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Summer Experiment
Chapter 23
Frankie went back into the bedroom and looked at the photos once more
before he closed up his computer and saved the files. He was hoping to
remember everything Carlos and Juan had taught him yesterday.
He giggled over what he had learned. It was a lot more than hair and
makeup tips yesterday and wondered if he'd get a chance to explore them
with Alex. Of course, he would. After all, when it came to Alex, he was
in charge.
Frankie slipped off his sweaty tee shirt. He realized that he smelled and
stepped into the shower to rinse off and freshen up. After scrubbing
down, he washed and dried himself off. Spreading moisturizer over his
body, he examined himself critically.
After last night and after talking with Helen, Frankie had to admit that
he felt good, very good. He liked the sex, he liked being beautiful, and
really he liked it all. And the truth be told, he wasn't really a he
anymore, was he? It wasn't a pretend play game anymore of dress up; he
was becoming a woman, now wasn't he?
Reaching into the dresser, Frankie pulled out a lacy yellow bra and the
matching thong. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he fastened the bra
in front and then spun it around his waist. Leaning forward, he moved his
breasts down and into the cups, straightening and pulling the straps up
over his soft shoulders. He adjusted himself and then reached for the
panties. He was going to wear shorts, tight little shorts and he didn't
need a panty line.
A thong made dressing a little more complicated. He had to have clean
lines in the rear but at the same time, he had to have a flat front too.
His testicles were so used to being pushed up inside his body that there
was no resistance as he tucked them away. He knew they had shrunken down
and even the scrotum seemed to be smaller, too. His little penis was so
flaccid that it went wherever it was pushed. He tugged it down between
his legs. It barely stretched down there anymore. He knew from experience
that he wouldn't show.
Pulling a sleeveless cotton top on over his head, he smoothed it out over
his bra line. He was used to tight tops and liked the sleek way he felt.
And a tight pair of shorts that hugged his round butt and accented his
growing hips was fine with him. Getting out a pair of sandals from the
closet finished his going to town outfit. Nothing fancy, just a short
expedition out and then he'd come home and plan his evening.
Frankie pulled his hair back after brushing it out. He inserted simple
gold studs in his ears, and applied a little mascara and a touch of
lipstick. Looking in the mirror made her smile. Yes, she was ready to go
out. She looked good. Grabbing her sunglasses, the new Frankie was ready
to buy some snacks for her date tonight.
I've been playing at being a woman, but I'm not playing today. I am the
woman today. And the woman is going to the store.
Frankie purchased some dips and crackers. She knew she had a chilled wine
at home so getting some cheese and fruit rounded out the all the snacks
she'd need.
I'm a snack, she giggled. I'm all the snack Alex wants. It felt good to
be wanted. Last night's romp with the boys; Helen on the phone saying she
still loved him; and now Alex calling for a date. She felt good being
accepted. She knew that Alex wanted to date her.
Frankie wondered what it would be like to have a pussy between her legs.
She wondered what it would be like to be able to spread her legs and have
a little clitoris to stimulate and a moist vagina to receive a pulsing
cock. Wonder if I'll ever know, she thought.
Can I be a woman without a sex change? Can I still be a woman with what
was between my legs, she thought?
Frankie thought about that surgery. She had interviewed enough
transsexuals to know that some girls felt they couldn't live with their
boy parts and hated them. Frankie didn't hate her boy parts. She still
felt very attached to them. It didn't seem that important right now to
Frankie to have some surgery that she didn't need or want. She thought
about erections and how much fun they had been. And it felt good when her
parts were stimulated.
Helen had mentioned the surgery long ago in passing. She said that there
would be 'other' surgeries. But Frankie wondered? Did she need to be
vagina to be a real woman? She wondered.
Frankie knew who would know and she wanted to talk to her now more than
ever after talking to Helen. Gwen was a woman and she still had her cock.
She seemed happy with her current state and never indicated that she
wanted a sex change.
Arriving home, Frankie put the refreshments in the fridge because even
crackers and chips got stale so quickly this close to the ocean. She
strolled back to the bedroom with her laptop. Her goal was to try to make
herself as pretty as the boys had done the day before for the photo
shoot.
Frankie took the time to set her hair. After she wound in the big rollers
and some of the little rollers, she sprayed on holding spray and waited.
After twenty minutes, Frankie pulled out the rollers and back brushed,
then sprayed.
As she ran a comb through her hair, Frankie smiled. She grinned and tried
to imagine her drop earrings and the matching necklace tonight for her
date
Frankie wondered how she'd return to the classroom and New York City when
school began. What should I do? Sink back into androgyny or should I
continue to live full time as a woman.
As Frankie concentrated on applying her foundation, then started on her
eyes. She felt she was doing a great job, just like Carlos and Juan had
taught her. Liner, mascara, shades of whites through brown blending with
a brush, smiling as it all came together.
