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My Wife, My Partner
by Karen Kay (karen@karenkayonline.com)

***

A husband is caught cross dressing and his wife gets 
angry. She has a change of heart when her friend 
encourages her to allow him to continue. She also 
encourages her to start dating a black man. (MF, cd, 
voy, bi, intr, rom)

***

Jerry couldn’t believe it had been six weeks since that 
dreaded night that his wife came home early from her 
usual Thursday night card game with the girls and 
caught him in that dreadful act.

How could he have been so stupid and let it happen so 
easily? It was something that he enjoyed doing since he 
was fourteen years old and now he had been caught by 
his own wife.

Tammy was so angry at him that night that she almost 
packed his bags and made him move out of the house that 
night but she didn’t. He spent four weeks sleeping in 
their guests’ bedroom and it wasn’t until he had 
apologized to her numerous times and said that he would 
never do it again before she finally gave in and 
allowed him back in their bed again.

She still wouldn’t allow him to have sex with her, not 
after that night. Jerry pleaded with her the other 
night, almost begging her to have sex but she was still 
too angry and hurt.

Jerry knew that Tammy had confided with her best friend 
at work concerning their marital problems and Jerry was 
upset. He felt so embarrassed and hurt that Tammy had 
told someone his little secret.

Jerry had overheard Tammy talking on the phone the 
other night to this woman whose name is Jean. It almost 
seemed as if they were planning something, maybe 
revenge or maybe this woman was trying to talk Tammy 
into divorcing him.

After all, it wasn’t as if he went out screwing another 
woman. Why wouldn’t she just let it go and forget that 
it even happened?

 They had been married for seven years and Jerry loved 
Tammy with all his heart. He remembered meeting her on 
a blind date and how beautiful she was. They were both 
fresh out of college and both working in real estate.

They had met at the company Christmas party and were 
married the following spring. They began working as a 
team and were very successful at selling homes. 

Tammy had long red hair and he loved redheads’ and she 
was very slim with long legs but very well endowed. Her 
tiny waist seemed to enhance her bust size even more.

Jerry wasn’t much larger than his wife, they were the 
same height and he had always been skinny. Jerry didn’t 
think he weighed any more than his wife.

They were both going to turn thirty next year and they 
were so successful that they bought a million-dollar 
house and both had luxury cars. They just didn’t have 
any time for kids right now, they were so busy trying 
to get everything they wanted before they settled down 
with children.

Tammy was talking on the phone that very moment with 
her friend Jean. Jean was another agent down at the 
office where he and Tammy worked. 

Jerry had wondered how many of the other agents knew 
what he had done. He just couldn’t believe his own wife 
would spill the beans to her best friend on him.

***

After dinner that night, he and Tammy had settled down 
and were working on a few updates on some listings 
together when Tammy stopped what she was doing on the 
computer and turned to Jerry and gave him a hug.

"Jerry. I’m really sorry I’ve been so hard on you these 
past few weeks. It’s just that I was very hurt when I 
came home and found you the way I did that day."

Jerry gave her another hug and they kissed and Tammy 
looked into his eyes and smiled as she held his hands 
and knew she has something else to day to him.

"I’ve been talking to Jean and we had a long talk about 
what had happened that night and I think I’ve been very 
unfair to you. I think we should have talked about what 
had happened a lot sooner and got everything out in the 
open."

Tammy reached up and held his chin in her hand and 
kissed his lips gently. Jerry was beginning to feel so 
much better after all this time. Tammy was finally 
letting it go and moving on.

"Honey. I’ve decided to allow you to continue doing 
what you enjoy. I understand perfectly well how you 
feel and I don’t want to deny you of your little 
hobby."

Jerry looked into Tammy’s eyes knowing that she was 
being very honest and sincere and it caused him to 
smile back at her knowing that she understood.

That night was the first time that he and Tammy had sex 
in more than six weeks and she was being so much 
different that night. Tammy seemed to be concentrated 
on studying Jerry rather then enjoying sex with him. 

She was treating him so much differently that it made 
him paranoid to what she was thinking.

Tammy studied every inch of Jerry’s body, running the 
palms of her hands along his legs and thigh’s and 
feeling his slim waist and small shoulders. 

Tammy even made him laugh that night when she compared 
his legs to her own legs, telling him how long and slim 
his were, just like her own and how soft his skin felt 
against her own. 

They were laying in bed cuddling and Tammy was stroking 
his hair and looking into his eyes. Jerry knew she was 
thinking about something. He knew her very well. 

She lowered her hand and began rubbing it along his 
chest and played with his nipples. She began to laugh 
as she thought about something but didn’t share her 
thoughts with him. 

They were both naked and there was only the dim light 
on in the room but Jerry could defiantly see something 
in her eyes that scared him a little.

Tammy jumped out of bed giggling and opened one of her 
drawers and pulled an article of clothing out and held 
it behind her back and leaped back into the bed and 
playfully smiled at Jerry holding the object behind her 
back.

"What’s wrong? Why are you laughing and what do you 
have behind your back?"

"I got something I want you to try on for me. Close 
your eyes and let me put it on you."

I closed my eyes and waited for Tammy to put whatever 
she was holding on me. She was giggling as she lifted 
my feet, one at a time and I felt her pulling 
underpants up my legs so I lifted my rear off the bed 
so she could pull them up.

They were very tight and she playfully snapped the 
elastic and said, "OK. Open your eyes now."

I looked down to see what she had put on me, and was 
shocked and hurt when I saw that she had slipped a pink 
pair of panties on me. I immediately thought she was 
making a joke out of what happened but quickly defended 
her action.

"Jerry. I thought this would make you happy knowing 
that I’m willing to accept your cross-dressing 
activities. I just wanted you to feel comfortable doing 
it around me. There isn’t any reason why you have to 
hide your secret from me. I love you and accept you the 
way you are."

I felt uncomfortable laying in bed with a dainty pair 
of women’s pink panties on me. I looked down and saw 
that they were very tiny and well below my navel. 

"Jerry. Why don’t you stand up and go look in the 
mirror and see how they look on you?"

I was very hesitant about getting out of bed wearing 
something like this in front of my wife but she seemed 
to be interested so I got out of bed and looked at 
myself in the full length mirror.

Tammy got out of the bed behind me and adjusted the 
elastic around my hips and gave my ass a gentle squeeze 
than slapped it.

"Do you know that you can fit into my panties? We’re 
almost the same size except up here?"

Tammy was pointing at her large tits as she walked over 
to her dresser and pulled out a black bra’s from the 
drawer. She walked over and started to put the thing on 
me as I tried to resist her.

"Jerry. Don’t be ashamed, we’ll try it on you and see 
how it looks."

I allowed my wife to put the bra around my chest and 
waited patently as she snapped the hooks in the back. 
She helped me slip the shoulder straps in place and ran 
over to her dresser again and got a couple pairs of 
socks and stuffed them inside the cups of the bra.

Tammy was really getting into this as she stood back 
looking at me wearing the panties and bra. She walked 
back to the dresser and got out her tape measure and 
measured my hips and waist and than stood back 
giggling.

"Do you know that we have the same size hips? My waist 
is four inches smaller than yours and without the 
padding in the bra, we’re no comparison."

Tammy was getting more out of this little dress-up game 
than I was as I watched her walk around me checking me 
out. Tammy ran to the closet and she came out laughing 
like a little girl with a pair of heels in her hands.

"Jerry. Give these a try and see how they fit you. You 
have small feet and we might get lucky."

I couldn’t believe what my wife was doing as she gave 
me the black heels. I sat down on the edge of the bed 
and tried slipping one on. It was tight but I was able 
to twist the show enough until it slipped on my foot.

Tammy helped me tie the buckle and I slipped on the 
other heel and waited until she snapped that shoe. I 
stood up and tried to walk over to the mirror to see 
how I looked. The heels made me look much taller, they 
we spiked and opened toes and I loved seeing Tammy 
wearing them.

She had me turn in front of the mirror to see how good 
my legs looked wearing the heels. She tugged on the 
panties until she slipped them down my legs and rushed 
to the drawer and pulled out a black pair and helped me 
slip into them.

She was really getting into this and I was beginning to 
get as excited as she was and she knew it. I had never 
felt so excited in all the years I had been dressing 
up. 

Tammy walked into the closet and brought out a black 
dress she hadn’t wore in a couple years. She wanted me 
to try it on so she helped me get into it. It was made 
out of a satin material and clung to my body.

I never really realized how much that my body size 
resembled Tammy’s as far as my hips and my weight. I 
got pushed around when I was a kid because I was built 
so small. Even my arms and hands were dainty and I 
didn’t have big shoulders like most men.

Tammy had picked out this dress because it didn’t show 
very much cleavage and since I wore a bra that was 
stuffed with socks, you really couldn’t tell the 
difference.
 
My wife had another surprise for me when she kneeled 
down and took out a box from under the bed.

Tammy opened the small cardboard box and took out a 
blonde wig. It was the wig I had bought a couple years 
ago and the exact wig that she caught me wearing that 
dreadful day six weeks ago.

I had thought she had tossed it out in the garbage long 
ago but here she was smiling and getting ready to put 
it on my head. I helped her adjust the wig on my head 
and she picked up her comb and started to comb the 
hair.

It was long and the hair came down past my shoulders, 
Tammy fluffed it out and had me walk in front of the 
full length mirror. She seemed more thrilled with the 
way I looked than I was and gave me a little kiss on my 
chin and held her arm around my waist.

