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The following story contains details of sexual relations between consenting adults. If you are 16 or under you are asked not to read the following. This story contains no references to any person living or dead. It is essentially a romance with a twist. This story is the second to be posted here, please let me know your thoughts. My E-mail is [email protected]. My thanks go to all those who took the trouble to send me comments on Wanted and to Nikkie who made some useful comments to this story. Now this story is finished I can get back to finishing Wanted. However new ideas pop up all the time. Elaine and Me By Elaine Chapter One - Our First Meeting I had two weeks to go before the final degree exams and I was working hard. Perhaps too hard, because I desperately needed a break from the hours and hours of revision. It felt like I just couldn't take in any more detail about Quantum Mechanics or Solid State Theory. My brain had reached saturation point. It got so bad I had even dreamt about strange mathematical symbols and equations that just didn't seem to make any sense. For the last few weeks, I had been slaving away going over my old lecture notes in a bid to secure that much coveted Honours degree in Physics. That does it I thought, time for a break whether I could afford it or not. It was bad enough dealing with this stuff during my waking hours but to dream about it as well. That was just too much. My revision had gone quite well but as usual there was always something else to study and right now I just felt tired and desperately in need of a break. It was a Friday evening so I phoned my brother Frank and I suggested a night out on the town together. He was agreeable and we agreed to meet halfway in the centre of Edinburgh before we went on our usual slow pub-crawl along Rose Street looking at the local talent. We met up at 6:30pm and started on our first pint of 80/- ale (see Authors notes at the end) and we turned to face the potential prospects in the bar. In the corner there were two women chatting closely. One was dark- haired and pretty while her partner was a stunning blonde and obviously much taller. The two were huddled together having a deep conversation and had almost finished their drinks when my brother and I approached. "Can we buy you two ladies a drink?" my brother asked never being one to hold back. "We were just about to leave," smiled the brunette, "but I suppose another Chardonnay would be nice." Her partner politely asked me for a gin and tonic and held up her now empty glass with elegant fingers. We returned to the bar and queued to buy the drinks. "This looks promising," said my brother. "The brunette looks an absolute stunner." "The blonde doesn't look bad either," I said checking over my shoulder and smiling just to make sure that they weren't running out the door. We were eventually served and returned with my brother taking the seat nearest the brunette while I sat beside the blonde. At first it looked like my younger brother and the brunette had hit it off, with both chatting away to each other as if they were long lost friends. Perhaps the long days and nights stuck in front of the books were having an effect on me as I struggled to find the right words to say. I made a general enquiry about her interests and hobbies but she seemed too reserved to let me know what they were. I decided that tack wasn't working and decided to just talk about myself. I introduced myself as John Smith and mentioned my studies and upcoming exams and my sudden need to relax after weeks and weeks of continuous hard work. "What do you study?" She eventually asked shyly. "Physics," I said proudly. "The study of everything in the universe." "Why Physics?" Was her short reply. "Because I always been interested in how things work and how they relate to each other. However all this studying has left me a bit weak at relating to other people and I intend to rectify that after my exams," I declared. "What do you intend to do?" She responded politely with another question. "Well I also want to see a bit of the world before I settle down. However I need to get some money together for that, because my university education has been really expensive. What do you do?" I asked quickly changing the subject back to my pretty partner. While she thought about her response I quickly absorbed her features. She had beautiful big blue eyes with long lashes and blonde shoulder length hair with no sign of any dark roots showing through. Her tapered and carefully arched eyebrows were also fair which seemed to indicate that her hair colour was natural. Her voice though soft had a husky low tone. She had pierced ears with two elegant pearl drop earrings hanging beside two smaller diamond studs in each lobe. She wore a broad gold ring on her third finger of her left hand and her nails were exquisitely long and shaped and painted in a French manicure style with white tips. She wore a blue business jacket and a matching pleated skirt with a creamy white silk blouse showing underneath, while round her neck was a simple pearl necklace. She still seemed uptight about something and spoke softly about her job as a tax consultant with a leading firm of solicitors. "I help with inheritance tax planning and wills," she said. "It's not very exciting. Most of my clients tend to be middle aged or old men with far too much money who don't want to leave it to the tax man when they die." "The office is a bit drab and everyone has to dress conservatively to impress the clients that we are a solid and dependable company," she added. "So what do you do for excitement if your job doesn't provide it," I quickly asked. "Not much, my hobbies are all fairly routine apart from horse riding and I am hoping to race a car later this year when I have had a few lessons from a friend of mine," she smiled. "I'm also just back from a week in Holland." "Apart from that I think I lead a quiet life with reading, buying clothes, music and surfing the Internet are my favourite pastimes. My name is Elaine by the way." She added stretching out her hand. I took her hand and noticed that it was not much smaller than mine was. Her long nails seemed to give the impression that it was. I bought her another gin and tonic and Elaine was starting to loosen up a little more. I found out that she lived with her sister. Only half a mile from my parent's house in a better-heeled district of the city. Her sister Lorraine just happened to be the brunette who was having a good time with my little brother. After an hour or so both girls went off to the ladies joking and laughing, the obvious result of our alcohol purchases and our company. While they were away, my brother and I bought another round of drinks and we gave ourselves a well-deserved comfort break. As we stood facing the urinal, I asked him. "What do you think, are we in luck?" "I don't know about you but Lorraine is definitely worth the effort," he replied. "Elaine seems OK to me. Is Lorraine married? I see she wears a ring." "I don't know yet but what does it matter she seems interested in me. I hope we can spend the rest of the night together." He added shaking the last drops away. "Me too, I don't think we'll stumble across anything better tonight, lad." I said in reference to his position three years my junior. When we returned I noticed that they both had freshened up their makeup and Elaine in particular was wearing a much darker red lipstick and her eyes were more distinctive with longer eyelashes and shadow. I joked as I sat down. "I see you two have your war paint on would you like to go somewhere else. This place is beginning to get a little crowded." "That would be nice," Lorraine said with a smile of white teeth shining through red lips. "What do you have in mind." "Would you two girls like something to eat? We would be happy to