Frankie marveled at how much Juan and Carlos knew and how much fun they
had been. I wonder what it would take to get them back in bed with me
again. They had been so sweet, so funny, so sexy, and my what big 'eyes'
they had, she thought.
By the time, Frankie finished doing her face, she felt very pretty.
Rising from the table in just her panties and bra, she preened for her
mirror, posing and giggling. Oh how feminine you look. No bulge, no
protrusions, nothing that would give away your little secret. Little, yep
it is little. Maybe the hormones and blockers were the way to go. Maybe I
should take them until it's all gone and never works again. Frankie
mused over her impotence. Do I want it to stay little and pretty or am I
wishing that it would get hard like it used to get? Frankie decided that
everything was just perfect for now.
Looking in her closet at all the outfits, she tried to decide which on
would be the most seductive. She had decided that maybe, yes, maybe
tonight would be the night with Alex. Frankie wasn't sure if she would
sleep with the man, but she was sure that she was going to please him
this evening. Probably just please him. I don't know if he's ready to
receive all my treasures and the truth was, she didn't know if her
treasure was completely recovered from her last night's bout with the
beautiful Spanish boys who had been so loving.
So Frankie picked out a pretty deep red silk sheath that she had
impulsively bought last week. Made from expensive raw silk, the dress was
cut in a Chinese pattern. It was both conservative and sexy. It clung to
every curve and with the high slit in the skirt, revealed a lot of leg.
Frankie liked the way the front was cut, allowing her to reveal her
cleavage without seemingly showing anything off. I don't want to appear
like I'm selling it.
Frankie liked the way the dress moved with her body allowing her to dance
or maybe even lie down in it. Wrinkles were the only potential problem.
Silk, being a natural fiber didn't look as sharp after it had been worn
for too long.
Well, maybe I won't have to wear it all night.
Frankie chose a beaded bag to finish off her ensemble and as she put on
her watch, checked the time. Alex would be arriving soon which meant she
wanted to make sure her goodies were all out and available when he got
here. She pulled the dip and crackers from the refrigerator and did a
walk through making sure everything was neat and tidy.
After she knew everything was perfect, she slipped into ruby red three-
inch stilettos; Frankie checked herself out and smiled. Hot.
Alex greeted her with flowers and received a kiss on the check for his
punctuality. As Frankie got out a vase, they chatted like old friends.
Frankie listened to Alex to talk about his day and while he did, Frankie
tried to imagine what it would be like to be his wife, greeting him at
the door with a glass of wine in hand, as he told her about his conquests
from the day.
Snapping out of her fantasy, Frankie encouraged Alex to make himself
comfortable in the big, easy chair. After he sat down, Frankie rested her
rear on the padded arm of the chair and fed him crackers and dip.
After nibbling a cracker, Frankie leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
"Mmmm," Alex said. "You taste better than the dip."
Frankie smiled and gave him another kiss. "I'm less fattening, too."
Alex let his hand rest on her leg, sliding it up along her exposed thigh.
"I'd like to nibble on that."
Frankie laughed and got up. "Let me freshen your glass." Returning with
the bottle, she topped off his, not touching hers.
"It's delicious, just like you." Alex told her about the restaurant where
they were going and checked his watch. "It's a bit of a drive, so unless
we want to finish our drinks and crackers in your bedroom, we ought to
get going."
"I'm starved and we can always come back here for dessert."
Alex kissed her. "Am I having you for dessert tonight?"
Frankie laughed and shook her head. "Who knows?"
Alex had the top up on his old Porsche tonight so that Frankie was able
to enjoy the ride without worrying about her hair.
The trip seemed to fly by sitting close to Alex and kissing occasionally
at each stop sign.
The evening was a fairy tale. A beautiful restaurant with a wonderful
view of the beach and the ocean; fresh tasting food; and a waiter who was
both entertaining and discreet.
The two sat together in cozy booth, sampling each other's dishes,
stealing a kiss occasionally.
As they finished their meal, Frankie put her hand on Alex's thigh and
stroked his leg. She kissed him, thanking him again for such a wonderful
dinner.
When the waiter asked them if they'd like to see the dessert menu,
Frankie looked at Alex and shook her head. Alex said they'd pass as asked
for the check.
As they left the restaurant holding hands, Alex whispered in her ear. "I
still have room for dessert."
Frankie turned and kissed him hard on the lips. She pulled herself close,
wrapping her arms around his waist. "Me, too. Actually, I was thinking we
could go back to my place and see what's there for us to nibble on."
The ride went by quickly and soon, Frankie was leading Alex by the hand
to her door. As she unlocked the door, she turned and kissed him. "Yes."
The continued kissing as Frankie walked to the middle of the room and in
the dim lights, looked at Alex as she unbuttoned her dress and took it
off.
Alex sat down in the chair and watched as Frankie folded the dress and
stood there in heels and her lingerie. She walked over to Alex and after
kissing him once, slid down to the floor between his legs.
Frankie looked up into Alex's eyes as she undid his belt and unzipped his
fly. Using her long nails, she traced his sex, touching it, feeling it
grow large.