Tammy was moving her hand down to my ass and began 
rubbing her hand across the material of the dress. She 
gave me a very passionate kiss on my lips as we 
embraced.

I had never felt so relieved in my whole life, here I 
was standing next to my wife all dressed up and I felt 
good. So many years of hiding my secret from everyone 
and now my wife was helping me. I just couldn’t believe 
my luck.

We talked about having me put on lipstick and other 
makeup but it was getting late so I started to take off 
the dress and Tammy stopped me. She gave me another 
kiss and a hug and smiled at me.

"I never had sex with another woman before."

I was so surprised to hear my wife say that to me but 
we got in bed with me still dressed and she straddled 
my face while I licked her pussy. She had a very 
intense orgasm a few minutes later and after that she 
moved down and slipped off my panties and pulled the 
dress up around my waist and mounted herself on my 
cock.

We screwed so intensely for the next hour that I 
thought I was going to cry. My wife had made me so 
happy and she really seemed very pleased and excited 
herself. Tammy told me just before we went to sleep 
that night that she fantasized about doing it with 
another woman for years and I finally made her dream 
come true.

I thought about what she said as I fell asleep and 
realized that I was fulfilling her fantasy as well as 
my own.

I woke up late the next morning, it was Saturday so I 
really didn’t have anything to do that day. Tammy was 
already up and I saw the clothes I had been wearing the 
night before laid out on the chair.

So it wasn’t a dream after all, I felt so relieved 
knowing that I wasn’t dreaming last night. I got up and 
used the bathroom and put on my robe and walked out to 
the kitchen to see if Tammy had made the coffee.

Tammy had made the coffee and I poured a cup and walked 
toward the front room. I could hear Tammy talking on 
the cell phone and could barely hear but wondered whom 
she was talking to so early in the morning.

A tip toed a little closer so I could hear Tammy and 
leaned against the wall near the hallway.

"Yeah... He did... No... Even the heels... I think I 
will... Do you think so? Well you know he would 
probably like that to... Yeah... Maybe I should... I’ll 
give it some thought and I’ll call you later... OK... 
Yeah... Bye..."

Tammy was walking in my direction and I pretended to 
just be walking into the room.

"Oh... Good morning sleepy head... How is my little 
girl doing this morning?"

I smiled at Tammy as she kissed my lips, I had many 
thoughts going through my head at that moment. She was 
actually joking around and calling me her little girl 
this morning. What I really wanted to know was whom she 
was speaking to on the phone and why was she sharing 
what we had done last night together with another 
person.

I had thought that we would keep this our little secret 
but I was wrong.

"Huh... Honey... Did I hear you talking to someone out 
here?"

"Oh... I was just talking to a client that wanted to 
see a house tomorrow."

I was feeling a little confused because I had heard 
Tammy talking about heels and I was sure she was 
referring about me. It was too early in the morning to 
get in an argument about something I really wasn’t sure 
about and we had such a good time last night that I 
didn’t want to ruin it now.

Tammy and I stopped by the office later that morning, 
things were slow so we returned home with nothing 
really planned. I was sitting on the sofa when my wife 
walked out of the bedroom completely naked and sat on 
my lap and kissed me on the lips.

"Why don’t you get naked and we’ll take a bath 
together?"

I smiled and kissed her and took her hand and followed 
her into the bedroom. I got my clothes off in a hurry 
and went into the bathroom where Tammy was waiting for 
me I was surprised to see her standing next to the sink 
with the stuff she uses to wax her legs.

"Honey. I thought we should get rid of that hair on 
your legs, you’ll feel so much smoother when we make 
love and you’ll be able to wear stockings or shorts."

I went along with it and found it very erotic and 
exciting. Here I was having my wife removing all of my 
hair on my legs so I’d be smooth as a baby.
 
Tammy even used her shaver on my face doing the 
delicate task of shaving me and using her hair remover 
in a few spots. She always laughed about my hair 
anyway. I was never able to grow much facial hair to 
begin with and we joked about it many times.

We took a bath together when we were finished removing 
all of my hair. Tammy sprinkled her bath oil in the 
water and both of us came out of the tub smelling nice 
and sweet.

Tammy had a bunch of ideas in her head and wanted to go 
out shopping for fake nails and new clothes that I 
could wear instead of wearing her stuff. 

We even picked up a bunch of makeup and new high heel 
shoes that afternoon. I was actually a little 
overwhelmed by my wife’s eagerness to help me dress so 
well.

We were so tired from all the shopping that afternoon 
that we just laid around the house that evening when 
Tammy got the idea of having me dress up the following 
day and we would go out and have lunch together.

She wanted to do the works on me and have me go out 
with her as a woman. I’d only fooled around at the 
house in the past and I told her I was too nervous to 
even try but she insisted and reassured me that she 
could do such a good job on me that nobody would ever 
know the difference.

Tammy spent two hours getting me ready that Sunday 
morning and when she was finished, I was a work of art! 
We both wore floral dresses and I had a pair of red 
high heels and a matching purse. 

I let Tammy drive and ducked when we were backing out 
of the driveway on our way out. We drove to a large 
restaurant way on the other side of town and I was 
nervous going in because the place was full of people.

Tammy encouraged me and I felt more relaxed and we 
ordered lunch, I practiced speaking and gave the 
waitress my order without her even noticing anything 
strange. Tammy said I looked perfect and nobody would 
ever be able to notice and she was right.

We drove back home and when the garage door came down 
once we were inside the garage, I felt so relieved that 
we actually got away with it.


Chapter 2 


During the next few weeks, Tammy and I played around 
the house with my new clothes and she showed me how to 
apply makeup and do my hair and we went out to lunch 
every weekend for lunch.

My only concern was that Tammy spoke to her friend on 
the phone every evening and I know she was giving that 
person a blow by blow description of what we were 
doing.

Tammy and I were getting ready for bed one evening and 
I could tell she had something on her mind to say and 
she surprised me just before I turned out the light by 
asking me a question.

"Jerry... Have you ever thought about doing it with 
another man? I thought... Since you like to dress up 
like a woman... You don’t have to be afraid to tell me 
the truth."

Tammy’s question did catch me off guard and I looked 
over at her and said. "Tammy. I’m not gay if that’s 
what you are getting at."

"Honey... I know your not gay... I was just wondering 
if you ever fantasized about being with another man and 
pretending you are doing everything a woman would do 
for a man."

I didn’t know how to answer her question because I 
think I may have fantasized about it several times but 
how could I tell her it was only a fantasy and not 
something I really wanted to do.

I gave Tammy a kiss and put my hand on the back of her 
head, "It’s only been a fantasy but I’m not interested 
in doing it."

We went to sleep soon after I answered Tammy, but I 
wondered if she was wondering if I had gay tendencies 
and really wanted to go there. 

Several weeks had passed and I was getting really good 
at applying makeup and I bought another wig to wear 
with my ensemble. It has long red hair and matched 
Tammy’s in color and length.

Tammy bought me breast forms through the mail and with 
the red hair and the breast forms, we could pass for 
sisters.

We were going out three or four times a week now, 
hitting clubs and restaurants and my wardrobe began to 
grow as well. It began to get more common for me to 
stay dressed in drag than being a man.

Since we worked together in real estate as a team, I 
decided to work mostly from our office at home while 
Tammy met the public, shaking hands and kissing babies. 
Our little setup seemed to be working fairly well and I 
would show myself at the office for our monthly 
meetings.

Lucky for us that our house set back off the street and 
our neighbors were several hundred feet away, so I was 
able to dress as a woman almost twenty-four hours a 
day.

Tammy actually enjoyed me staying home because I did 
all the house cleaning and cooking. One afternoon, 
Tammy walked in the door very excited and I thought she 
had won the lottery or something.

Once she calmed down, we sat on the sofa holding hands. 
"Oh Jerry. You’ll never guess what had happen today."

She was smiling and so happy that I knew it was 
something really big. "Tell me. What happened?"

"Do you know that property along the coast? The one 
they were asking thirty million dollars?"

I smiled, "Yes. The one everyone has been trying to 
sell for the past two years?"

"Yes... I sold it this afternoon... Well... I got him 
to sign the contract at lunch to buy it... He is a 
developer and they are going to build a bunch of 
condo’s there."

I gave Tammy a big hug and we kissed smearing each 
other’s lipstick and just laughed. I was so excited for 
my wife. We wiped each other’s face and hugged.

I was very excited for Tammy, there would be a huge 
commission along with a bonus the seller was offering 
and I opened a bottle of wine that evening while we ate 
dinner and celebrated.

We made a toast, and that’s when I noticed that Tammy 
wasn’t wearing her wedding and engagement ring. I was a 
little concerned because Tammy never took them off 
since we were married.

"Tammy. Where are your rings? Why aren’t you wearing 
them?"

Tammy put her wine glass on the table. The expression 
on her face showed guilt as she starred down at the 
table.

Tammy starred at the table with her lips parted and I 
knew she was trying to figure out what to say to me.

"Honey. I...Uh... Wanted to get this contract signed... 
So... I met Mark for lunch... And... Ah... Well. Uh... 
Jean thought it would be a good idea if I had lunch 
with Mark... An uh... Maybe I could give him the idea 
that... I was single... Flirt with him a little..."

My heart sank at that moment and I leaned back in the 
chair. I was upset and got up and walked into the 
bedroom. I was very hurt and didn’t know what to say to 
Tammy.

Tammy walked up behind me and put her arms around my 
waist. "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I wanted 
Mark to sign that contract so I did something that I 
shouldn’t have today."