buy you dinner in exchange for your company tonight," I added. The two girls talked to each other and then smiled their answer. "Yes, we're famished." Soon we were handing them menus at the Chinese restaurant up the street, which was what they wanted from the thousands of places in town. We continued to talk and eat for the next two hours and feeling tired both girls were reluctant to go on to a disco or go for another late drink. So sadly we all headed home by taxi with my carefully planned weekly expenditure budget in tatters but my studies gladly long forgotten with my arm around Elaine's slim waist. Since we lived close by, we paid off the taxi driver and walked them to their front gate. Their house was in a leafy suburb with its own private grounds that obviously cost a great deal of money to buy unlike our parent's 3 bedroom ex-council house. Both girls kept saying that they had had a wonderful time and readily agreed to meet us again tomorrow. I could see that my brother was none too pleased because he would not be able to recover his investment in Elaine's sister for another day. "I'm sorry but we really need to get to bed early," said Lorraine stepping inside the gate. "Elaine has a big day tomorrow morning. Come on Elaine." Before she responded to her sister's command. I at least was rewarded with a kiss that took my breath away. She parted my lips and inserted her tongue that immediately had my penis erect and wanting more. "Thanks for a wonderful evening. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon if you come round," she whispered and then she was gone into the gloom of her long driveway. We shouted "Goodnight" and ran most of the way home in the still late spring night air. Soon I was lying in my own bed happy that I found a girl like Elaine who just seemed to like me. Chapter Two - An Afternoon Together The next morning, I got up late relishing the feeling of being at home in my own comfortable bed after the weeks away on the stiff board I used at the campus halls of residence. I lounged around and had quite a large breakfast watching TV as my brother had been called out to repair a broken ventilation system. So it was nearly 1:00pm when I grabbed my jacket and stepped out the door. I quickly walked back along the road towards Elaine's house. Turning the last bend I noticed a car stopped outside the gates to their house and a woman stepping out to open the gate. It was Elaine and she looked gorgeous. As I approached I could see that she was wearing a pair of high- heeled boots and a tight white skirt that showed off her shapely rear. The car drove in and Elaine looked up from closing the gate to see me approach and she immediately waved and smiled. "Hi you timed that well," she beamed. We're just back from a busy morning in town," she had air of inner happiness and radiance that seemed to be missing the night before. "Can I come in," I said. "Sure," and she opened the gate for me. As she opened the gate I could see that she had been treating herself to some beauty work because her hands now sported some extra long red nails that extended a centimetre past her fingertips. Her eyebrows had also been trimmed back to a more shapely arch that tapered to a finer point and her hair was wonderfully styled and curled and just framed her painted face well. Her ears also sported some extra long silver earrings that almost touched her shoulders and dazzled me in the strong sunlight. I grabbed her hand and we walked together up the drive towards the parked car with Lorraine ahead busy retrieving packages from the car's boot. She walked well in her heels but the restriction in her tight skirt meant that she had to walk quickly to maintain my speed of walking. "It looks as though you had a busy morning," I said to the both of them as we approached the car. "Here let me help with some of those packages." All three of us entered the thirties style house weighed down with bags and placed them on the dining room table. "Elaine couldn't resist buying some new clothes to go with her new look," said Lorraine. "I got some good news yesterday and I just felt like celebrating with a change of look," she countered. "From what I saw last night there wasn't much wrong with the old look," I said honestly. Ignoring my comment, Lorraine smiled when she told me to take a seat in the lounge. "Make yourself at home and we'll be back shortly once all these packages are safely upstairs." I sat down in the lounge and noticed that all the morning mail waiting on the coffee table was addressed to a Mr and Mrs Eric Wilson. Perhaps that was Elaine's parents but there was no evidence of their existence apart from some dated wedding photographs on the bookcase. I shrugged and picked up the Times and started reading. Soon both were back down but only Elaine was wearing something different. "Do you like my new clothes," she gasped after her rapid flight downstairs. She wore a pair of chunky wooden platform sandals with a half- inch thick sole and 4" heel. Her tight stretch jeans were rolled up to below her knees and she wore a silky blouse with a plunging neckline that revealed what I assumed was a well endowed 34" chest. "Well you look great," I smiled looking up from the sports page. "What do you feel like doing this afternoon?" I asked hoping that it wouldn't cost too much on my badly stretched finances. "We intend to give you some lunch to repay you for dinner last night and then we thought we could go out for a movie later," and with that she turned and headed for the kitchen her heels clacking on the kitchen tiles. Turning to me after placing some flowers in a vase, Lorraine said suddenly, " Elaine really likes you." "I really like her," I responded. "She is so warm and feminine. I hope that we can become good friends." "She likes the fact that you didn't want any pay-back last night and that you were a gentleman towards her. I also think that it must run in the family because I think your brother is a nice man too. Where is he?" she asked. "He had to work this morning to deal with a minor emergency at a hospital but he should be free this afternoon," I said. "He told me that he would like to see you again." "May be we could all go out together this afternoon," she said as Elaine returned with some hot soup and rolls on a tray. "That smells nice," I said. "You haven't told me your good news yet." "Lorraine and I are going to London in a couple of days time for two long weeks." "Where will you be staying?" I asked surprised that she would be leaving. "We have a hotel booked," she added. "While we are away it will give you the perfect excuse to get on with your studies and pass those exams. I wouldn't want to distract you," Lorraine replied with a smile. As she set the tray down, I noticed that she was playing with her long nails and was obviously unaccustomed to the longer length as she grasped her soup spoon. "Your nails look like they were made for scratching a man's back what possessed you to get them that long." I asked her. "Oh I wanted to show that I was a lady of leisure while I was away. They do take some getting used to and even some basic functions such as putting on clothes are much harder to achieve. Do you like them?" she asked flashing them in front of my face like a cat with its claws. "I think they look terrific, if my back needs scratching I'll know who to ask," I laughed. I also noticed that her simple wedding band was missing but that her hand including one thumb was full of rings of all types. She also wore several gold rope bracelets including a gold slave bracelet. Studying her nails closely, she added. "They are virtually unbreakable and should last the time we are away. I'll have to trim them back before I get back to work, I don't think I could operate a keyboard with these." We ate the soup and didn't speak much until we finished. Lorraine jumped up and disappeared with