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College Girl Pt 7 By Holly Day (Please read College Girl parts 1-6 before reading this installment.) The five of us walked around campus for a while. Mother was actively talking with Mrs. Wilson. Mr. Wilson was quiet for the most part, but occasionally added something to the conversation. I whispered to Kevin, "Have you told your parents about me? I mean about me having been born a boy." "No, I thought it better for them to get to know you first and then only if we became a permanent couple." "What do you mean by permanent, Baby?" "You know. If I was to propose and you were to accept." "That's what I thought you meant," I said as I wrapped my arm around him and squeezed just a little. Mom turned around for a moment and saw me clinging onto Kevin and gave me a look of disapproval so I dropped back to just holding his hand. Kevin's parents had the larger car so we all climbed into it, with Kevin's parents in the front seat and Mom in the back seat with Kevin and me. I ended up in the middle. Once in the car, Kevin's Dad spoke up. "So Jamie, Kevin tells us that you are a business major." "Yes Mr. Wilson," I answered. "Just call me Ron. So how did you meet my boy?" "We were taking the same art appreciation course and Kevin suggested we study together. It was just a chance meeting in the library and one thing led to another." "I see. I've never seen Kevin so smitten." I could see Mrs. Wilson's arm reach over as if asking her husband not to embarrass Kevin." My mother then broke into the conversation, "Well obviously it runs both ways," she said and I gave her a similar squeeze. She continued though. "So your son is an engineer?" she directed her question to the front seat. "Yes," said Mrs. Wilson. "We are so proud of him. He already has a job lined up with a company that he cooped with last summer. It's here in town so he'll be able to work there this summer and continue with his master's degree next fall." Turning her attention to me Mom asked, "So Jamie what are you doing this summer?" "I don't know yet, Mother. I've worked every summer so far and was thinking of taking this summer off. I've saved a little money and with my teaching assistantship coming up this next year, I should be able to handle my expenses." "Are you sure you'll be ok?" asked my mother. "I think so," I said and Kevin squeezed my hand in agreement. When we got to the restaurant, Mr. Wilson led the way and opened the door for everyone. We were seated on a patio with a beautiful garden setting. Mom looked at it and said, "This would make a beautiful spot for a wedding rehearsal dinner." "Mom, stop it please," I whined. "Sorry, did I say something wrong?" "We've only known each other for two months." "Yes, and you plan on living together, so you are fantasizing about getting married aren't you?" "Well?," I couldn't think of a good answer. Kevin spoke up for me, "Mrs. Jones, Jamie and I think we are in love. We need time to be sure. You do understand don't you?" "Yes Gladys," said Mrs. Wilson. "Things are different now days. Nobody thinks that anyone is being taken advantage of if a man and a woman cohabitate today." "Mom please I'll talk to you later about this. Let's just have a nice meal." "Yes my dear, I am having a very nice meal with the daughter I'm just beginning to know. Sarah, you have to agree that our children have changed a lot since they started college." "Oh my yes," said Mrs. Wilson. "Kevin is quite a young man now. I am so proud of him. You must be just as proud of Jamie. She has developed into quite a young woman." Mom smiled, "I do believe you are right. I am very proud of my daughter." After that the conversation went very nicely. The Wilsons told Mom of their home and all about Mr. Wilson's job as an executive at a construction company. Mom told them of our home and my father's job as employee at an auto parts manufacturer. The conversations and meal went on for two hours. Mr. Wilson drove us back to our cars and I drove Mom back to her hotel to face my Dad. She told me to go on home for now and that they would drop by the next morning before going home. I gave her my address and directions and drove back to my apartment. Candi was waiting. "How did it go with your parents?" "Much better than I anticipated. Dad was furious but Mom was good. I know she's not happy but she's trying to make the best of the situation. She even said that she was proud of her daughter." "Really, she called you her daughter?" "Not only that but she met Kevin's family and didn't even mention that I had ever been a boy." "Wonderful," said Candi. "Let's go in." The next day Mom and Dad pulled up. I met them at the door. Candi was getting ready to go out to the store. "Mom and Dad, this is Candi, my roommate." "Hi Candi," said my mother. My father just gave Candi the once over with a lecherous look that both Candi and I recognized from our years of experience. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, I have some shopping to do, so I'll leave you and Jamie to get reacquainted." We all said our goodbyes to Candi and went into the apartment. The apartment was looking quite good compared to the hovel it was, when I first moved in. The curtains were a pastel and the walls were a mauve color. Candi and I had worked hard to make sure all of our colors blended together and that anything we bought added a bit of life to the apartment. I had Dad sit in the one chair that was in the room to which I had matched an ottoman and throw pillow. I had Mom sit on the sofa. "Please take your shoes off and be comfortable," I said. Mom slipped off her shoes while Dad didn't. He obviously wasn't feeling comfortable and was anxious to leave. Mom on the other hand obviously wanted to stay a while. Dressed in slacks she put one leg underneath her when she sat down. I went to the kitchen and came back with a tray of finger sandwiches that I had made that morning. Going back to the kitchen I brought out a carafe of coffee and several flowered coffee mugs. "I thought you might like a little something to eat before you headed on home." "Thank you Jamie," said my mother. "You have really blossomed haven't you?" "Thank you Mother." "I'm not going to say that I am happy that you had yourself fixed. But you have become quite a young lady." Then I opened up a little too much. "Thank you Mother, but a lady would be stretching it a bit much. I most definitely have not been a lady." My father finally spoke up, "A lady my ass you're some type of freak. Just what did you do working at that gay club?" "I was a waitress, Dad." "Sure you were. A waitress can't pay for a college education and live in a nice place like this and still not be in debt. That doesn't even take into account your operations. Did Antonio pay for all of that?" I looked at him and then my mother. "It's time to come clean," said Mom. "Remember no more secrets." I swallowed hard and then spewed out answer. "No I prostituted myself, first at parties as a transvestite just starting hormone therapy, and then as a transsexual escort to some of the richest men in town. Only after my operation did I give it up." Mom looked very concerned, "Does Kevin know?" Dad just leered at me and erupted, "You whore. You were always a pansy but I never thought you would sink this low." I had been ready for this scene for along time. I had rehearsed it over and over again. "Dad, go to hell! I will live my life as I choose. I may have made some mistakes, and there are things that I am not proud of, but I have never tried to hurt anyone. I am happy with who I am. It took a year with an analyst but I made the decision to become what I am. You're right I was a whore, but not any longer. You on the other hand are a bully and have always been a bully. You made me feel bad about myself for years. Antonio and his friends may have used me, but they never hurt me. They enabled me to find myself and to make a new life. That is why I consider Antonio to be my friend. And yes Mom, Kevin does know everything! I would never lie to him." Dad sat stunned. Mom was also stunned but managed to reply. "Good at least you are over the hurdle of telling Kevin." She picked up her mug and took a good drink of her coffee. "See Frank, our daughter has found her backbone. You will find that life in this family has changed. Neither your daughter nor I will put up with your selfish bullying anymore." Dad remained seated and stunned. Mom then changed the conversation to Kevin. "Jamie, I think you have found someone really nice in Kevin. If you ever need my help, just let me know, and remember call me regularly." At that she reached for her shoes and got up. "Come Frank. We have a long drive home. I'll do the driving because you're obviously in no condition." Dad got up slowly and escorted my mother out the door giving me one last angry look and shaking his head. Obviously he wasn't going to change, but Mom and I had him quelled for now. I spent the rest of the day cleaning up and calming down. Kevin and I found a nice apartment near the university by the end of June. However it was the end of July before we could actually start moving. Candi was also moving. She was going back to her hometown to take a job as a receptionist. We divided up our belongings. I made sure that if anything I had, duplicated any of Kevin's things; Candi would take it. We rented a small rental truck and loaded up my things and dropped them off at the new apartment. Then we went to Kevin's apartment and loaded his things with the help of his friends. Finally we all returned to my apartment and filled the truck with Candi's possessions. We had one last hug and Candi drove off to her new life, and I went on to mine. Everything was still in boxes except for the furniture. Kevin had had a queen size bed because of his height so we moved my single twin size bed into the spare bedroom for company. We made sure to make up the bed first before doing anything else. By that time it was five o'clock and we decided to call it a day. The kitchenware was still in boxes so Kevin and I had a nice meal at a restaurant that evening. You would have thought that he would have been out of energy that night, but that would have been wrong. He swept me up off my feet, and carried me across the threshold all the way to the bedroom. I started giggling. This was it. I was about to give up my virginity, at least my vaginal virginity, to him, my beautiful man. Kevin put me down on the bed and we started undressing each other. I stood up to finishing undressing. Pulling the covers back, I laid down on the bed. I spread my legs like I had done so many times with the triangular pillow that I had used after my operation. Kevin positioned himself above me and rested his cock at the