Nothing else was said and Tammy walked out of the room 
leaving me alone. I knew that Jean had been giving my 
wife her advice. She was Tammy’s best friend and single 
herself and I couldn’t even begin to imagine what she 
had been telling my wife to do.

***

Later that evening, we were preparing for bed and we 
hadn’t talked to each other all evening. I was 
reluctant to remain angry at my wife and gave her a 
gentle kiss on her neck.

Tammy turned and we hugged each other and she began 
crying on my shoulder. I allowed her to cry and get it 
out of her system. 

"I shouldn’t have listened to Jean. She’s helped me 
with so much these past few weeks and I thought I was 
doing the right thing... I should have known better... 
I didn’t listen to her about the hormones and I 
shouldn’t have taken her advice on this."

"You mentioned hormones? What are you talking about?"

Tammy wiped her eyes and walked over to the dresser and 
opened the bottom drawer and put several large pill 
bottles on top of the dresser.

"Jean had a friend who work’s at a pharmacy and he can 
get these hormone pills without a prescription. Jean 
had suggested that you may want to start on them since 
you enjoy dressing so much. I was reluctant to give 
them to you and just brought them home and put them 
away."

I picked each bottle up off the dresser and read the 
labels. There were sixteen bottles and most of them 
were doubled or triple of the exact medicine. I would 
have to do a little research to know what they did.

I was so angry that I separated the bottles and took 
one of each different pills in my hand and shoved them 
into my mouth and swallowed.

"Honey... No... Those will change your body..."

I was angry and walked into the bathroom and got a 
glass of water. I didn’t say anything to Tammy as I 
opened the same bottles and took out one more pill out 
of each bottle and swallowed those as well.

Tammy screamed... "Honey... No... Stop it... Now..."

"There... You can tell Jean that I started to take the 
hormone’s... What else does she want you to do? Tell 
me? What else? Divorce me?"

I walked out of the bedroom and slammed the door shut 
and slept in our guest suite that night. 

I laid in the bed wondering exactly what those pills 
would do to me.

***

The next morning I got up and went back to our bedroom. 
I could hear the water running in the shower and notice 
the bottles of pills were gone from the top of the 
dresser. I opened the drawer where Tammy had got them 
last night and they were still there.

I closed the drawer and heard the water stop in the 
bathroom and walked in and saw Tammy drying herself off 
with a towel. I took hold of the towel and helped her, 
she immediately put her arms around me and gave me a 
kiss.
 
"I’m so sorry... I love you so much and I just wanted 
to make you happy... I’ll call and tell Mark that I’m 
married and cancel the date with him this morning."

I looked at Tammy wondering what she meant by a date?

"Did you mean that you have to see him again to sign 
more documents?"

"Jerry... Listen to me... Mark asked me to go out with 
him next Friday night to a club... I did accept his 
offer but told him I wouldn’t go unless I could bring 
my sister."

"I guess that I’m the sister your talking about, isn’t 
it?"

"Yeah... But... I’m going to call him and tell him I 
have to cancel."

"No... I’ll go with you... Any way, it’s not a problem 
at all... You want to seal this deal than I’ll help 
you... You can call him and confirm your date with 
him... "

Although I was still angry, I didn’t want Tammy to 
screw up this deal. I knew it was a lot of money and 
would enhance her carrier but I was still angry about 
how much she was listening to this woman, Jean.

Tammy dressed for work while I took my shower and when 
I finished, she was ready to leave and kissed me on her 
way out. 

I dried myself and stood thinking about the hormone 
pills in the drawer and kneeled down and took out two 
of each of the pills and walked back into the bathroom 
and swallowed them with water.

If this is what her friend, Jean wanted than I’ll take 
them. I actually took a double dose of them each 
morning. Tammy never even bothered checking them, I 
guess she assumed I was angry that night and hadn’t 
taken any more.

It was the first time in our marriage that we hadn’t 
communicated. We just went through the motions each day 
until that Friday morning. 

I’d been taking a double dose of the hormone pills for 
eight days straight and they were making me feel warm 
at times.

That morning, Tammy became very affectionate just like 
she had done when she began helping me dress. She laid 
out a conservative black dress for me to wear that 
night. She was so afraid that Mark would find out I was 
a man and didn’t want me to expose too much skin.

She helped me plucking my facial hair and waxing my 
legs and had me practice talking. She was very 
concerned and worried about having me be convincible as 
a woman in front of this man.

Tammy had chosen a black dress as well but it was much 
shorter than mine and exposed her cleavage.

Once we got dressed and applied our makeup, I took a 
second look at Tammy who looked very hot and inviting. 
I just hoped that she wasn’t going too far with this 
man. 

It was dark when we left the house and I decided to 
drive us to the club and when I pulled into the large 
parking lot, my heart was beating so fast that I could 
feel my heart thumping inside my tight bra. 

I was wearing the rubber breast forms and could still 
feel each heart beat when I put my hand against the 
fake nipple area.

Mark had told Tammy that he would be waiting and 
holding a booth for us. We got a lot of stares from the 
men when we walked past the front door. There wasn’t 
any doubt in my mind that we looked like we could have 
been sisters.

We entered the large club and people were out on the 
dance floor, I followed Tammy as she looked around for 
this guy, Mark. I assumed he would have blonde hair, 
handsome, tall, the whole package.

"There he is, back in the far corner."

Tammy pointed way toward the rear of the club. I 
couldn’t see whom she was pointing at so I just 
followed her around the dance floor toward the back of 
the club.

We walked near the last booth and I saw a man sliding 
out of the booth getting ready to great Tammy. My eyes 
expanded in size as I saw a tall muscular black man 
smiling at Tammy.

The man greeted Tammy with a kiss on the cheek and 
hugged her while staring back at me.

"This must be the sister you were telling me about."

Tammy turned and smiled at me as she held Mark’s hand. 
"Mark. I want you to meet my sister, Jenny."
 
We never discussed a name for me other than Jerry, and 
gave my wife a quick glance before extending my hand 
out to Mark.

Mark kissed my hand. It was the first time having any 
contact like this with a man and I felt very strange. 
My other thought was that I had done such a wonderful 
job that he actually thought I was Tammy’s sister.

Mark motioned for me to slide into the large booth 
which circled around and was only lit with a flickering 
candle. Tammy scooted in next to me and Mark sat next 
to her. Mark ordered us drinks and I sat listening to 
Tammy and Mark talking about the huge plan he had for 
the land he was purchasing.

Two more drinks later, they were still chatting away 
and I didn’t mind so much. It was all business talk and 
the music kept my mind occupied while they talked.

I was a little surprised when Mark asked my wife to 
dance and she turned to look back at me as she was 
sliding out of the booth and smiled.

"I’ll be back in a few!"

I returned the smile as Mark took her hand and lead 
Tammy out to the dance floor. They were playing a tango 
and Tammy is very good at dancing to those. I sat 
sipping my drink and keeping an eye on them on the 
dance floor. 

Another tango was played and they remained out on the 
floor. Tammy was laughing and I knew she was having fun 
dancing with Mark. The next song was a slow dance and I 
had assumed Tammy would be walking back by now.

I looked around the dance floor, stretching my neck to 
see them but couldn’t. The lights had been lowered when 
that song began to play which made it difficult seeing 
them.

The song ended and the lights were turned back up, but 
by that time I saw Mark bringing Tammy back toward our 
booth. He was holding her hand but let go so she could 
slid back into the booth.

Tammy smiled at me. "How are you doing?"

"I’m fine."

Mark ordered us another drink and when he turned his 
face toward Tammy, I could see a tiny speck of Tammy’s 
lipstick on his lower lip.

My heart sank as I thought about Tammy kissing Mark, 
maybe it was a friendly sort of kiss so I figured I 
wouldn’t worry about it so much. But I did try to 
analyze it to some degree. I remembered Mark kissing 
her on the cheek when we arrived so it couldn’t have 
got on his lip at that time.

Mark asked Tammy to dance with him again and she smiled 
at me as he lead her back out on the dance floor. 

A few seconds later, a man asked me to dance and I was 
stunned and before I could say no, he was holding his 
hand out to help me out of the booth. My concern was 
what Tammy would think when she returned back to the 
booth with Mark and saw me dancing with another man.

I danced one song with the man and they played a slow 
song next so I thanked him before walking toward the 
restrooms. I had to pee very badly and when I got to 
the restrooms, I almost mistakenly walked into the 
men’s room.

I felt strange going pee in the women’s room, there was 
other woman walking in and I just smiled. It did give 
me a chance to check my makeup and after a few minutes 
I walked back out to our booth. 

I saw Mark and Tammy sitting in the booth and when I 
slid in, I saw that Mark had his arm around my wife. He 
was sitting right next to her and they had been talking 
about something and quit once I got in my seat.

Mark smiled at me. "I saw someone dancing with you a 
few minutes ago."

Oh God! They knew I was dancing with someone. What was 
my wife thinking about me at that moment.

I just smiled at Mark and took a sip of my drink. Tammy 
put her hand on my leg, just above my knee and I smiled 
at her.

"Jenny. It’s all right if you want to dance with a few 
of the guys here. I don’t want you to feel left out on 
anything."

I returned the smile but it wasn’t more than a couple 
seconds that Tammy had gave me permission to dance, 
that a man walked up to our booth and asked me to dance 
with him. I looked over at Tammy and hoped she would 
help me out but all she said was. 

"Go ahead. Have some fun."

I got out on the dance floor with this guy and tried to 
stay near the table so I could see Tammy but it was so 
crowded that we kept getting pushed further away. They 
played a slow song next and I was going to quit but the 
guy asked me to dance with him again so I stayed and 
put my arms around his shoulders.