Taking it in her mouth, Frankie used her lips to encircle the head,
forming a seal and applying pressure. Alex moaned with pleasure as
Frankie sucked him in and using her tongue stimulated him.
It didn't take Alex long and when he was done, Frankie smiled up, licking
her lips. Her face was flushed with inner heat and excitement. She still
held him in her hand.
Alex took her hands and pulled her up to sit in his lap. She kissed her
on the lips, his tongue probing her mouth. "That was wonderful. I've
dreamed about that for a long time." Alex went to pull down the waistband
of her panties.
Frankie held his hand tightly, pulling it away. She wasn't ready for that
yet. The whole evening made her feel so feminine, so womanly, and she
wasn't ready to deal with what was hidden in her panties.
Instead, she leaned over resting her bra enclosed breasts on his chest,
kissing him some more and placing his hands on the outside of her pantied
rear end.
Alex took the cue and stroked her soft, round bottom. "You are beautiful,
Frankie, you are so beautiful."
They kissed and talked and then kissed more. Frankie loved the feeling of
being in Alex's lap, held by his strong arms.
Alex was enjoying the slim, shapely woman sitting his lap in only her
underwear. Caressing her breasts, brought a sigh and moan to her lips.
Alex looked into her eyes as his finger felt the bra clasp as if asking
for permission.
Frankie, nodded, kissing him. She felt the man's hands release the clasp,
freeing her breasts. She straightened her back, bringing them up to his
mouth, moaning as he licked and caressed them.
Frankie shook with pleasure as her first orgasm overcame her. She felt
freed from all restraints as her body was lifted up with the waves of
inner pleasure. Holding Alex tightly, she panted, crying out with
excitement.
Alex continued his ministrations, increasing his caresses, licking and
sucking, marveling at how wonderful she felt in his arms. All her
writhing has made him very hard and very erect, and he wanted her now.
As Frankie returned to Earth, she felt Alex's hand trying to move her
bottom against his very large member. She pushed away and asked in his
ear if her had brought anything with him. Alex reached into his pocket
removing the foil packet and held it up for her to see.
Frankie lifted her body off of Alex and quickly went into the bedroom to
lubricate herself. Alex was standing naked in the center of the room when
she returned, wearing nothing but a condom.
Walking back to the easy chair, she bent over the arm and indicated that
he should come over. Bending over, she pulled her own panties aside,
revealing her exposed bottom. Alex knew what she wanted and kissing her
beautiful, shapely rear, entered her gently.
Spreading her legs and lifting up slightly, Frankie felt Alex fill her
completely. Her own sex was still safely in the front of her panties and
rubbing gently against the fabric of the chair.
Alex alternated between kissing her on the neck and ears and gently
caressing her breasts as he slowly ground in and out of her. Frankie
loved the helpless feeling of having her man take her this way. As one
wave of pleasure replaced another, Frankie felt her orgasms take over
control of her body.
Sensing the beautiful woman was satisfied, Alex increased his tempo
seeking his own relief.
As Frankie was repeatedly pumped full, she surrendered to being used for
her man's pleasure. She heard herself moaning aloud. She encouraged him.
As Alex came, Frankie squeezed her muscles down hard, hoping to feel him
cuming. Alex held her tightly, still thrusting. Frankie felt connected
to her lover's soul.
As they lay together on the floor, kissing and caressing, Frankie felt
Alex's hand touch the front of her panties. His fingers explored under
the elastic until he found her penis.
As Alex touched the flaccid head, he murmured, "It's still so hard to
believe."
Frankie kissed him. It was all so perfect. She felt so much love in her
heart for this wonderful man. At that moment, she would have done
anything in the world to make him happy. Looking at him, she dreamily
whispered, "Do you want to stay the night?"
Alex pulled back. He had a sad look in his eyes. "I can't. I need to get
home."
Frankie kissed him again. "Why, honey? You'd rather sleep in that big
empty house than curl up in bed with me?" Frankie was thinking about
waking up with him as she caressed his cheek.
Alex pulled Frankie's hand from his face. "I lied to you, Frankie. The
house isn't empty. My wife and daughter come home from vacation early
tomorrow morning. I'm not divorced."
Frankie felt like someone had stabbed her in the heart. "Oh."
Looking at her face, Alex could see the pain and disappointment. "I'm
sorry. I didn't know how to tell you the truth after I told the first
lie. I was hoping to bed you that first day. And since I knew they were
gone for a month, well, you said you were married, so I figured that we
were both sophisticated adults." Alex tried a grin and a shrug.
"Uh huh. Yeah, I guess we are."
Frankie put on a good face and smiled. She kissed Alex and stood up next
to him. Feeling very sheepish and very exposed, she covered her breasts.
"Well, it's been nice."
After Alex left, Frankie put on her robe and sat outside listening to the
surf break on the beach. She closed her eyes and tried to understand it
all. She listened to the waves and cried.
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