entrance to my vagina. I reached down and parted my majora labia and my minora labia. The head of his penis pushed against the opening to my vagina and entered me. Slowly he pushed his pelvis toward mine and filled me with his throbbing cock. Finally I felt him reach the full depth of my vagina and slowly withdraw. "Fuck me," I said in a wanton voice. He began moving his cock in and out of my pussy. As he increased the pace of his strokes, I began feeling a pleasure that I had never felt before. I wrapped my legs around his waist trying to hold him inside me. Finally he stiffened up and I felt the pulses from his cock shooting his seed inside me. I was at last a woman. "Kevin I love you." We showered together and I let him insert the douche nozzle into me to clean my vagina. I dressed in a pretty pink nightgown, crawled into bed, snuggled up to my boyfriend and fell a sleep. The next morning after Kevin had gone to work I called Mom. "Mom, we've just moved into our new apartment." "That's wonderful dear. How's Kevin?" "He's wonderful," I sang. "Ah do hear the sound of a woman who has just made love?" "Yes Mother and it was fantastic. I want to be loved like this for the rest of my life." "Well I'm glad to hear it. Maybe you will understand then why I am still with your father. He may be difficult but he has always made me feel wonderful too. Just give me some more time and I'll get him changed around." "That would be nice but please excuse me, if I have a hard time believing that will ever happen." "You wait, I promise it will happen. Anyway how did it happen?" I proceeded to describe the events of yesterday and saying goodbye to Candi. "After we got home from dinner, he carried me across the threshold and straight to the bedroom." "So how did you like being the woman? Was it better than being the man?" "Mom I was never the man. I was a virgin when I started my transition." "Really, I thought all teenagers had had sex before the end of high school." "Mom I was always too timid. Besides I was nothing. Dad called me a pansy and he was right to a point. I was short and not athletic. What girl would have fancied me as her boyfriend? At that age girls want to give up their virginity to tall, handsome, athletic types. If I had stayed a male maybe it would have happened. You know when girls get to the age when they start to look for the real person." "You mean like your age?" "Yes exactly." "And you see Kevin as something more than just a good looking boy?" "Oh yes Mother. He is kind and generous and hard working. And most of all he loves me." "Jamie, I'm so glad that we can finally talk. I always wanted to be close to you when you were younger but there was always a barrier." We kept talking for an hour until Mom realized that she had a meeting to go to. "I'll call you tomorrow dear. Give my love to Kevin." "Thanks Mom. Goodbye." That was one of the nicest phone calls I had ever had. For the next month, I spent my time setting up our new home. Each box I opened required me to organize and find a place for each of our possessions. It was far more time consuming than I first had thought. And with each of box of Kevin's that I opened, I found I was learning more about him. There were mementos of his life from little league to high school band. I hung his arrow head collection and made a little story of his life in the guest room. At the end of the story I hung a graduation picture his father had taken of us on our graduation day. I painted each of the rooms with a different paint schemes and did accent walls with different textures in the living room and kitchen dining nook. Kevin really thought I was creative. "Imagine what I could do with a real budget," I told him. I met my graduate school advisor and was instructed as to my duties in the coming year. I was to handle a recitation class and grade homework and test papers. I was given his class notes and told to familiarize myself with them. I was to attend his lectures and then be able to help the students review the work and explain the class assignments. I spent the two weeks before class studying and preparing to carry out my job. Kevin met with his professor and prepared to do laboratory work for a proposal that the professor had submitted to a federal government agency. In addition to our assistantship positions, we each had three classes. We spent much of our time apart doing our work but each evening we put aside time for us. Kevin was very considerate of my feelings and when he could afford it he brought home flowers or other little things that I loved like fragrant candles. Life was good. Mom had gotten my Dad to finally accept that continuing to be angry was pointless and that he should accept me as a woman. He had felt that I had somehow emasculated him. Mom did her best to convince him that my decision was no reflection on him. She even got him to talk to a counselor. I'm not sure what went on behind those closed doors but he was able to answer the phone when I called without slamming it down now. He would simply ask if I wanted to talk to my mother before handing the phone over to her. I continued to stay in touch with my college friends via email. At Christmas I found out that both Amber and Brian and Ashley and David were engaged. Amber and Brian had set a wedding date in May and had asked Ashley to be the maid of honor and David to be the best man. I was