He was much taller than me so he blocked my view of the 
table but I finally got a peek and saw Mark and Tammy 
sitting very close together. He was talking to her and 
their faces were only inches apart. 

I was close enough to see that Mark was seated in a way 
that I couldn’t see either one of his hands. It 
appeared that he may have had one arm around my wife 
and maybe holding her other hand under the table. 

I was asked to dance to another slow song so I decided 
to stay and kept my eye on Mark and my wife. 

I was too upset to be concerned about dancing with this 
guy. He seemed nice but my mind was on my wife at the 
moment.

I could only see whenever I turned to my left or right. 
I couldn’t see over the man’s shoulders. He was just 
too tall.

I turned to the left and my hear sank as I saw Mark 
kissing Tammy on the lips. They weren’t moving either. 
They were locked in a heated passionate kiss. His arm 
was around my wife and I couldn’t see what he was doing 
with his other hand.

The song ended and I thanked the man for dancing with 
me and hurried back to the table to where Mark and my 
wife were sitting. Tammy was wiping off his face with a 
napkin. I knew she was removing her lipstick off his 
face but she quickly put the napkin in her purse and 
smiled at me.

"Did you enjoy dancing with that man? He seemed really 
nice, I thought you wouldn’t be back for a while."

"My legs were getting tired out there. I’m not used to 
these heels yet."

Tammy turned back toward Mark and smiled at him. His 
arm was around her waist and she had scooted herself 
very close to him. I inched into the booth a couple 
more inches and noticed Mark was resting his other hand 
on Tammy’s thigh.

We all had been drinking and I guess neither of them 
were concerned about me. Mark really didn’t have any 
concern because as far as he knew, I was Tammy’s 
sister.

I sat hoping that Mark would move his hand away from 
Tammy’s thigh and he did so but only long enough to 
take a sip of his drink and he put his hand right back 
where it was except he began massaging Tammy’s thigh 
this time as he starred into her eyes.

I moved even further into the center of the booth and 
didn’t realize until that moment that Tammy’s hand was 
resting on Mark’s thigh and her fingers were near his 
crotch. I sat listening to Mark as he whispered to 
Tammy.

"Remember what I told you. You have my number if 
something comes up and you change your mind. I really 
wish you would consider my offer. I really don’t think 
your sister would mind driving home by herself."

"Oh Mark... It’s getting very late and I have a lot to 
do in the morning... I wouldn’t let Jenny drive home 
alone... Maybe I’ll take you up on your offer in the 
near future... I’ll give you a call in a couple days."

What was I hearing them talking about... Was Mark 
asking my wife to go back to his place tonight?

Tammy turned toward me. "Jenny. I guess we better get 
home before we get too drunk to drive back."

We all got up out of the booth and walked to the 
parking lot. Mark walked us back to our car and held 
Tammy’s hand all the way out. Tammy gave him a little 
peek on the lips and said good night to Mark.

He stood watching us until we got out of the parking 
lot. I was so relieved that the night was over.

We got home and I changed out of my dress while Tammy 
was in the bathroom. She walked out and got right into 
bed without saying a word. I walked into the bathroom. 
It felt weird going pee, standing up after using the 
lady’s room at the club.

I got into bed and Tammy was all ready asleep. I had a 
few questions to ask her but I guess it would have to 
wait until morning.

***

The next morning, I could smell coffee brewing, Tammy 
had got up early. I still felt a little hung over after 
drinking last night. I walked out and poured a cup of 
coffee and looked around for Tammy.

She was out near the pool talking on the phone and I 
figured it was her friend Jean again. I stood in the 
house sipping my cup of coffee trying to listen to her 
conversation. 

Tammy’s back was toward me and she sat looking toward 
the pool.

"I know... Me too... I don’t think Jenny was mad... 
Yeah... I’ll have to let you know... Because... I had a 
really nice time... Mark... Stop it... I’ll let you 
know... OK... I’d better get moving before Jenny wakes 
up... Yeah... Bye... "

Tammy hung up the phone and started walking into the 
house and saw me standing in the doorway.

"Good morning Jenny."

I was surprised that Tammy was still calling me Jenny.

"Good morning. Whom were you talking to on the phone?"

"That was Mark... He called to see if we made it home 
all right and hoped we had a nice time."

I took a sip of my coffee thinking what to ask Tammy 
about last night. I didn’t know where to begin.

"I saw you kissing Mark last night when I was on the 
dance floor. Is something going on that I should know 
about?"

"You saw everything. I was only being nice to Mark... 
Besides. I thought you were enjoying yourself last 
night dancing with those guys. I didn’t think you had 
time to notice what Mark and I were doing."

"I only danced with those guys because you insisted, 
you told me to go out on that floor and dance with that 
guy."

"Jenny... Come on now... You were waiting for my 
approval to dance with a man and don’t say you weren’t! 
You don’t have to be ashamed about it... I saw you 
dancing in that man’s arms and you looked like you were 
having a good time." 

Tammy had it all wrong, how could I convince her I was 
telling the truth. 

"Tammy. I had a good time but I thought we went out 
because you wanted to seal that deal with Mark?"

Tammy kissed my cheek and held onto my shoulders.

"Honey... It’s all right... I want you to feel 
comfortable with it... I told you I loved you and I 
want you to be happy... Now go take a shower and put on 
that nice blouse and shorts I bought you and we’ll go 
out and have a late breakfast."

I walked into the bedroom and slipped out of my nightie 
and got into the shower. I didn’t understand Tammy, but 
I did know that her friend Jean must have told her that 
I must be gay and wanted to be with men. 

I got dressed and did my makeup and put on the wig and 
looked in the bathroom mirror. I looked better as a 
woman than I ever did as a man. Maybe that’s what Tammy 
saw in this guy, Mark.

Maybe she wanted to be with someone more masculine than 
me. Why was she helping me dress up so much and why did 
Tammy even bring home the supply of hormones? She could 
have told Jean I wouldn’t be interested.

I opened the drawer and took out two of everything 
again and swallowed them down with my coffee. I don’t 
know why, maybe because I was still angry at Tammy or 
maybe because this is what she really wanted for me to 
do.

This would be the ninth day that I took a double dose 
of those pills. Maybe I should tell her what I did. 
Would she get so upset that she’d take them away from 
me? Maybe she would only encourage me to continue 
taking them. What should I do?

Was I really hurting Tammy by taking them? I closed the 
drawer and walked out to find Tammy so we could leave.

I heard Tammy talking on the phone again.

"I don’t know Jean... Yes... He danced with two men... 
I know you warned me... We’ll have to talk about it... 
I don’t know... Yes, Mark was really nice... Yes... I 
want to see him again... No... I’m waiting for Jenny... 
I don’t know about the hormones... Yes... She knows... 
She’s a little concerned about Mark... I know... It’ll 
take time... Not now... Not that fast... Jean... 
Listen... We’ll at the office on Monday... Bye."

I walked into the kitchen to pour another cup of 
coffee. I couldn’t believe that my wife was referring 
to me as a "She."

My hands were shaking as I thought about things Tammy 
said. She mentioned the hormones, and wanting to see 
Mark again... What was I going to do? What if I just 
put an end to this right now and told Tammy I wanted to 
stop dressing and didn’t want her to see Mark again?

Could I really do that? ....Could I stop dressing or 
was it in my blood too much to stop... I couldn’t 
answer that right now but I didn’t want her to see Mark 
again? How could I have my cake and eat it too?

Tammy and I went out for our late breakfast. It turned 
out to be lunch by the time we got there but we didn’t 
mind. I wanted to ask Tammy a few questions but waited 
until we were through eating.

"Tammy. I heard you on the phone before we left the 
house this morning. Was it Mark?"

"That was Jean who called me. She wanted to know how 
our date with Mark went last night and I told her."

"Did you tell her anything about me?"

"Honey. I told her everything that went on last night 
and how you danced with a couple of guys. I also told 
her how you felt about dancing with a man knowing that 
I saw you."

Tammy was still stuck on the fact that she thought I 
wanted to be with men and I had to make her understand 
differently.

"Tammy. What makes you think I want to be with a man 
rather than you?"

"Honey. Jean is an expert on these things and had done 
research for me. She said that a few percentage of 
married men like to cross-dress and a good number of 
those men are either gay or bisexual. You’re going to 
have to figure that one out for yourself."

"But... Tammy... I’m not interested in men... Can you 
understand/"

"Jenny... Listen to me... You had a nice time last 
night and I want you to admit it... You may have been a 
little jealous seeing Mark sitting next to me last 
night but deep down in your heart, you were having the 
time of your life dressed the way you were and having 
men think you were so pretty... Admit it just once."

I didn’t know how to answer Tammy, I did get my thrills 
being dressed last night and I was getting a few looks 
from the guys. 

"Look Tammy... Yes I got excited but I’m just not 
interested in seeing men... I love to dress-up and 
pretend with you."

"Jenny... You can’t pretend anything if your gay... You 
have to search in your mind and figure it out... What 
makes you happy... "

I wasn’t getting anywhere with Tammy. She wouldn’t 
listen to any reason. It seemed as if Jean had my wife 
convinced that I was Gay or at least bisexual.

We left the restaurant and walked through town and I 
realized we were holding hands and getting stares from 
many people. If they only knew, I was a guy and not a 
woman. I really wanted to tell a few of them to get 
lost, but Tammy told me to ignore them.