the empty plates. Elaine surprised me by getting up from her chair and sat down beside me on the sofa. "I like you a lot John. Do think that we might see each other again after your exams and our holiday," she said looking demure with her eyes framed in dark eyeliner and long lashes. "I haven't thought about anything or anybody else since last night. I even dreamt about you last night" I lied. "I hope that it wasn't a nightmare," she laughed. "No I have had plenty of those lately but I just dreamt that we were walking through the park holding hands and feeding the ducks," I said quickly inventing the first romantic thing that came into my mind. "That sounds sweet, maybe we can do that this afternoon," she said and then she leaned over and kissed me tenderly with her creamy red lips. I kept my eyes open and could see the shock on Lorraine's face as she returned from the kitchen to see our embrace and she shook her head slightly. I winked at her and she started to smile. I could breath in Elaine's sweet perfume and could feel her breasts against my chest. Her long nails scraped against my face as she homed in and then tugged at my ear lobes. "Your ear lobes look good enough to chew," she said. "Have you ever thought of having one pierced?" "No," I said, "I'm afraid I'm a bit conservative. I just like to see women wearing jewellery. "That's a pity you would look good with a small gold loop in your left ear." "I'll pass just now," I said hoping she would drop the subject. "It would be easy with a large needle and an ice cube and you could wear one of my old gold sleeper studs until it heals. Go on, it would only take a minute. I would really like it." She kept on rubbing my ear and stopped to wipe the lipstick that was all over my lips. "What would it involve," I asked lamely. "Well we take a needle and the sleeper ring and boil them for a few minutes, we take some alcohol and rub both sides of your earlobe and an ice cube." "An Ice cube?" I queried. "It helps to make your ear numb so you won't feel the needle piercing the skin," she said. "After that the sleeper goes in and is held in place with a small clip on the back." "I don't know." "I promise it won't hurt and I'll give you two kisses if it does and three if it doesn't," she added. "That might make it worthwhile," not looking forward to this procedure. Soon I was sporting a smile, Elaine's old earring and more lipstick marks on my cheeks. It didn't hurt but how was I going to explain this to my brother and my parents. "Now you are wearing my ring so to speak," she giggled. I blushed and said that it would be an honour to wear it while we were friends. "The next two weeks are going to be difficult for me," I added. "Why?" "Because I have two weeks of revision before my finals and you will be on my mind a lot." "You will just have to be strong and work hard. Even when I get back from our holiday I think that you will have to wait until after your last exam before we see each other again." Trying to be sensible I replied, "so long as we can pick up where we left off." "If you get your degree it will be worthwhile," she said as she leaned over to kiss me again. Just then Lorraine walked back in and asked if my brother would be home yet. "I don't know but I'll soon find out if I can use your phone." "OK," she said. "Tell him we'll meet him at the cinema." As I rang him, I noted Elaine's telephone number into my brain again and again until I couldn't forget it. Soon we were on our way with Elaine and I in the back and Lorraine driving her white 3 Series BMW. I don't remember much of the film as I stroked Elaine's soft hair and snuggled into her perfumed neck. She reciprocated opening her mouth and using her tongue and as usual she tasted sweet and fresh. She used those new long talons to scratch my skin on my back and neck and soon I was putting my hand on her knee and moving up the inside of her jean covered legs towards her crotch. She clamped her thighs together just as I started to make progress trapping my hand in vice like grip. As she pulled my hand free she said, "Not now, that will be your reward after you pass your exams." I kissed her again and fondled her breasts, which felt full and ripe. The only mystery was her nipples didn't seem to respond to my massage. They didn't perk up as I expected though Elaine's other responses were as expected. We kissed and kissed and I gave her a small love bite on her neck and soon it was time to go. My brother gave me a smile and a wink when we walked out, as it seemed that Lorraine minus her lipstick had loosened up too. Both girls headed for the ladies to freshen up and we split up with Lorraine heading for my brother's van while I went with Elaine to the BMW. On the way back, Elaine stopped the car near to a park entrance and she asked me if I wanted to relive my dream. "That sounds OK. Do you have any bread?" I asked "No but we can watch other people feeding them," she said pointing to the gathering near to the duck pond. I got out and went round to open her door and she got out and headed for the park entrance holding on to my hand. She was still wearing those high-heeled sandals and that made her movements deliberate as she headed down the steps towards the pond. I held her hand tightly in case she slipped on the wet path. She looked so defenceless and so utterly feminine. She teetered the remaining 50 yards towards the pond with me holding on to her to prevent her falling. "I think wearing these heels was not such a good idea on this ground," she said when we had almost arrived at the pond. "I don't usually wear them this high but I wanted to make an impression on you." "You certainly did that." I said truthfully. "I know they are not sensible but I kind of like you wearing them. They make your legs longer and your rear wiggles sexily as you walk" "You do, wait until you see my biggest heels at home. They must be over 5" high and they take some effort to stand in never mind walk," she joked. "These are surprisingly comfortable and they fit me well." "I believe you," I said, "Though they don't look it." We stood and watched the ducks being fed with my arm around her waist and her head on my shoulder. I noticed that waist seemed very narrow and was able to get my long arms around it and hug her close to me. "You have a really narrow waist," I said. "I'm glad you noticed, I've been on a diet and I started aerobics three times a week because my middle has swollen in the last couple of weeks for some reason," she answered. Delightful, I thought this girl is turning into my biggest fantasy, long blonde hair, long nails, red juicy lips, slim waist and high heels. It made me wonder what she saw in me with my academic record. Soon we were back at the car and she massaged her ankles before she prepared to move off still wearing the sandals. "Don't you find it difficult to drive wearing such high heels," I asked as she started driving. "I used to but now I don't notice it anymore," she replied Soon we were parking the 2.5 litre car in the garage and moving indoors. After disabling the house alarm she kicked off her sandals and sat down on the couch overlooking the huge flower garden. She reached up; I took her hand and sat down beside her. We embraced and cuddled and finally we came up for air from the strongest embrace yet. "Could I get you to massage my feet and ankles for me, I guess my shoes didn't fit me so well after all." I took her foot and started working my thumbs on her soles near her toes and her arches. I sucked her toes now covered with red paint to match her fingernails. "That feels so good, my arches are really sore after a week in heels and I guess these sandals will take a little longer to get used to," she added with a demure look at me. As I massaged her feet with my tongue and fingertips I said, "The next few weeks had better go quickly because I would quite like to see