asked to be a bridesmaid and was absolutely thrilled. Kevin was asked to be a groomsman so we were both to be included in the wedding. Ashley and David were next and set their wedding in July. They in turn asked Amber to be the matron of honor and Brian to be the best man. Again they asked Kevin and me to be in the wedding party. It meant buying two bridesmaid dresses but I was really happy for them. Amber invited me to help select the gowns. It was so much fun, and I helped as much as I could. However having never fantasized about a wedding like little girls always do, I had the least knowledge. I was definitely had a lot to learn about weddings. I couldn't help but wonder if Kevin would ever ask me to marry him. I knew that he loved me but could he accept that I could not bare children. Both Amber and Ashley were making references to having children someday. I kept trying to drop hints to Kevin but he wasn't catching them or didn't want to talk about marriage. We had a great sex life and I knew he loved me but he was hesitant about making a permanent commitment. We were still young and Mom told me to be patient. One evening we were watching television, and a science program about human fertility and all its problems was aired. When the subject of surrogacy came up Kevin listened intently. I knew what he was thinking but held back. It was a week later that he brought up the subject as we lay in bed on a Saturday morning. "Jamie, would you adopt a child conceived by a surrogate?" "Yes I would adopt a child with you but surrogacy is such a legally complicated process and isn't it rather expensive?" "Yes it is complicated. I've been talking with my parents and they want a grandchild." "Excuse me but shouldn't you have talked to me first?" I said with a tone of displeasure. "I know but I had to find out if they would be open to helping us out. I told them that you could not bare children and I wanted to discuss the options available to us." "Did you tell them that I used to be a boy?" "No not yet. I figured that would be the next step." "Oh and what could they possibly do to help us have a baby?" "They could help us pay for a surrogate and the hospital bills. This isn't something covered by insurance." "Really and what did they say?" I said now getting a little concerned. "They said they would help finance a surrogate or any of technique that would give us a baby." "You mean you are going to have sex with a surrogate until she is pregnant?" "No I will produce a sperm sample and the surrogate will be impregnated or we could go the en vitro fertilization process." "Why would you consider the en vitro fertilization process?" "Well that way we could have the same mother for several children using the eggs harvested from one donor and then have several different surrogates bare the children. Also when a surrogate is not the biological mother there is a lesser chance of the surrogate trying to renege on a deal." It was then that I finally remembered. ?Oh my god this could work,' I thought. "Kevin I have to find something out. Why don't you take a shower and I'll make a phone call." "What is it, Sweetheart?" "I have to check something first. Just take a shower and I'll find out." He headed for the bathroom and I grabbed the phonebook. I made my phone call. When Kevin came out of the bathroom I was as happy as I could be. "So did you get your answer?" "Yes I did, but first I want to take a shower and freshen up." I passed him and took a bath. I came out and put on a clean teddy and found Kevin on the living room sofa. "Ready for round two?" He knew something was up but he couldn't resist getting back in the sack with me." I knew sex was the best way to get a man to agree to anything. I had him lie down on the bottom and I got on top in a 69 position. He was lapping up my pussy as I was enjoying his cock. Caressing my breasts that hung just above his belly, he commented, "You know it would be nice if you would breast feed our children." I heard what he said but I was so intent on getting him worked up that I just mumbled, "Ya it would." After ten minutes I had him begging for relief. I was holding back and sprang my question, "Baby if I could also supply a sperm specimen would you be ok with each of us having a child." "What? Oh god that it is good. Anything you want Sweetheart." I had him and he gave in. He erupted like a volcano and I swallowed every drop. Walking around him on all fours I settled into his arms and enjoyed him stoking my right breast as he lay in his afterglow. I hadn't cum but that had not been my objective. He had agreed to my suggestion. Now I had to tell him what it was. "Kevin, Baby?" "What Sweetheart?" "You said I could have a baby too." "Ya, what was that about?" "Well Baby," I said rolling over on top of him and putting a finger on his mouth, "When I started hormone treatment I made several trips to a sperm bank. I had almost forgotten until you mentioned having to give a sperm specimen for the en vitro fertilization. I just called the sperm bank and my specimens still exist. I owed them for the last year of storage, but they still had the specimens, so I used the credit card to make sure they didn't throw them away." I took my finger off his mouth and let him talk. "You mean you planned this, four years ago?" "No, I had planned that just in case that I became infertile due to my hormone replacement