Tammy pulled me in between two stores and kissed me. It 
was so funny having our lipstick smeared on each other 
that we laughed. I was so happy at that very moment I 
wanted it to last forever.

I wanted to ask Tammy about Mark. I didn’t want to ruin 
the moment but I had to ask her how she felt.
 
"Tammy. I want you to tell me how you feel about Mark. 
Are you interested in seeing him again?"

Tammy put her arms around my waist as she starred into 
my eyes. I knew she was going to say something serous, 
we had been married too long and I knew her very well.

"Jenny. Mark is a nice guy and he likes me... Don’t 
forget the fact that he thinks I’m single too... He 
asked to see me again and I told him I’d think about 
it... I wouldn’t have given it a second thought two 
days ago but I saw you dancing with those men at the 
club and you looked happy... Well, it made me feel left 
out... "

I couldn’t understand what Tammy meant. There was no 
reason why she should feel left out. I loved her. I was 
also feeling angry inside again. Maybe the hormones I 
was taking were making me feel this way.

"What are you saying to me? You want to see him again, 
don’t you? You want to go out with Mark again, don’t 
you? That’s just fine Tammy. You go out with him. I 
don’t care. Is it because he is so huge? More muscular? 
What is it?"

"Jenny... That’s enough... I don’t need a lecture out 
here in public... Lets go home where we can talk."

We drove back home in silence, Tammy was angry at me 
because I wanted to know the truth about how she felt 
about this guy Mark. We got into the house and I began 
questioning her instantly. 

"Tammy... I need to know what your going to do... "

"Honey... Why bring this up now? ....I don’t think I 
need to decide this minute what I’m going to do... Why 
are you being so persistent with me? ..."

"Because you told me it made you feel left out and I 
don’t understand."

Tammy began to cry. She was sniffling and holding her 
hands over her eyes."

I just stood waiting for a reply from her.

"How do you think I feel having a husband who loves to 
dress like a woman and runs around and dances with 
other men?"

"Tammy. If I recall... You are the person that was so 
anxious to have me dress like this and you encouraged 
me to dance with that man at the club. Why should you 
be so upset with me?"

"I just don’t know right now... Please... I don’t want 
to argue about it. Why can’t we talk?"

Tammy wasn’t interested in talking. I went into the 
bedroom and changed my clothes. I washed as much of the 
makeup off my face as I could and lay on the bed and 
fell asleep reading a book.

***

I woke up that evening and it was all ready dark. I had 
slept almost all afternoon. I looked to my side and saw 
Tammy laying next to me. She opened her eyes and we 
kissed. 

She put her arm around me saying, "Honey. I love you 
very much and don’t want to argue any more."

I kissed her again as I looked into her eyes. I was 
very happy with Tammy with me but I know it wasn’t the 
end of our problems. 

***

The next morning was Sunday and Tammy woke up first and 
gave me a hug and told me how sorry she was and didn’t 
mean to hurt me. She also told me she wanted me to 
continue dressing, she wouldn’t mind or through it in 
my face any more.

It was strange because I dreamed last night that Tammy 
was trying to tell me something. She was trying to tell 
me she had a fantasy of her own and I lay in bed trying 
to figure out what it might be. 

She had been so accommodating to my cross dressing and 
I was so eager to comply that I completely over looked 
what she was trying to tell me. Tammy was at least in a 
way that she wouldn’t hurt my feelings.

My hunch was that Tammy had a fantasy to make love with 
a black man! If I’m wrong and bring it up, it could 
mean the end of our marriage but what if I’m right?

Tammy gave me everything she thought I wanted, a wife 
that accepted my cross dressing, taking me out in 
public to pass, even mingling with real men to see how 
I would react with them. She could have brought the 
hormones home and found a way to show them to me 
without hurting my feelings. Oh man! She allowed me to 
make a decision.

I wondered if she was counting the hormone pills?

I had to find a way for Tammy to arrange a date with 
Mark. It had to be a way that she wouldn’t feel as if 
she were committing adultery. 

It was Sunday and Tammy had a house showing that 
afternoon and I offered to go with her since the couple 
were just relocating into town. We both felt 
comfortable about having me dress as Tammy’s associate 
partner. 

We both choose white blouses and grey pants and 
matching jackets. I slipped on a pair of black heels 
and we shared the bathroom mirror applying our makeup 
together. Tammy laughed and joked that we should have 
our picture taken in these suites for new business 
cards.

We could present ourselves as "sisters in real estate."

We drove out on the other side of town to meet the 
couple at the house. I decided I would make the first 
move about Mark.

"Tammy. I just wanted to mention that I had a nice time 
after all, Friday night and wanted to say that Mark was 
a really nice guy."

Tammy looked surprised that I had brought up Friday 
night again.

"Uh... Yeah... He is very nice. I thought you would 
like him."

"Tammy....I’m really sorry I got so upset with you 
about the date, I know you wanted me to be happy and 
I’m. I want you to be happy as well. I love you very 
much!"

She was driving but I was able to hold her right hand 
as she smiled and gave it a gentle squeeze. We were 
getting close to the house we were showing so I only 
had a couple minutes to present my next offer.

"Honey... I was thinking... I wouldn’t see what would 
be so wrong with inviting Mark to the house for dinner 
one night?"

I was watching Tammy’s reaction and she looked 
surprised but her facial reaction was telling me that 
this is what she was waiting to hear from me.

"Well... Yeah... That might be a good idea... I’m just 
a little taken by your offer of having Mark come to our 
house for dinner."

"I think it’s a wonderful idea, and I’ll do all the 
cooking and that will give you a chance to get better 
acquainted with him."

Tammy choked up when I mentioned the last sentence. 
Maybe I shouldn’t have said it but it was out. Now I 
had to fix it.

"Tammy. It’ll be really nice having Mark at the house. 
It’s a great way for us to show our appreciation for 
his business."

I laughed. "Think of the huge bonus you are going to 
get at the closing." 

We arrived at the house and showed the house and with 
both of us working as a team, we were able to sign the 
couple to an agreement for an offer.

We were driving toward the office so excited about 
calling in the offer that we both had forgotten that I 
was dressed in drag. We pulled into the driveway and 
because it was Sunday, there was only one agent on 
duty.

Tammy turned and looked toward me a little upset as she 
parked the car. 

"That’s Jean’s new car."

Tammy could see the expression on my face that I wasn’t 
too thrilled.

"Its ok, lets go in and present this offer."

Tammy walked into the office ahead of me and Jean 
greeted her by hugging Tammy.

"Tammy, I didn’t expect to see you in here today, how 
is everything going at home? You know... With Jerry? Is 
he still mad at you?"

"Um.....Why don’t you ask Jerry yourself."

Tammy turned back toward me and Jean was stunned and 
stood there with her mouth open starring at me in the 
woman’s business suite.

"Oh my God... Jerry... Is that you? Oh my... Look at 
you... Oh... Tammy... Look how good he looks..."

Jean walked around me starring at my clothes checking 
me out from my head to my heels as she walked a circle 
around me.

"Jerry... I meant Jenny... Is that what I should call 
you? You're looking hot! I knew this would work out..."

Jean winked at me and I tried to smile back at her. I 
had mixed feelings about this woman. I walked over to 
Tammy’s office, the one I shared with her before I 
started working from home.

Jean was right behind me watching the way I walked in 
my heels.

"You know Jenny, I don’t see why you don’t come into 
the office and work like this, everyone here knows 
about you and we’re all here to support you."

That’s just what I wanted too here. The other agents 
are aware that I’m a cross dresser, a freak to them.

I didn’t reply to Jean, Tammy was busy on the phone 
trying to contact the sellers when Jean pulled on my 
arm and motioned for me to follow her out of Tammy’s 
office.

"Have you started taking the hormones yet?"

I turned my head to look in her eyes, finally shaking 
my head up and down.

"Good, I’ll talk to Gary at the pharmacy and make sure 
you have a supply coming. You’re going to see some 
changes occur soon! Have you told Tammy yet?"

I shook my head, "No."

Tammy walked out of her office to use the fax machine, 
while another phone rang and Jean padded me on the 
shoulder before hurrying over to answer it.

I felt relieved that I wasn’t going to have to answer 
any more of Jean’s questions. I assumed she was going 
to ask me about going out to the club and dancing with 
other guys next.

Tammy finished faxing the documents over and was ready 
to leave. We both waved at Jean who was still on the 
phone when we walked out the door.

We arrived home and changed our clothes, Tammy hugged 
me once we got naked and kissed me on the lips. 

"Maybe I should call Mark and see if he would be 
interested in dinner?"

"Sure. Why don’t we go swimming after you call him?"

Tammy smiled at me as she retrieved her cell phone from 
her purse. She started to dial his phone number while I 
got my new bikini out of the drawer.

She was waiting for an answer and I motioned to her 
that I was going into the bathroom to put it on.

I slipped on the bottom half of the suit and began to 
put the top half on. I noticed my nipples felt 
sensitive and slightly puffy. I thought about the 
effects of the hormones and it scared me.

I remembered what Jean had just told me, about how I 
was going to see some changes and she was right about 
that.

I could hear Tammy talking in the other room to Mark as 
I slipped the shoulder straps around my shoulders. 
Jenny walked in the bathroom and put her arm around my 
waist. She was still holding the cell phone to her ear.

"Jenny. How is next Saturday? Would that be all right?"

I leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

"Honey. It’s your date, whatever you two agree on would 
be fine with me."

Tammy smiled at me and started to walk out of the 
bathroom.

"OK Mark... Saturday will be fine... Yes... I can’t 
wait either... Me to... Give me a call this week... 
Yes... Just call me... OK... Bye..."

