty good pace.  I'm really glad that he is pretty fit. 

We kiss a few times and we are really making love.  It feels so wonderful.  After a while I feel like I'm turning into a pretzel.  He asks, " Do you want to change positions?"

"Yes," I say, " but I don't know what I would like to try."

"Do you want to try being on top?" he asks.

OMG.  I've never been a top.  Well technically I've always been a top when I ride a dildo.  I guess this is just like that.  I hope I can get it where he was hitting my P spot.

"Okay. I'll try that."

He rolls off of me.  I sit up as he moves to a lying on his back position. He still definitely has a flag pole.  I move so that I'm straddling him, we are facing each other, I'm on his stomach. I reach behind me and left myself up a bit and take his cock and I slowly sit on it. It goes in pretty easy now.  I still get the pleasant feeling as it passes past that muscle inside. I sit down completely and I can feel that he fills me a little more in this position.  I like it.  I start riding him sitting up and then sliding back down on it.  This really does feel good.  I am getting a little more vigorous.  But I just can't get him to hit that spot in this position.  

"Would you mind if I turn around?" I ask.

"No. I like looking at your face, but I don't mind looking at your butt." he says.

How am I going to do this. I don't want his cock to come out of me.  I'll try this.

I sit down and feel his whole cock become buried in my ass.  This feels really good, no wonder girls like to feel a big long cock in them. I move my legs to his right side and lift my butt. I feel his cock rotate inside me.  I settle down again and move my legs, then lift my butt, feeling his cock rotate inside me.  I really feel like I'm getting screwed now.  I lift my left leg over his legs and slide up and down on his cock.  Yes, It's hitting the spot now. I lean forward and rest my hands on his thighs.  Now I can just rock back and forth on his cock. Yes that's the spot.  I start to rock back and forth, feeling him going in and out.  Each time I hit the spot.  I know I am going to cum pretty soon.   I keep this up for awhile and I am so close to cuming.  I can feel it building up in me.

He asks, "Do you want to try another position?"

"Huh?" I am lost in my world. "Uhm. Okay." Hard to say no to the guy that is attached to this cock.

I lean forward to get off his cock and am sort of in the doggy position. 

"Yeah. lets try that one." he says.  

I'm pretty stoned now and would do anything he says. He moves up behind me and I can feel him sliding his cock into me.  I don't know if I'm gaping, but he sure slides into me easy. I feel his hands on my hips and he starts to rock back and forth. He hits the spot every time, but seems to be hitting it harder each time he hits it.  I think I going to cum pretty quickly now.  He is pulling me back and forth on his cock, and I can feel my self pushing against him. I can feel his balls hitting my scrotum.  I can hear my butt being slapped by his pelvis.   I have my ass up in the air and am resting on my elbows.

"OMG." I cry as I cum. 

"Just a little bit longer for me.  Just a little bit more" He says.

"OMG, I think I'm going to cum again."  I shudder. I feel like I've had a small electrical charge go off in my body. "Oh shit. OMG. I've never done that. OH. Oh no Oh yes."  As I have another. OMG".  What the hell.  I can't believe that I've just had three orgasms. OMG. at one time. 

I can hear Michael panting. and he has really increased his tempo. And he is hitting my spot again.  I can feel another one coming.  "OOHH... " I cry out. He gives a loud grunt.  I can feel his cock pulsating inside me.  I wonder if I would feel his cum inside me if he wasn't wearing a condom.

I lean forward. and Michael falls on top of me.  His cock still inside me.  I smile to myself, this is something I could get used to. 

We are both exhausted.  I can feel that Michael has started to get soft and has slipped out of me.  Dang.   He crawls off of me and puts his head on the pillow.  I move up next to him and he slips his arm around me.  We are spooning.   His breathing has gotten relaxed and regular and I think that he is falling a sleep.  He then pulls me close to him, his head is behind and next to mine. I hear him mutter something.

"What did you say," I ask.

"Hmm.  I love you Jordan." He says.

"What !! ?" I asked, but it's obvious he is asleep.