you again." "They will. Before you know it, we will be back together again." "I hope so," I replied, "the last 24 hours have been magical. I would really like to get you into bed and make love." "Lorraine should be home soon so that will not be possible but when I get back we will get together, I promise," she said. "How do you think your exams will go?" she asked rapidly changing the subject. "I think they should go well but I have a couple of subjects that might cause me problems. I just hope that I can get through the next few weeks." She reached over and switched on the television and was soon watching the box with her head down on my lap. I stroked her long hair but she didn't seem to notice. At around 6:30pm her sister walked in and started toward the kitchen. She made us a snack and talked about our day together and would we be seeing each other again. Soon she was declaring that my brother and her would not be going any further. She liked his looks but sadly his outlook didn't match her expectations. "His sole interest in life seems to be football and that just doesn't mean all that much to me," she declared. "He's a nice enough guy, probably hard working but he just didn't make enough effort to get to know me." "That's a pity," I said. "Have you told him you don't want to see him again?" I asked. "Yes just now," she replied. "How did he take it?" I asked sitting up now Elaine had lifted her head up of my lap. "Quite well, he just said that he hoped that you and Elaine would continue to see each other." I looked at her and she looked at me and I said. "I know that we will be seeing each other again, unless I'm mistaken." She smiled at me with those red lips spreading wider. Soon it was time to leave and I kissed her at her front door as she stood in her dressing gown and pink mules at the front door. "Have a good holiday," I shouted as I left. "Work hard, I'll see you when I get back. Bye." I turned and ran home as quickly as I could. I had a tepid shower and crashed out in bed beside my now snoring brother. The next day I returned to my books at the campus. I realised that the only way to make the next 2 or 3 weeks go faster was to work hard and concentrate. It was going to be difficult but I had to do it. I had to make Elaine feel really proud of me. Chapter Three - Revelations It had been tough, working through the night until 2 or 3 in the morning, catching naps, eating quickly, and always carrying a notebook even when visiting the toilet. It had been four weeks of the hardest and most extensive period of study I had ever been through. When the exams were over it felt that there was something missing from my life. I felt as though I should still be working flat-out. I wouldn't know the results for another week but I felt confident enough that I would at least secure a second class honours degree and right now the only other thing on my mind was Elaine. I couldn't wait to get home and celebrate. I was already packed up and waited patiently for my brother to arrive with his van to pick up my gear. Soon I was home and dumping my luggage in my crowded bedroom. I dumped all my dirty laundry in the basket and tidied up my books but I just couldn't settle. The pace of the exams and the revision had left me up high and seemingly unable to calm down. It was a Friday afternoon, my brother had gone back to work and Elaine would be at work so I tried to calm down. I got my mountain bike out of the shed and gave it a thorough overhaul before heading out for a 10-mile ride over the Pentland Hills (see note below). On the way back it started to rain, but I was so happy to be able to get out after so many weeks cooped up that I ignored the mixture of rain and sweat. At 5pm I stripped and showered, put on my best casual clothes and walked along to Elaine's house. Her white BMW was in the drive so she was home. I felt happy as I opened the gate and headed towards the front door. I rang the doorbell and Lorraine called out, "Who's there?" "Hi Lorraine," I shouted back. "It's John, is Elaine home?" "No she's working late," I could hear muffled voices inside the house. "Can I come in for a second?" I asked feeling disappointed. "Just a second while I open the door," she replied. I smile at the door opening to see Lorraine with her usual tanned skin looking beautiful. "I would invite you in but I'm getting ready to go out and everything is in such a mess." "That's OK could you please tell Elaine that I dropped by the first chance I had. Could you also ask her to call me when she gets in and I'll come right back?" I replied. I started to leave and then Lorraine asked me how my exams went. "Fine I think, I should find out in a few days whether I've been awarded first or second class honours. I am reasonably happy with they went though." As I went through the gate and turned to close it behind me, I looked back at the house and I'm sure I saw someone through the net curtains upstairs looking down at me. I pretended not to notice and the figure continued to watch me as I walked with hunched shoulders against the weather home. There didn't seem to be much point hanging around even if Elaine was in the house as I suspected. I could hardly go back and accuse Lorraine of lying if I was to remain good friends. After two hours watching boring Friday night TV and tidying up my bedroom, the phone went with Lorraine on the other end. "I'm sorry John, Elaine rang to say that she is tied up with a client and she won't be home until really late. Can you come around tomorrow?" she asked. "Sure no problem. What time?" "Make it after 11:00am that should be OK," Lorraine replied. Next day I was up early, had a haircut to tidy up my scruffy long hair and bought some new shoes and jeans. Finally I bought two expensive bunches of flowers and headed back over to Elaine's house. She opened the door on my second knock and kissed me straight on the mouth with her arms folded around my head. She was radiant, her skin brown, her make up perfect, her eyes twinkling and her eyelashes full and long and tinted dark blue. "For me?" she asked as she grabbed the flowers with her hands and she put them to her nose. I noticed that her nails were still long and painted a deep cherry red. Wiping the layer of lipstick from my lips, I nodded but said, "no actually they are for Lorraine for passing on the message for me yesterday." She smiled and pretended to hit me with them before clutching them back to her chest, "Oh You." As she dropped the flowers into her arms, I noticed that she now sported three gold loops of varying diameters in each earlobe and a gold clip near the top of each ear. Her hair was still long and blonde but tied in a ponytail. She wore a pretty short sleeved floral print dress with flesh-coloured tights and her usual high-heeled sandals. She looked drop dead gorgeous. I said simply. "You have no idea how much I missed you." "I can guess," she said and she held up two fingers just an inch apart. "That much." "I missed you more than that," and reached forward to kiss her again. As I kissed her red lips again she responded by tasting me with her tongue which forced its way past my teeth. When I came up for air, I said. "I was going to ask if we could pick up where we left off but that kiss tells me I don't need to worry about that. The last four weeks have been the longest of my life" "Me too, and I've thought about nothing else, " and she pulled me inside. "Lorraine not around?" I asked. "Nope," and she continued to pull me over to the large settee in the lounge before settling down in a tight clench. I rubbed her massive breasts and immediately noticed that something was different with nipples clearly reacting to my caresses. Soon she was moaning and kissing me back with a passion that was missing from the first period of our relationship. Before anything more could happen I could hear Lorraine's heels on the