therapy that I would still be able to get my future wife pregnant. After it was obvious that a woman would never be interested in me I forgot about the specimen. But things are different now." I formed my lips in a pout. "You will do it for me won't you?" "Yes I will as long as you do something for the babies." "What?" I purred. "I want you to breast feed them for at least a year. You already said you would." I realized that during sex I too had agreed to something without really considering the ramifications. I wanted a baby of my own so badly that I was ready to give in to anything so what could I say but, "Mmmm that sounds nice." I felt him stiffen again and I mounted him. It would take longer for him to cum this time, so I made the most of it, climaxing twice before he finally filled my vagina with his second load. Kevin and I went back to his parents and talked to them again. After getting assurances that they would help, he finally told them why I couldn't bare children. Mrs. Wilson looked at me in disbelief, "You used to be a boy?" "Yes, Mrs. Wilson. "I transitioned while at college." "What do you mean by transitioned?" asked Mr. Wilson. Then turning to his son he asked, "You aren't gay are you?" "No Dad, Jamie has been on hormones since she was eighteen and last year she had an operation that made her a woman, you know a sex change operation." Mrs. Wilson couldn't stop looking at me. "You are so beautiful. I never would have guessed it. Are you happier being a woman." "Yes Mrs. Wilson, not that I haven't always been happy. You see I thought I was a man but I got this job as a waitress. Well it's a long story. One thing led to another and I really liked being a girl. I started hormones and it seemed so natural that I continued even though I knew I should stop. By the time I was a sophomore I was living full time as a girl and even had my name and gender identification changed. I went through a year of therapy before I was approved for my SRS. I mean sex change surgery." Not breaking her stare she said, "And you want to have a baby with my son?" "Yes, we love each other and want to be parents. There is something else that Kevin has not yet told you." Mr. Wilson spoke up, "What else could my son leave out of a story like this?" "Well sir, at the start of my transition I made use of the services of a sperm bank. Kevin and I would like to have two children, one child using Kevin's sperm and the eggs provided by an egg donor and a second child using my sperm and eggs provided by the same egg donor. That way the children would still have a common biological parent." "Kevin, do you want this?" asked his mother. "Yes mother I do." Kevin's father had the last word. "Ok let your mother and I discuss it and we'll let you know. This is a quite a shock and I for one need time to think." Mrs. Wilson just nodded her head in agreement.' Kevin and I walked to the door and his parents followed. Mrs. Wilson looked me in the eyes. "My son must really love you. We'll talk soon." "Thank you for hearing us out, Mrs. Wilson, Mr. Wilson." "Bye Mom and Dad," said Kevin. It was Valentine's Day and I thought Kevin might be planning something when he made reservations at a swank restaurant. I got dressed up in one of my favorite dresses that I had worn several times before during my escort period. It was a simple, sleeveless, black dress that showed off my cleavage. The dress along with four-inch, black, suede shoes really showed off my legs. I wore my diamond jewelry that sparkled against all the black. I even splurged and had my hair styled and my nails done. We arrived at the front of the restaurant and a valet took our car. Kevin opened the doors for me and we walked up to the maitre de. The maitre de wasted no time getting a hostess to escort us to our table. Our waiter came with the menus and asked for our drink orders. We ordered a bottle of Riesling and two glasses and then looked over the menu. I went for the chicken with crab meat special and Kevin decided on the swordfish. After that we had time to talk. "Sweetheart," said Kevin. "You know I love you?" ?Here it comes,' I prayed. "Yes Baby I know." He then went down on one knee and people all around starting turning toward us. I was embarrassed but in a good way. I took a deep breath and sat up straight waiting for it. "You are the love of my life. You make every day a joy for me. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I nodded and then opened my arms and said, "Yes, yes I'll marry you." We hugged and the room applauded. Then everyone went back to eating with a considerable murmur of conversation. Kevin pulled out a box out from the inside pocket of his suit jacket. He opened it to show me the ring. It was a perfect one carat diamond in a platinum setting. I broke into tears as he slipped it onto my outstretched finger. Dinner was served and I hardly remember eating it. I needed to call my mother. Little did I suspect Kevin had another surprise. He directed my attention across the room. There sitting at a table with a great view of our table were our parents. Mom and Dad and Mr. and Mrs. Wilson were sitting at the table and there was room for two more. Kevin got up and escorted me over to our parents table. Our mothers went straight for the ring and I was showing it off to them as our fathers were congratulating Kevin. Obviously Kevin's parents had accepted me. I