I hoped I was doing the right thing. Mark was coming 
over to our house for a date with my wife. I can’t 
believe it’s gone this far... What I’m I doing? Was 
this sick or insane? What was going to happen between 
Mark and my wife? .....Would he eat dinner and leave? 
Maybe stick around for a little chat and a kiss or two?

What if Mark wanted to take Tammy somewhere else? Maybe 
back to his place? .....I’d have to put a stop on it! 
Yes... I’d have to make the atmosphere so appealing 
that they would remain here so I could keep an eye on 
them.

I would have a whole week to prepare... Candles... 
Wine... Good food... Yes... I could do it... Let her 
have her fun... Just don’t let things get out of 
hand... 

Tammy joined me in the pool. She looked absolutely 
gorgeous with her flowing red hair and green eyes. The 
black bikini was such a lovely contrast to her pale 
white skin. 

Tammy’s bikini made me think about Mark for a moment, 
his dark skin against my wife’s. What was the 
attraction for her? My first thought was that he was so 
much larger than I, his masculine broad shoulders, his 
huge arms, what about down there?

I always wondered myself about the old myth. Black men 
are hung! Would Mark be hung like a horse? Could this 
be the attraction for Tammy? Why I’m I thinking about 
this? It’s not going to happen, or is it? t’s only a 
dinner date... Right? 

We played in the pool, splashing and chasing each 
other. Tammy seemed so happy and content, this 
afternoon and so was I. I wanted it to last forever. 


Chapter 3


Tammy got a phone call about the offer she had 
presented and they accepted it without a counter offer 
and got so excited she was jumping in the living room 
as she held onto me. She had to leave early to get 
things going on the deal and kissed me on her way out 
the door.

About an hour after she left, I got a phone call and of 
all the people in the world who would call, it was 
Jean.

"Hi Jenny. I just called to tell you that Tammy is 
getting that deal finalized and she is so excited. 
Congratulations, your little wife is a hard worker!"

I knew Jean called for another reason. It wasn’t like 
her to be so friendly about a simple real estate deal.

"Jenny. Did you take your hormones’ yet today?"

"Uh... Yeah... Just a single dose right now..."

"Oh... That’s so good because I talked to my friend 
down at the pharmacy and he is going to arrange to give 
me three more months supply. I’ll get them over to you 
as soon as I get the time."

Why was Jean being so pleasant and accommodating toward 
me all of a sudden?

"Oh... I spoke to a good friend of mine that does 
electrolysis and only lives about a block from your 
house. He said if you were interested, he could give 
you a good deal on treatments."

I took the phone number and name of the guy that Jean 
gave me and thanked her, but she wasn’t finished yet.

"Jenny... I think it’s so wonderful of you to allow 
Tammy to see other men... I’m so glad that you are able 
to be open about your situation with her... Mark is a 
wonderful man and will treat her like she is a little 
princess... Oh... I’m so glad that you’re not 
prejudiced about Tammy seeing a black man, he is such a 
hunk! .....Don’t you think so as well?"

"Ah... Yeah... He is..."

"I have to go, remember to call about the electrolysis. 
I’ll talk to you soon."

I hung up the phone. What Jean had just said about my 
situation and allowing Tammy to see other men... What 
did this all mean? Maybe it was more than just a 
fantasy for Tammy... I must have this all wrong 
again... My God... What I’m I going to do?

My wife is interested in seeing other men... Because of 
me? What should I do? .....If I stopped now, Tammy 
wouldn’t believe I was finished as a cross dresser. 
She’d probably find a way to divorce me... A reason! I 
had to continue... 

Jean... It had to be Jean... Tammy was being coached by 
Jean... Maybe hours of brainwashing... That’s it... Not 
my fault... I’m a cross dresser... I’m not gay... Why 
did I agree with Jean about Mark? ....Yeah... He was 
built! Handsome... If I were a woman, he would excite 
me!

God... What was I thinking just now?

I hurried and completed my daily routine of housework. 
I thought about the phone number that Jean gave me. It 
would be nice not having to shave my face. I couldn’t 
grow a beard if I tried! The best I could ever do was a 
little fuzz on my face. 

I dialed the number and a man answered and I introduced 
myself.

"Oh... Yes... Jenny... I was expecting your call... How 
wonderful... It’s so exciting to help somebody new in 
the process of change! Jenny... Darling... Why don’t 
you come in tomorrow morning... Say, maybe ten-ish? 
Well get you started and I’ll be able to explain my 
procedure and give you an estimate on how many hours we 
will need."

"Ah... OK... Ten would be fine and I’ll see you 
tomorrow..."

It couldn’t hurt... If I wanted to continue cross 
dressing, removing unwanted facial hair would be a 
dream. I wouldn’t have to shave anymore! Tammy wouldn’t 
mind... She knew I couldn’t grow much any how.

Tammy was exhausted when she got home that night, she 
had shown houses all day and had a closing late in the 
afternoon. 

I didn’t mention anything about my appointment in the 
morning. We ate dinner and relaxed out next to the pool 
and watched the sun set.

"Tammy, what are you going to wear on Friday for Mark?"

Tammy sat thinking for a moment.

"I saw this purple dress today when I walked by a shop 
downtown but didn’t have time to go in. I might stop by 
in the morning and try it on. What are you going to 
wear?"

"Oh... It’s not that important for me to get dressed 
up... I guess something simple... Maybe that black 
dress I bought last week."

That night, we fell asleep hugging each other with our 
legs tangled together. Tammy commented about how smooth 
I felt without hair on my legs and how she felt so 
close to me now. I was happy to and felt like crying.

As soon as Tammy left the house the next morning, I got 
ready and drove to my appointment and met this guy 
named Thom. He explained the process and I spent two 
hours for my first treatment. Thom explained to me that 
I was lucky and wouldn’t have to have more than two 
hundred hours.

Thom worked on my chin area this morning and it was all 
red but Thom gave me a cream that would help and I made 
another appointment for Thursday.

Tammy got home late that evening carrying packages and 
I could see the name on the bag and knew she had bought 
new clothing and possibly the purple dress she told me 
about.

Later that evening, Tammy surprised me and walked out 
of the bedroom wearing her new dress and spun around in 
a circle.

"What do you think? Do you think Mark will like it?"

It was the purple dress was just radiant on Tammy. The 
contrast of her long red hair and the bright purple 
material was dynamite.

When Tammy had spun around, her upper thighs were 
revealed. The hem line of the dress was at various 
lengths and allowed just a tiny peek at Tammy’s thighs 
when she stood still. Tammy’s shoulders were bare 
except the tiny spaghetti straps and a daring plunging 
cleavage. 

Tammy’s breasts were so huge, they looked like they 
were ready to spill out from under the material. God... 
I wish mine were this big.

There I go again... Thinking about how I would look 
with large breasts... How I would fill out wearing a 
similar dress... 

"Tammy... You’re so beautiful wearing that dress... I 
think I’m going to have to keep an eye on you on 
Friday... Mark is going to love it..."

"Oh... Maybe it’s too revealing... Should I wear 
something else..."

"Oh... No... I was only kiddig... I think it’s 
beautiful... I want you to wear it if you feel 
comfortable... "

"I bought something for you to wear Friday too... I’ll 
show you..."

Tammy ran into the bedroom and returned holding similar 
purple dress which matched the color of Tammy’s. The 
only difference was the shoulder area. Instead of 
having spaghetti straps, there was a lace material 
around the front. Tammy pointed out that I could wear 
my breast forms and it wouldn’t be noticeable that they 
were fake.

"I got you purple heels that match it too."

I tried the dress on and we fooled around for an hour 
or more deciding on our makeup. It was fun because it 
was just as if we were girlfriends sharing our thoughts 
and idea’s about the way we looked.

It was a fabulous evening for both of us, we were 
having so much fun that evening that I neglected to 
mention the electrolysis treatments are started that 
morning.

I went in for my electrolysis treatment the next 
morning, I spent three hours with Thom that day because 
he had a cancelled appointment so I was able to stay an 
extra hour. 

Thom’s phone rang and I was surprised to see him 
handing me the phone. It was Jean, she wanted to meet 
me for lunch so she could give me the pills she had 
mentioned on Monday. I guess she had phoned Thom to see 
if I had started the treatments and knew I was there.

It seemed that nothing was kept secret with these 
people. They knew every move I made these days. 

We met for lunch a few blocks from the office and Jean 
gave me the pills and we quickly ate. She had to get 
back for an appointment that afternoon. 

Jean fumbled around in her purse and brought out a few 
small packets and looked around the restaurant and 
discreetly held out her hand for me to take them.

I glanced around making sure nobody saw us and looked 
to see what Jean had gave me but she quickly said, 
"No... Put them in your purse... quick..."

I immediately assumed she was giving me something 
illegal until she whispered to me holding her hand 
against her face so nobody could read her lips.

"Those are condoms..."

I thought... Why do I need these? I just shrugged my 
shoulders and starred at Jean... 

Jean leaned over the table and whispered, "I want you 
to place these on your bedroom dresser on Friday... You 
have to trust me... If Mark and Tammy decide to be 
intimate than she’ll be prepared... She’ll know that 
she has your approval if for any reason the night tends 
to lean in that direction... If you know what I mean?"

I didn’t know who to react or to say to Jean, she was 
basically telling me that Tammy and Mark may want to 
screw on Friday and I should have everything prepared 
for Tammy.