hall floor and the front door closing. Immediately Elaine switched off and quickly came to her senses. She shouted out. "Hi Lorraine, we are in the living room." As Lorraine entered Elaine asked, "how come you're back so soon?" "It's just as well I did come because you two look as though you haven't been together for decades never mind just four weeks," she smiled at me as she wiped Elaine's lipstick from my face with a hankie from her bag. I replied, "Absence is supposed to make the heart grow fonder isn't it?" Elaine concurred, "It's OK sister, we were just making up for lost time." Lorraine asked Elaine to follow her into the kitchen and I soon heard the two of them in talking but not loud enough so I could understand what it was they were saying. They seemed to be having an argument but I thought sisters are always arguing and I just picked up the paper and read it. The argument went on for about five minutes and I hoped that I would soon find out what was causing all the heated. I thought that it might be me and that Lorraine didn't approve of me after what Frank had done. I was soon immersed in the paper wading through the business and travel sections quite quickly while dwelling on the sports pages. I moved slightly and saw that Lorraine had been busy shopping and had bought some new sexy lingerie from Marks and Spencer (see note) with the bags open on the floor. I picked up the Magazine supplement and I had started reading that when the two girls clicked their heels over the hardwood floor towards me. Elaine I noticed had replaced her lipstick and looked her usual ultra feminine self while Lorraine looked just plain pretty in comparison. They sat down either side of me and Elaine poured me a cup of coffee and then one for each other. We sat and drank for a moment not saying anything. I looked at both of them in turn and asked. "Am I getting in the way today?" "No. Why?" asked Elaine briskly. "It's just that you two seemed to be having a heated discussion and I thought that I might be the cause," I said looking at Lorraine who sat back relaxed sipping her coffee. "You are not the cause, John but your presence has focused a problem with Elaine that needs to be resolved now," Lorraine answered in between sips of her obviously hot coffee. "Oh?" I asked this time turning towards Elaine. She swallowed some coffee and then some saliva in a bid to make her mouth really dry and then she started what I thought was going to be the big elbow out the door. Oh well it had been good while it lasted. I was mentally getting ready to go home. "John you know that I really like you and I want to keep seeing you. In the short time I have known you, you have shown all the right qualities I am looking for in a man. You are caring, fun to be with, romantic and a nice guy but you have to know something more about me if our relationship is to continue," said Elaine looking nervously at her sister and not back at me. "What?" I asked still dreading that I would be shown the red card and not what I was about to hear "John," she said looking down at her red toenails and again not at my face, "You have to realise that I was not female at birth. I am a transsexual." I put my cup down with a bang on the table and stood up and moved away towards the window and looked out over the expanse of rain swept lawn. "What did you just say, you are not a woman?" I said as I turned. "No John, I was Lorraine's husband Eric up until 18 months ago and with her help I have now changed into Elaine. When I said we were going on holiday to London. It wasn't so much for a holiday, it was more for my final operations to become a fully functioning female." My jaw dropped in astonishment. My dream girl had been a guy. What in the name of hell to I do now? I loved her body and her mind but a transsexual was not something that I had expected. I should have suspected something, the broad band wedding ring, the large hands, the changes, and the letter on the table. All had been clues but I had been too na?ve to notice. "While I was away, the doctors have given me a new vagina from the remains of my penis. My breasts didn't respond very well to the hormone treatment so I had some breast implants, my Adam's apple was shaved and some fat was removed from my waist and replaced into my hips." "Why?" I stuttered. "Because for as long as I can remember I felt that I should have been a girl. Ever since I was four or five I wanted to wear female clothes though the closest I got apart from wearing my sister's clothes was wearing my kilt to Sunday school." "When I married Lorraine, I tried to put those feelings away at the back of my head but they kept on resurfacing and it was only a matter of time when she noticed that her clothes were being disturbed. Finally she decided to spring a trap and hid a video camera in the bedroom and soon she confronted me with her evidence. I was devastated but instead she rapidly came to terms with it and decided to help me with my ambition to become a real woman." "So what did you do?" I asked Lorraine. "I forced her to confront herself. After months of cross-dressing we eventually made an appointment with our GP but he was hopeless, the old fool did the only thing that he could and referred her to a psychiatrist. After a few weeks, Elaine started wearing female clothes full time and I helped her achieve the look you see today." "Helped her? You mean him don't you?" I asked still unsure of Elaine's true sex. "Elaine is female and Eric no longer exists," Lorraine explained as Elaine looked on with tears running down her cheeks and taking with it dark smudges of eyeliner. "What exactly made you decide?" I asked Lorraine still unsure of whether I wanted to stay or go home. "After I helped Elaine dress up and applied her make-up and wig that first time, I could see that not only would she make an extremely attractive woman but that she began to feel at ease with herself. To become herself. Eric had gone. He had died while Elaine was borne. It was a transformation. I had lost my husband but I had gained a sister. It was obvious to me and to her that Elaine should begin the transition to full womanhood as quickly as possible." "But transsexuals are not fully biological females they still have the genetic code of a male, don't they? So isn't this a charade trying to be someone you're not?" I asked. "Yes you are right, I'll always be a biological male but my sexual appearance now matches what my brain has wanted since I was little," said Elaine still mopping up tears with a paper handkerchief. "Was it painful what you went through?" I asked and added "the surgery I mean." "Yes it was painful and I'm still suffering. I have to keep my vagina from closing and I had to use dilators and douches several times a day. That part can be quite painful as my new vagina is fashioned from my penis turned inside out. I have a fully functioning clitoris as the nerving endings to the penis head were carefully retained. They didn't just cut off my penis and testicles. They used what was there to create a female sex organ complete with labia. The clitoris they created feels very sensitive but my days of ejaculating are over. With the hormone treatments I had been on that had happened anyway at least now my body is the way I want it now. "With no testosterone being produced, I have been suffering hot flushes and that was why I wasn't able to see you last night when you came round. My hormone levels have also caused some problems with my breasts and the chest implants are also taking some getting used to. "My scars elsewhere have healed quite well but I still have some bruising and if you want I will show you my body. I don't want to hide anything from you. I think that when you see me you will see that I can still be the woman in your life." With that she got up and she started to slowly take her clothes off. She treated me to a striptease