didn't know how Mom had gotten Dad to come, but he was appearing to have a change of heart. I later found out that the possibility of grandchildren had been the topic of conversation between our parents before I had seen them that evening. Dad, as much as anyone one else, wanted to become a grandparent, and now that it was possible he was more than happy to accept me as I was. He was still being selfish, but this selfishness I could understand, and if it brought down the barrier between us, I was ready to accept him too. We all ordered from the dessert menu and talked for hours. That summer was one to remember for weddings. Amber and Brian got married first at a church. Amber wore a beautiful halter top gown with bead work covering the torso of the dress. The bridesmaids were all dressed in a violet with long skirts and a bow in the back. I had to go in a couple times to have mine fitted along with the other bridesmaids. The bridegrooms all rented their tuxedos and looked quite handsome in them. I got Kevin to take ballroom dance classes offered by the university as part of the university's creative arts program. He was starting to get the knack of dancing but I still had to back lead him a little. With all the dancing that I had done over the last few years when I had escorted older men it was amazing how much I had already picked up. I really didn't know the steps but I had become fairly good at following so if a man knew what he was doing, I had no problem doing my part. We learned how to dance swing, rumba and waltz over the course of spring quarter. For Ashley and David's wedding in July a large former farm was the setting for the wedding. The wedding was conducted in an open area decorated by scrubs and flowers. A tent was set up just in case of rain but the day was beautiful. The wedding itself was early in the day so as to miss the heat of the afternoon. The meal was served in the many rooms of the large old farm house. The couple toured each room thanking them for attending the event. Near the end of the afternoon Kevin looked over at me. "We're next Sweetheart." I held his arm and reached up to kiss him. I would soon be Mrs. Wilson. Since Kevin was working full time the planning came down on me. Not that I didn't have help. My mother and future mother-in-law were there helping all the way. I called Candi and asked if she would be my maid of honor. She immediately said yes. I then asked Ashley and Amber to be my bridesmaids and David and Brian to be groomsmen. Kevin asked his long time friend Joe to be his best man. I asked Kevin if there were any other couples he wanted to include in the wedding party. He had cousins but really there weren't any close couples he could think of. Most of his college friends had spread across the state and country after undergrad and he didn't know his new classmates that well. We ended up inviting a hundred people to the wedding. I did make sure to invite Antonio along with a guest of his choice. We held the wedding in a botanical garden in early September. Flowers were in bloom everywhere. The minister stood just behind an arched trellis and Kevin and I stood under it. I couldn't believe I was actually getting married to a man. All those years ago I assumed I would be the one in the tuxedo, but here I am now standing in a beautiful gown that had been my mother's wedding gown. My father had walked me up the aisle and had given me away. Seeing Kevin through the veil that covered my face brought tears to my eyes. Here was the man who I would pledge myself to for the rest of my life. Although I was born male, I had never been the male in any relationship and never would be. I had learned what satisfies a man in bed without ever being the man. In my mind I was a woman and I had all the desires of a woman. Kevin was the object of my desire and I was the object of his. My mind drifted as the minister spoke. It wasn't till he addressed me and I repeated my vows that I broke out of my trance. When Kevin raised my veil to kiss me I nearly swooned. Turning to the guests the minister introduced us as Mr. and Mrs. Kevin and Jamie Wilson. The music started and we recessed back up the aisle. We then circled back and greeted our guests as they were released from their seats one row at a time. The photographer spent the next half hour taking photographs of the wedding party and family. The reception party was in a hall that was adjacent to the garden and we entered it as a couple to the applause of our already seated guests. The meal was catered by the same caterer that had done Ashley and David's wedding. We didn't really get to eat too much but started circulating the party talking with each of the guests. We met Antonio who was standing near the entrance. Kevin saw a friend of his standing right next to Antonio and led him away so that I could talk to Antonio in private. Just as I figured Antonio had brought an escort. She was quite attractive and slim. Her name was Heather and obviously she was my replacement. "Jamie, may I introduce Heather," said Antonio. "It's nice to meet you, Heather. Have you worked for Antonio long?" "Only a year so far. He tells me you used to be one of his best girls." "That's right," I answered. "You appear to be developing well," I said looking at the cleavage created by her bra and dress. "Thanks, I really hope I can meet the standard you set. Antonio