Jean and I left the restaurant soon after leaving me 
drive home with that awful thought in my head. How 
could Jean plan all this out without some kind of 
remorse? Was it in fact true? Would Tammy be thankful 
that I thought about being prepared for that dreaded 
scenario?

What kind of husband would she think I was? Well... I 
guess I was wrong to think about it in that aspect 
wasn’t I? ......What did I really want to happen? 
.....Maybe I was excited for Tammy as well as myself 
about Friday’s date... I felt confused... 

I was Tammy’s husband and felt like her girlfriend as 
well... We talked like girlfriends and we were trying 
to act like girlfriends... Oh God... This was driving 
me insane... 

***

Thursday morning rolled around, I drove to get my 
electrolysis treatment early that morning, Tammy had 
gone to another closing so I had plenty of time. Thom 
gave me another two hours of treatment and offered me a 
cup of coffee.

"You know, Jenny... I don’t know if you have given any 
thought about doing the total transition but I know a 
great doctor whom I can refer you to in the future."

Wow... That was a new one! Transition? Never gave it a 
thought! God... I’m a cross dresser... No... Not 
interested... No way... 

I sat listening to Thom talk about these success 
stories, he called them... 

"Listen... Jean told me your wife is dating? You can’t 
just sit at home and twiddle your thumbs... I know this 
guy that might be interested in you if you become 
available... "

"I... Don’t know... Right now... I have to think about 
it... "

Oh God... What did I have to think about? 
.......Another man? This is insane... I just can’t 
think about that now... Now? When?

"Thom... Thank you for the advice, I better get going 
and I’ll see you on Monday?"

"Oh... Yes... Darling... Have a really nice weekend... 
Oh... Try not to stay around the house too much... You 
need to get out and meet people."

I stopped by the grocery store and bought everything I 
needed for Friday... God, it was tomorrow... I even 
picked up scented candles to place around the house and 
on the dinner table.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but I completely 
cleaned out our master bedroom of any sign of a man 
living there. When I had finished, the closet had been 
cleared of ever suit and shoes or shirts that I could 
find. 

Everything got packed away and put in a spare room. I 
seldom wore anything manly anymore. It really wasn’t 
that much of an inconvenience. I was tired when I 
finished and feel asleep on the sofa. I didn’t even 
hear Tammy when she came home that evening. 

Tammy woke me by giving me a kiss, she had already 
showered and only had a towel wrapped around herself. 
She had dried her hair and said she had cooked 
something for us to eat. 

She leaned down to kiss me again letting the towel fall 
free and I put my hands on her lovely large breasts and 
massaged them with my fingers. She was so beautiful and 
I continued to move my fingers across the soft skin 
touching her nipples with my thumbs. 

I had been gifted to be married to such a gorgeous 
woman and leaned up to give her another kiss.

Tammy laid her head down on my chest as I stroked her 
hair. How could I allow somebody that I loved so dearly 
and was so beautiful to see another man? I know Tammy 
loved me very much and I decided to ask her a question 
that had been on my mind since I allowed her to arrange 
the date with Mark.

"Tammy. I want you to know that I want you to be 
completely honest with me from now on. I love you very 
much and never want to lose you to anyone else."

Tammy raised her head and kissed me on the lips.

"Honey. You’re never going to lose me to anyone. I’ll 
always be here for you and share everything with you. I 
love you very much too."

I felt reassurance... I knew Tammy loved me... Could 
her words only mean that I wouldn’t lose her as a 
girlfriend or my wife? I wanted to ask her that 
question... I was afraid... She might tell me something 
I didn’t want to hear... 

"Let’s go and eat something."

That was a long evening, I sat reading a book but my 
mind kept drifting off thinking about the next day. I 
was worried and excited, maybe leaning toward 
excitement. Happy for my wife but sad as well.

If Friday was only a day that would satisfy Tammy’s 
fantasy than I was excited and aroused. If Friday meant 
that this was the beginning of a permanent relationship 
with Mark than I was sad.

Was it too late to stop? Did I want it to happen? Stop 
dressing? Could I? Had it gone too far? One fling is 
all it would be... Should I allow Tammy to experience 
another man... Someone much more masculine... Another 
race... So muscular!

How would I feel if I were Tammy? Would I like it? Want 
more? Fall in love? Oh God... What if she fell in love 
with this man... My heart is racing now... 


Chapter 4


My eyes opened slightly and I could see the sun shining 
in the window. I looked over toward Tammy’s side of the 
bed and she was already up. There was a note on the 
pillow.

"Had to leave early to drive to another office and show 
a house, will be home early. Love Tammy."

It was Friday... The big day... Mark would be here 
later tonight... My heart began racing already. I 
jumped out of bed, I had plenty to do and get ready for 
this evening.

I rushed around all morning getting the house clean and 
prepared for that evening. The doorbell rang around 
noon and I opened the door and a delivery man was 
standing outside with a big bouquet of flowers.

I took them from the man and brought them into the 
house. They were absolutely beautiful!

There was a card-attached address to Tammy and a small 
envelope but I didn’t dare open it. I decided to put 
them on the dinning room table on the far end of where 
they would sit. 

I prepared some of the food and got it ready to cook, 
took my shower and started to straighten up our room 
and bath. I looked at the clock in the bedroom. It was 
after four and Tammy would be home soon.

I heard the car pull into the garage. It was Tammy. She 
was running late and rushed past me giving me a little 
peek on the cheek as she ran into the bedroom 
unbuttoning her blouse on the way.

I heard the shower water running before I even walked 
out of the bedroom. I began doing things in the kitchen 
and looked at my watch. It was after five now and I 
better get dressed. I had laid out my new dress on the 
spare bed, not wanting to get in the way of Tammy.

I knew she would be rushing to get ready so I changed 
in that room and applied my makeup and went back into 
the kitchen to get everything prepared.

I made sure the wine was chilling and ran out into the 
front room and lit the candles in that room and out 
near the pool as well. I ran back into the house and 
checked on the food. 

Everything looked perfect! ...The table was set... Food 
was cooking... Candles were flickering... My wife was 
busy getting ready for her date.

It was six and Mark would be arriving any moment... The 
door bell rang and my heart almost stopped beating. I 
got a big lump in my throat as I turned to look in a 
mirror in the dinning room and fluffed my hair.

Tammy was still getting ready so I had the honors of 
greeting Mark at the door. I had to walk in heels all 
over again as I got closer to the door.

This was it... I’d soon be letting a man into the house 
who was here to see my wife... I put my had on the door 
knob... I could feel my heart beating... I turned the 
handle and gave the door a quick tug.

Mark was standing their smiling at me. He was dressed 
in a suit... Yes... I thought he was handsome... 

Mark stepped inside and gave me a kiss on my cheek, he 
was holding a red rose and gave it to me... I was 
stunned and tried to smile... He smiled at me and I 
stood next to him stretching up to kiss him on the 
cheek and thanked him for the rose.

I escorted Mark into the living room and had him sit 
down to wait for Tammy while I put the rose in water.

I was startled when I walked out of the kitchen and ran 
into him in the dinning room. Mark was looking at the 
flowers he had delivered today and asked if Tammy had 
seen them.

"Tammy got home late this afternoon and ran into the 
shower to get ready and hasn’t been out here yet."

I watched Mark lean over the table to smell the 
flowers... He was huge... His broad shoulders were so 
large... When he straightened himself up again, there 
was a shadow from his huge body covering the light. 

Tammy walked out of the hallway... She was stunning... 
Her dress looked so wonderful as she walked toward us. 
Mark was smiling and couldn’t take his eyes off her.

She walked straight toward Mark and didn’t stop until 
she placed her hands on his shoulders and arched up and 
kissed him on the lips.

Mark was so huge standing next to Tammy. Her breasts 
were spilling out of her dress and I could see him 
looking down at them.

Mark pointed at the flowers sitting on the table and 
Tammy walked over to smell them. Tammy saw the little 
envelope and took it off the flowers and read it. She 
walked back to Mark and gave him another kiss and 
finally noticed me standing their watching.

I smiled at nervously smiled at Tammy, "Why don’t you 
take Mark into the living room and I’ll pour you both a 
glass of wine?"

Tammy walked out into the living room with Mark while I 
poured the glasses of wine and checked on the food. I 
hurried out to the living room and gave them their 
wine.

"I have to get back to the kitchen and get dinner 
ready."

Neither of them blinked when I left. They were chatting 
away when I walked back to the kitchen. I had my work 
cut out for me in there, walking back from the oven to 
the refrigerator and back to the stove.

I looked at the clock when I started bringing the food 
into the dinning room. It was almost seven, Mark had 
been here for almost an hour now. It took me another 
twenty minutes to get the table ready than I walked out 
to the living room and got them.
 
"Dinner is ready."

They were sitting next to each other on the sofa and 
smiled at me when I told them dinner was done. Mark 
gave me the empty wine glasses as they followed me into 
the dinning room. It was very romantic with the candle 
lit flickering.

I could smell Tammy’s perfume as she sat at the table. 
I brought out the main coarse and they helped 
themselves while I poured them more wine.

I let them eat while I went and checked the living room 
candles and made sure everything was fine. I walked 
back into the kitchen while they finished eating. They 
sat and talked for another half hour after eating 
before they got up and walked back into the living 
room.

I poured them more wine and went out and served them, 
Mark and Tammy were still talking and hardly noticed me 
enter the room.

I finished cleaning the table off and loading the dish 
washer and put the remaining food away. I went back out 
into the living room and couldn’t see them anywhere. My 
heart sank for a moment, than I saw them sitting at the 
little table near the pool and hurried into the kitchen 
and grabbed the bottle of wine and took it out to them.