without the music and soon she was down to her stockings, suspenders, panties and bra. Always the gentleman, I said, "I don't think that you have to take any more clothes off. I believe you that you have the gone the full Monty." She walked over to me and took my hands and put them on her waist and looked into my eyes. "I know that I deceived you but I honestly thought that you wouldn't want to go through with a long term relationship. That was the only reason I didn't tell you sooner. I'll understand it if you want to go home now and never want to see me again. I'll be devastated because I've grown to like you a lot and you seem to have taken this revelation quite well." I looked into her eyes and drew her close and gave her a cuddle and a kiss on her bare shoulder. "I want you take off your panties and bra now. Let me see what you look like," I whispered in her ear. "OK," and she stood back sniffing back the tears but still steady in her skyscraper heels. The bra was quickly detached and she handed it to me and I noted it had a 36C-cup size on the back. It was lacy and had a silky texture and it was warm and smelled of her perfume. She started tugging at her tight fitting panties that fitted her wide hips so well. Apart from the lack of pubic hair that was still growing back and some bruising, it looked like a female vulva. She spun round and I was sure I was looking a beautiful woman. There was no body hair anywhere apart from that stubble at her crotch while her legs seemed to go on forever. "I'm still a little tender down there but the doctor has said that very gentle intercourse is possible. Do you want to try?" she asked. "No not yet, I'm still coming to terms with what you have told me. Obviously the first thing that drew me towards you was your physical appearance. I thought you were gorgeous when I first saw you in that pub. Obviously this revelation changes things slightly. I mean as a former man we can't get married or you can't conceive. I would have liked to marry you and start a family. Now I don't see how we can." I said looking at her she started to put her clothes back on. Finally I added, "You must know that you are the most gorgeous creature that I have ever met." "There are ways around all of those problems," she declared. "We can get legally married abroad. Several countries allow transsexuals to marry and Lorraine has agreed to help us with the conception and birth of a child. If you do decide to continue, you will in effect be marrying both of us." "You talk of marriage as though it is still something that is possible. I'm sorry Elaine this has knocked the wind out of sails and it will take time to adjust. I would like to start again and see what develops. We are both young and there is plenty of time." "Does that mean that you still want to have a relationship with me?" she asked with her usual pouting lips staring at me. I took my time and paced about the room with two pairs of eyes watching my every move. I walked back to the window and looked out again, my dreams had been shattered but I was still captivated and fascinated by her. Most of all I really loved her. This was going to be difficult then I spoke. "I need time, to think about this, OK. I think I would like to have some time by myself now." I walked through to the hall and Elaine followed me like a lost little lamb pulling on her top clothes. I got my jacket and put it on and with one last despairing look from her, I said goodbye. As I went through the door, I put my hands in my pockets and trudged up the drive. About half way up I looked back, half expecting her to be standing in the doorway. However the door was closed and I could just imagine (or I hoped I could imagine) the tears that were being shed inside instead. Instead of walking home, for some reason I found myself turning right. Perhaps it was because I knew that it would bring me back past the gates to her house again that I went that way. Anyway I didn't know what to think anymore. I had had my suspicions that something wasn't right but now they had been confirmed. I suspected that Elaine and Lorraine were having a lesbian affair or something and that I was getting in the way. But this was completely unexpected. I was numb and my stomach was churning. I had been dating a guy, kissing a guy and a guy had been kissing me. This was weird, I knew I wasn't a homosexual, that was what attracted me to Elaine in the first place. She wasn't a drag queen or some obvious transvestite; she had the appearance of a woman. A very feminine woman. I knew I was na?ve but this, I hadn't expected this. Who would, it's not every day that you meet a transsexual? I continued to walk despite the slight drizzle that had started. I tossed the questions up in the air and tried to catch the answers but I was having problems because I didn't have enough hands and those I did have weren't budging from my warm pockets. I thought hard about my future and how it would be with her and without her. She was great fun to be with, she was wealthy, I wasn't, she was beautiful and I loved the way she looked. She was extremely convincing and she definitely liked me. Or at least she did until I left. Perhaps I could start another relationship in time and forget all about her? Get married to a nice girl, get a mortgage on a 3 bedroom semi detached house, have 3 kids and work from 9 to 5 every day and go home again. Have a fortnight every year in Marbella or Majorca and go round to her mother's for Christmas Dinner. Is that what I wanted? The alternative would be Elaine, who lived impulsively, who lived in the fast lane, who knew what a man like me loved and what she loved in a man. Could she really be that bad for me to react the way I did? Did she deserve it? Well she had deceived me but then again she had told me. She hadn't taken the relationship much further than a few days. Her sister had been the reason that happened though. If Lorraine hadn't forced her, we would probably still be together. OK maybe that meant she was frightened to lose me. Tell me and I go out and walk in the rain for a little bit or not come back. That was not something she wanted. She wanted me, she really did. The trouble was I knew in my heart I wanted her and I turned and walked back through the now heavy rain back to the gate. I stood at the gate looking at the lights in the house, standing like some frighten rabbit caught in the glare of a car headlamp. The rain was getting heavier and after 10 minutes I was soaked through. I had to make up my mind, I could either walk past or go back in. I know what she and I really wanted but I was still feeling nervous when stood dripping water on the doorstep and rang the doorbell. Lorraine answered the door; "She is in the living room, just go on through." "Thanks Lorraine," I said and walked through to the living room where she was perched on the massive settee. She turned as I entered and smiled. I just stood there dripping water all over the clean carpet and she came running. "You came back, you came back," she said squealing with delight. "Yes I came back, please give me a little time, but yes I would like to remain your boyfriend, if you will have me." The kiss told me the answer and I melted, I knew I was hooked. As I held her I looked over at Lorraine and watched her leave the room with tears in her eyes. Chapter Four ? Our Relationship Starts I telephoned my folks to say that I would be staying at Elaine's house for the rest of the weekend. She put on a flowing kaftan robe and we went back to the settee where we cuddled and kissed "I feel so happy that you haven't left me to go home," she said in between a heavy bout of kissing. "Where did you go, what did you do?" "Oh I just wandered about in the rain, thinking things through in my mind. I never imagined this would happen, I thought of the alternatives and what you meant to me," I answered