is making sure that I go to school just like you did. He says how much the men liked a well educated escort." "Have you been to your first party?" I asked. "Oh yes," she giggled. "I couldn't sit for a week." "Been there. Done that," I said smiling. Heather was not the smartest person I had ever met, but it would be interesting to see what Antonio would be able to mold out of this pretty little trannie. Had I been that na?ve as well? Looking back, I probably was. "Well thank you both so much for attending our wedding, I need to go now and meet our other guests." Antonio said goodbye for the two of them and I moved on to the next guest. Finally Kevin and I were able to sit down to our meal which was getting cold. I was told to eat something before the wedding because the wedding couple always ends up with the worst meal. They were right. Every time I tried to eat there was a ringing of flatware hitting water glasses which was a signal for Kevin and me to kiss. We obliged our guests each time and ate very little. It was then time to cut the cake. We had a cake stand with three different cakes that moved up in a spiral formation. We cut the bottom one with Kevin's hand covering mine. Our pieces of cake had a raspberry layer between the chocolate cake layers with a butter cream frosting. There was no way I was going to waste this cake on a food fight even though Kevin pretended to start one. After everyone had dessert, it was time for our wedding dance. Kevin and I did a fair waltz to a beautiful recording of wedding music that the DJ played. Next my father came out and had a dance with me. He played his role very well and moved back and forth to a slow dance. I rested my head on his shoulder and enjoyed the moment. He looked at me and told me what a beautiful bride I was. I couldn't help but cry. Next came my father-in-law and he knew how to dance much better. He led me in a very beautiful waltz. I was able to do an underarm turn that paraded my gown to its best effect. After that was the dollar dance and I danced with just about all the men at the reception party. I even ended up dancing with Amber, Ashley and Candi. Finally it was time for us to say goodbye to our guests. We would be staying at the wedding suite of at hotel near the airport, from which we would fly the next day to our honeymoon in Rome. As we passed through the crowd of well wishers, streams of soap bubbles were being blown at us. The limousine was the same limo I had ridden in so many times to and from the Antonio's parties. Antonio had made it part of our wedding gift. So many memories of those days of mindless lust went through my mind on that trip to the hotel. I turned to Kevin and rested my head on his shoulder. From now on only this loving man, my husband, would be my sexual partner. Kevin knew I had a much more experience sexually than he did, but he didn't care. He knew how much I loved him and believed me when I told him I would forsake all others till death do us part. We got to the hotel at nine o'clock and went directly to our wedding suite. Thank goodness Kevin had the foresight to sign us in earlier in the day. We already had our room key and went straight to the wedding suite. There was a complimentary bottle of champagne there but we had no time for that. We went straight into the bedroom. I had him undress with my help. I pulled his bow tie off and slid his jacket off his shoulders. As he unbuttoned his shirt I removed his suspenders and dropped his pants. I got on my knees and undid his shoe laces. Removing his shoes and socks I threw each across the room. He had removed his shirt and undershirt which left me with only his briefs that covered his now growing cock. I slid down his briefs with my hands as I began fellatio. I then stood up and pushed him down onto the bed. I had him sit there while I became doing a lap dance which really was difficult considering what I was wearing. I turned my back to him and moved closer so that he could unhook my gown and lower the zipper. Stepped away from him a few steps, I kept my back to him and let the gown slip from one shoulder and then the other. Finally after some looks over my shoulders I dropped the gown to my feet. I stepped back out of the gown and closer to him. I did a slow turn showing off the lingerie that I had worn under my bridal gown. It was the most sexually charged lingerie I could find. From a lace covered bustier that exposed most of the tops of my breasts to nearly transparent panties through which my well trimmed bush could be seen. I did a striptease that made him so hard that he could hardly move. Finally as I removed the last piece of clothing he came to me. I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around him. With a smaller effort, I raised my bottom up and came down impaled on his hard cock. He walked me over to the bed and placed me down making sure that I was still impaled and fucked me hard. I then removed the hair pins that were holding my hair in an up do style and shook it out so that it formed a halo around my resting head. That night I showed him some new tricks that I had been saving for this special occasion. The next morning we started where we had left off the night before. It wasn't until about 10am that we called room service for a light breakfast. We mixed the champagne with our orange juice and as usual I felt it first. All of our travel