I refilled their glasses while they talked. Mark smiled 
at me this time and so did Tammy. I made my way back 
into the house and thought about the condoms Jean gave 
me.

I went into the bedroom and turned down the covers on 
the bed and lit the candles on either side. I walked to 
the dresser and pulled out my purse and took out the 
little packages of condoms

Where was I going to put these? I had a brilliant idea.

I walked into the closet and brought out a small 
folding wood table and put it next to the bed. I ran 
out into the kitchen and filled the ice bucket and got 
another bottle of wine and two glasses and ran back 
into the bedroom.

I put the wine bucket on the table and squeezed the 
bottle into the ice and placed the glasses next to the 
bucket with a little towel. 

I put a wash cloth on the end table next to the candle 
by the bed with three of the little packets of condoms 
lined across the wash cloth. Was that a hint?

It was nine-thirty and I walked back into the kitchen 
and poured myself a glass of wine. I felt exhausted 
from cooking and cleaning and serving dinner.

It was almost ten so I took a bottle of wine and walked 
out to the pool and found them kissing as I walked 
close. They had moved to a love seat under the patio 
and didn’t notice me when I walked out. 

Mark had his hand on Tammy’s thigh as they kissed. I 
could even see his tongue entering her mouth and it 
gave me chills watching another man kissing my wife. I 
poured the wine into their glasses and they stopped 
kissing once they heard the noise. 

I smiled at Tammy as she turned to Mark saying, "I have 
to use the bathroom, I’ll be right back."

Tammy got up and walked into the house as I smiled at 
Mark. He had loosened his tie and taken his suit jacket 
off at some point. 

I don’t know what made me say it but I did. Mark was 
sipping his wine as I got up enough nerve.

"Mark... Um... I took the liberty of putting a bottle 
of wine in an ice bucket in Tammy’s bedroom... You’ll 
find everything you need in there... "

"Oh... Fine... Thank you... You’re a very sweat lady... 
Thank you very much... "

My God... What did I just say to Mark? How stud of 
me... 

"Oh... Uh... Jenny? Thank you very much. And... Oh... 
Maybe I’ll see you in the morning?"

I smiled at Mark as I walked away and passed Tammy as 
she returned to sit with Mark.

"Jenny?"

I turned to see what Tammy wanted.

Tammy walked up to me and gave me a kiss, "Thank you 
for cooking dinner and doing everything else tonight... 
"

I hugged Tammy smelling her perfume and smiled at her 
one last time... 

"Good night, Jenny."

"Good night..."

I guess this was my cue... She wanted me to 
disappear... Wanted to be alone with Mark....My heart 
was beating... I could feel it as I walked away... 
Leaving her with him.

I walked out into the kitchen and poured a glass of 
wine and took the bottle with me and went into the 
spare bedroom. I lay on the bed thinking... Wondering 
what they were doing.

The master suite was next to this room. Our beds were 
backed up to one another against the wall. I looked at 
the clock. It was eleven-thirty. I was going crazy 
alone in that room... I had to know... 

I went out into the living room and looked out near the 
pool... They were gone... Where were they... I 
panicked... Where were they?

I could hear the ice swishing around the bucket in the 
bedroom... They were in there... The door was cracked 
open but I didn’t dare take a peek... They would see 
me.

I went back into my room, poured another glass of wine 
and waited... 

I just didn’t know exactly what it was I was waiting 
for other than morning. I remembered the candles... The 
candles! I put down my glass and hurried into the 
dinning room and the candles were already out.

Mark walked out from the dark kitchen and startled 
me... "Oh... You scared me!"

"I’m sorry Jenny... I didn’t mean to frighten you..."

He was standing in front of me naked except for a white 
thong which was bulging out from his dick. He was 
holding a handful of strawberry’s in his hand. 

God... This man was huge... His muscles were 
everywhere. His arms were so big that he resembled one 
of those weight lifters I’d seen on television. 

Mark walked up to me and put his free hand around me 
and kissed me on the lips. I wasn’t expecting it and he 
knew I was stunned.

"Jenny... I had to kiss you, you did such a wonderful 
job with dinner tonight that I wanted to thank you 
again."

His breath smelled from wine and he was drunk but 
trying to act like a gentleman toward me. I almost had 
a heart attack when he hugged me and I felt his hard 
dick rub against my thigh.

"Good night Jenny..."

I smiled as he walked out of sight back into the 
bedroom where Tammy was waiting for him. I still had a 
picture of his masculine body in my mind. He was well 
hung from what I could see and the size of his hands 
was unreal. 

I wondered what he was going to do with the 
strawberries?

I walked back toward my room and saw the door open to 
the master suite. I carefully walked by the open door 
not wanting to be seen. I tried to peek as I walked 
past and saw the light of the candles flickering.

I carefully walked backward and looked inside... I saw 
Tammy’s purple dress laying on the floor along with 
Mark’s clothes... I wanted to lean over but didn’t want 
to get caught.

I continued walking toward my room and shut the door 
and took off my dress and shoes and slipped into my 
nightie. I climbed into bed and drank my wine for the 
next hour. 

It was very quit until a few seconds ago... I could 
hear the bed in the next room... It was a continuous 
sound... Very steady... It had a beat... My heart was 
beating faster... I knew what it was... I had to 
look... Had to see it with my own eyes.

I walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway and 
stalled at the door of their room... I could hear 
them... Hear Tammy moaning... Skin slapping together... 
It was getting louder... Finally I looked... 

I could see Mark... His legs and ass... Moving... There 
were Tammy’s legs... Her feet were resting on his 
ass... Her arms holding his waist as he plunged 
repeatedly into her tiny body.

 Oh God... Her breath was being taken away with each 
thrust... Begging him... She belonged to him! ....To 
Mark... What could I do... He was so huge... 
Massively... Strongly... A Hunk... 

I kept listening... He grunted... It got louder... Much 
louder... She screamed to him... They were cumming... I 
could almost see it... Filling the condom with the seed 
of life... So close to Tammy’s womb... 

His body lay still... They were finished... I could 
hear them kissing... Endlessly... Glancing in the 
room... There were Tammy’s arms... Wrapped around his 
neck... He was still inside her... Only the thin 
material of the condom between his life-giving sperm 
and Tammy’s fertile womb... 

I felt sick to my stomach... I had to leave... I walked 
back to my room and went into the bathroom and leaned 
over the toilet. I just felt sick, but nothing 
happened.

I could hear someone coming, this bathroom was 
connected to their room....Oh God... The door opened... 
Tammy!

"Jenny. Are you all right?"

Tammy was naked and walking toward me. She had seen me 
leaning over the toilet.

"Jenny. What’s wrong? Are you OK?"

I turned to face Tammy... Her breasts... Little red 
marks everywhere... What had Mark done to my wife? She 
looked used... Wore out... We hugged... Suddenly... The 
sound of air and liquid coming from between her legs... 
Like a fart... 

I stood back and looked down... God... There it was... 
A huge glob of sperm running down her inner thigh 
making a wet trail to her knee... Until it broke free 
and hit the floor.

Tammy took some tissue from the sink and wiped off her 
legs... Looked at me embarrassed... 

She hugged me again, taking me by the arm and walked me 
into my room. She began to tuck me in bed...

There he was... Mark... Standing in the doorway 
naked... He was huge... His dick was limp and I could 
only imagine its size when he was stiff. 

He stood in the doorway as Tammy tucked me in, kissed 
me and said good night. Mark was still in the doorway, 
kissed Tammy and disappeared into the bathroom.

He was pissing now. I could hear the huge stream 
hitting the water. Compared to me, it was loud. God... 
Mark didn’t use the condom’s?

His sperm... His life-giving seed... Inside Tammy... My 
heart raced... African seed... There was Tammy standing 
in the bathroom now... Tammy was seated on the 
toilet... He was leaning over and kissing her, playing 
with her tits... Tammy wiped her bottom and they both 
walked away... The light went out.

It was done... Friday was over... Mark took her... Had 
sex with my wife... I allowed it to happen... I did 
nothing but pretend to be a woman... 

Mark’s seed was swimming inside Tammy, looking for her 
eggs. Maybe it happened, maybe they joined and made 
life... I put the condom’s right on the night stand... 
Why?

There was that sound again. It was different this time. 
It had a beat, a tempo but much more harmony. Should I 
dare to get up and look? 

Something inside me said I should. It was a big 
event... Something was happening that would change our 
lives forever. I had to be there... To see for 
myself... It was like the "Changing of the guards at 
Buckingham Palace."

I got out of bed only this time I slipped into a robe. 
I walked into the hallway and peeked inside.

Tammy was riding him... I could see Mark entering her 
pussy... It was stretched... His cock was glistening 
with wetness... I could hear it... Wet sounds... He was 
holding her hips... Guiding her tiny body.

Tammy’s hair was swaying, with each downward motion... 
Her tits swayed in perfect harmony with her hair. Oh 
God... Mark was rotating his hips... He held her steady 
with his firm hands.

Mark’s hands moved... Tammy was leaning down... Kissing 
Mark... Tits pressed down flat on his chest... Black 
arms wrapped around her pale white body. 

Mentally exhausted, I was tired and walked back to my 
room... I fell asleep hearing that sound... I dreamed 
of hearing that sound while I slept... Maybe it wasn’t 
a dream.

(I have several more chapters to post, hope you enjoyed 
the story so far. If you would like to see my profile 
and learn about my own interracial lifestyle than visit 
my web site at www.karenkayonline.com )

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