honestly. "Well what do I mean to you?" she asked. "This," and I reached forward and gently kissed her on the lips. "Heh, I've just realised that I just kissed a guy and it didn't feel too bad," I joked. "I'm not a guy anymore," she looked at me with her lip turned down. "Just kidding, no guy could ever look like you and from what I've seen you are more woman than I could possibly imagine. Since I met you have been in my thoughts constantly and I hope that I can be part of your life for a long time to come." With that she pulled me down onto her lips again and I parted them with my tongue. She allowed me to enter her mouth and soon she was darting her tongue into my mouth as our saliva mixed together. When I pulled back I said, "have you done anything to your lips? They seem so much more fuller and kissable." "It took you a while to notice but yes the doctors gave me collagen injections to make the lips thicker and to have more pout." "I think they succeeded." I added looking into her doe-like eyes. I think I was falling in love. "John, I want to show you my commitment for you. I have never done this with a man before but I really want to give you an orgasm in the only way I know how." "What do you want to do?" I asked. "Will you go upstairs and take a shower and then go to the middle bedroom and I'll soon show you what I want you to do." I was soon scrubbed clean and was towelling myself dry, when Lorraine walked in the unlocked bathroom. "I'm sorry," she said as I quickly pulled the towel across my middle. "I didn't realise you were in here but I really needed to use the toilet." "I'll get out of the way," and left her while I headed to Elaine's room. Entering she was in a pretty lace night-dress and I came right over to her and kissed her on the mouth before moving to both breasts. "Oh John that was so wonderful. Now it is my turn to show affection towards you. I want you to lie down on the bed with your arms outstretched." "Why?" "Just do it and shut your eyes." "OK." And seconds later my wrists were secured to the bedposts by two hidden handcuffs. "What?" "I don't want any interruptions," she said, "and the handcuffs ensure that. I hope you don't mind some mild bondage but I want to gag you with this now. She was holding up something that looked like it came off a pool table with a leather strap and buckles. "What the hell is that?" I shouted. "It's called a ball gag and I want you to wear it as you go into orgasm," and with that she inserted it into my mouth stretching my lips uncomfortably. My teeth stopped my tongue pushing it out however as she moved her breasts in front of my face she reached and tightened the buckle of the strap behind my head. "The last part is this face piece that straps across the front and it gives you a really helpless look. I hope you enjoy this," she said as she buckled the four straps. I just shook my head but couldn't talk. She treated me to the sight of her gorgeous body. She floated about in a pair of wicked looking black patent 4" stiletto heels. She put her leg across my body and knelt such that her behind was on my stomach. She bent forward and kissed my forehead, then she said, "relax this is my gift to you for coming back to me. I want to please you now like you have never ever been before." With my lips covered she smothered the rest of my face with kisses, she nibbled and bit at my ear lobes, I just lay there, my eyes changing from wide open to closed as she touched each new erogenous zone on my body. I could feel her take my earring into her mouth and move it with tongue. She sucked it hard and then stuck her tongue into my ear. Soon she was licking and teasing my chest and nipples with her tongue. She spent a few minutes on both nipples teasing them and biting them gently. Alternating between them, I looked down and could see her blonde mane moving across. I could feel the roughness of her tongue. Still she wasn't finished, slowly she licked down my long hairless torso and it seemed obvious where she was headed. She reached my navel and her tongue probed inside it; the feeling was electric as she guided herself down still further. She licked and kissed the inside of each leg, and cradled my balls with her hand. Her long nails were still squeezing and playing with my nipples. She would pinch them and pull them out gently. Her nails looked like clippers with my soft flesh caught in between. I was so turned by this witch and I couldn't lift a finger to help but then that had been her plan. My penis was fully erect and she scraped at it with her nails as she finally guided it into her wet mouth. I looked down between my legs and saw her take all 7 inches with great relish into her mouth. She started bobbing up and down and when she could feel that I was coming she would stop and concentrate on my breasts again. This went on several times, each time I was becoming more desperate, I cried through the gag asking for release from both the bonds and my erection. Finally this six or seventh time, she kept me in her mouth and seconds later I was spent. She swallowed every drop of my sperm production of the last few days and it was without doubt the best orgasm of my entire life. As my erection subsided, she lay alongside me still tweaking my nipples and I tried to remind her of my still helpless state. "Oh OK, I'll let you loose now, if that's what you want," she said She quickly released me and then snuggled her head up into my armpit. I stroked her hair and I finally I got my breath back enough to speak. "That was incredible you know exactly how to please a man." "May be it's because I was a man in a past life," she smiled. "I just want to make you happy and I hope that our relationship can grow. I have never ever done that before and I just wanted to show how much I cared about you." "Elaine, I have been thinking that for this relationship to work, no one must realise that you are a transsexual. I'll have to expect you to be as feminine as possible in your mannerisms at all times. You may not like it but that must mean you wearing a dress or skirts only. Please do not cut your hair and despite your work, I like your long nails so please do not shorten them. You walk so well in heels and I want to see you wear them all the time even in the house here." "If it pleases you master," she interrupted. "It's not that, you are my icon of femininity and I do not want you to change, so promise you'll do all that for me." "I promise because it's an easy promise to keep. I like wearing that stuff anyway though it will be interesting so see me riding a horse in a skirt tomorrow," she said. "What will happen between you and Lorraine now I'm here," I asked ignoring her last comment. "We should continue to be good friends and act like sisters rather than as husband and wife, our divorce came through two weeks ago, so technically I am a single woman now but my birth certificate cannot be changed." "I don't even know what age you are. What age are you Elaine?" I asked "How about 25 days old!" she replied laughing. "No how old are you really?" I replied. "I was 19 three months ago why?" "It is just that you look so much older, so much more mature. You look and act so much like a lady. If you are only 19, when did you and Lorraine get spliced?" I asked finally. "I had just turned 17 (see note) when we were married and it was good to begin with but then she caught me out and those events have led me to live as a woman for the last 2 years or so." "You do it so well, like you have been a woman all your life." "That's thanks to Lorraine who helped me make the transition. She gave me lessons in all manner of things including how to wash dishes correctly and all the other domestic and unglamorous chores a girl must do." "Like ironing and hoovering," I said smiling. "Like those, Lorraine was pleased when I took up all the chores that I took for granted as being her responsibility." I lay on my side with Elaine pushing her buttocks back into my front. She snuggled down under the quilt and fell asleep with her head on my arm. Soon we were both fast asleep. Chapter Five ? Sunday with Elaine I woke up to find Elaine still asleep and attached to me like a limpet. I looked at her face in close and could see nothing in it to indicate any trace of a male past. Her pierced ears and the three hoops in each side, her eyebrows plucked into a fine arch. Her nose seemed pert with small nostrils through which I could see her quietly breathing. Looking at her luscious lips I leaned over and kissed her. She woke up and stretched hard. "What time is it?" "8:30am," I replied briefly "What! I have to be at the stables at 9:30 to exercise my horse." "Won't that be painful after your surgery?" I asked after swinging my legs out of bed. "Yes it will be a little sore, but I'll take some painkillers and I can't wait to get back in the saddle. Race you to the toilet," and with that she was gone to take the first call of nature. I strolled after her to find her rising after urinating. She wiped her front and put the tissue in the bowl. "I like sitting down now, it means not missing the pan like I used to. I'm still finding out how to control my urination muscles now that I no longer have a penis. It's a weird feeling." With the bowl free, I urinated into it and flushed our combined waste products into the sewer system. I could see that she must have still been having problems because there were small pieces of dried blood in the bowl. The tissue was also discoloured. "When do you have your next check-up," I asked concerned at what I had just seen. "On Wednesday, why?" She replied as she stood in front of me with her hands on hips. "Oh just after seeing what I've flushed down the toilet that's all." "The blood clots?" she asked. "That's nothing to what I had just after the operation. I could hardly walk it was so painful. Little by little it's been getting better. Sometimes I think that the pain was too much and that I shouldn't have gone through with it but Lorraine has told me that I have changed quite a lot in the last few weeks. Maybe it's the lack of male hormones or something but I'm more at ease with myself. Like this is the way it should be." We showered together and paid special attention to her nipples and vulva despite being still off limits but she soaped me up and played with my tool until I was spotlessly clean. Soon we were back in the bedroom and she started putting on her riding clothes. When I asked her to wear feminine clothes I hadn't imagined this. Soon she was standing before me with a tight pair of riding breeches that showed the lines of her panties underneath, she wore a pair of knee high black riding boots while she wore a blouse and white cravat necktie covered by a black riding jacket. In her hand she had her whip, gloves and a black velvet-riding hat. "Well do you think this feminine enough?" she asked. "I think you look tremendous, I'm just jealous of the horse who has to support such a gorgeous rear." As she turned to look as I added. "Your bum looks like it was designed to sit in a saddle, your hips are wide and your crotch looks flat and feminine." She sat down on the dressing table stool and quickly tied her hair into a ponytail before putting it into a hair net. She added some mascara and some lipstick and I watched as she added some blush to her cheeks. I stood at the door and offered to carry her helmet, gloves and whip downstairs as she went through to say goodbye to Lorraine. We grabbed a quick coffee and buttered bread roll before driving out to the stables. Her horse was in his own box in a farm devoted to equestrian use. She quickly led him out and tacked him up after giving him a thorough inspection. "I haven't seen him for nearly a week and he is being well looked after here," she said as I gave her a lift up into the saddle. She settled into the saddle and tossed the car keys to me. "I'll be going quite far so if you would like to make yourself comfortable in the car, I'll be back in about half an hour." "OK, Enjoy yourself," I said as she gathered up the reins and headed out to the bridal path adjoining the stables. She waved goodbye as I settled back to wait in the comfortable car to wait for her return. After a while watching the other girls and women tacking up and leaving with their mounts, it struck me that this activity at least in Britain seemed an almost exclusively female pre-occupation and Elaine seemed so perfect in this role. I switched on the radio but early Sunday morning radio doesn't always have the best rock music and soon I was dozing off as the sun rose and the car temperature started to climb. I awoke with start as Elaine opened the door with her hard hat and gloves still on. "Come on," she said, "Would you like to ride him." "I'm not sure, I've never ridden a horse before," I said truthfully. "You won't be going fast, I'll help you aboard and then we will walk him until he cools down a little." "I don't know about this," I said concerned. "Look he is no problem, most of the riders here are women, so a mere male should have no problems," she laughed. Soon I was aboard and one horse power was turning out to more difficult to control than the 150bhp that was inside my dad's car. "You are a natural," she said as she walked alongside holding the horse's lead rein. "Just another couple of laps." Just as well I thought as the saddle started to cut into my thin cheeks. "Now I know why lady riders have such padded buttocks," I said when I eventually dismounted without falling on my back. "Why?" "It's because it's like sitting on a knife edge, there is no padding so it helps to carry your own." "Very funny," she said, "though I have to admit that my backside is feeling a little tender right now. Maybe you can give it a massage when we get home." "Next time you go riding I could go with you on my mountain bike, to keep you company," I said. "It was boring here waiting for you even with the views I was getting." "I would like that," she said. Soon the 16-hand stallion was back in his box after Elaine gave him a rub down, some carrots and some fresh hay. "The farmer looks after him the rest of the week but I like to muck out his stall and feed him whenever I'm here," she said as we drove back to town. On the way we stopped in a small village that had a warm and inviting pub. We had lunch and while I had my usual pint of beer, Elaine stuck to her diet Pepsi. The lunch was marvellous and I thanked her again for giving me a ride on her horse. "You'll have to get one of your own," she said. "I couldn't afford one right now. I don't have much money left after 4 years of study" "I realise that dummy but after you get on your feet, you could get one?" "There will be other priorities before that, I'm afraid." "Have you got a job lined up yet?" she asked. "I have two job offers, one is local but the pay is crap and the one I was going to take with an electronics firm is in Kent but the salary is much better. Right now the Kent job looks unattractive to me where I'm sitting." She smiled. "I don't think I would like it too much if you went to work in Kent." "I've already thought about that," I said. "They have a subsidiary company here in Edinburgh and I was hoping that if I explained that I couldn't leave here because of personal problems that they might find an opening for me up here." "It doesn't always work out like that." She said. "The other offer is nearly 3 grand less but it is local and that would mean that I could at least see you regularly." "I hope that you will see me all the time now," she replied. "You really mean that don't you?" I asked. "Yes, I always worried about starting a relationship with a man while I was transitioning. I had Lorraine of course, but I knew that once the operations were over that I would like to