clothes were already packed. After we cleaned up and changed, we went down to the hotel restaurant where our parents had assembled for lunch. My mother took my wedding gown and lingerie and Kevin's father took Kevin's tuxedo and other clothing from our wedding day. We sat for an hour talking about the events of yesterday and all the fun Kevin and I were going to have on our honeymoon. I kissed our parents goodbye. Kevin kissed both of his parents and my mother goodbye but gave my father a man hug. Dad still was a bit awkward with the situation, but I was just happy that he had made the effort to be there and that he accepted what he could not change. The week in Rome was wonderful and we had our picture taken all over town. Finally we returned home and got ready for our last year of school. We were working on our theses now. I only had a couple more courses to fulfill my requirements as did Kevin. Kevin's parents did carry through with helping us get into a surrogacy program. It took a year to get all the approvals so I was happy we had started so soon after our marriage. After graduation the company, for which Kevin had been working, offered him a very good job so we didn't have to leave the area. I was looking for a job in my field as well but wasn't having as much luck finding anything local. Sure there were jobs in major cities but here in this college town there wasn't a big market for MBAs. Kevin told me that in several years his job would be moving to a larger city and maybe it would be a good idea to wait until then before putting my degree to work. Besides he rationalized we are just about to start our family. Maybe you should take some time off and be a stay at home Mom for a couple years. I didn't like that idea too much. It sounded so sexist but I had to admit that taking a lower paying job would only hurt my future in the business world. It would be better to wait for the right job than settle for a job that was beneath my abilities. So after graduation I kept looking locally and at the same time I became a homemaker. I really got into taking care of the home and making sure everything was perfect. I took cooking classes and sewing classes to fill out the rest of my day. I kept trying new recipes on Kevin until he asked me to cut it down a little. He complained that he was starting to put on weight. After that I learned to cook a lighter fare that was still satisfying. In midsummer we heard that an egg donor had agreed to allow us to have her eggs. Kevin was overjoyed as was I. Since Kevin's parents were financing this procedure I thought it only right that the first try should be with embryos that had been fertilized with Kevin's sperm. In reality all of the eggs had been fertilized, half with his sperm and half with mine. The embryos that were to be used later were stored just as my sperm had been stored. A surrogate was then found who was willing to bare our baby. We got to meet her and thank her for her help. She was a very nice wife and mother who already had four children of her own. She told us that she loved being pregnant and that helping childless couples have a child of their own brought her get satisfaction. The doctors placed several embryos in her womb and let nature take over. We would have to wait several weeks to find out if she had actually been impregnated. A month later we heard the good news. One of the embryos had successfully impregnated the surrogate's womb. It was then that I began my hormone treatments. I was to be kept on a hormone regimen that mimicked the hormone surge that a pregnant woman undergoes naturally. For nine months I was pumped with high levels of these female hormones. After several months of treatment, the hormones surging through my system, caused a nesting urge overcome me. I was literally glowing when I told Kevin that I had decided that taking several years off from my career to raise my babies was a good idea. Evidently all of our parents agreed that it was the right decision, much to my surprise. I was so emotional that I cried constantly. My breasts grew to a massive size. I must have been at least a double D. I had started to put my new skills as a seamstress to work making baby clothes. I made a lot of mistakes at first but I got better with each little outfit I finished. Our parents were really generous with gifts for the coming baby. We were given a stroller, a baby crib, a changing table and just about anything you could image a baby needing. Finally, the news came. Our baby had arrived. My hormone treatment was stopped and quickly my milk started to flow. I had a breast pump and was using it several times a day. I couldn't believe how much milk I produced. Kevin joked that I was his little Jersey, which didn't go over well. Within a week we had our baby home. Our parents were there when he arrived. Almost immediately he cried and my mother told me he was hungry. The men were excused from the room and I undid the front of my nursing bra. The little guy knew instinctively what to do. I felt a warm feeling overcome me as my baby suckled from my breast. "There you go little guy, Mommy has plenty of milk for you. Yes she does," I cooed. The new grandmothers loved it. "Jamie you are going to be a good mother," said Mom. "I agree," said Grandma Wilson. "Thank you both for your support," I said not taking an eye off of my son. As soon as we got over our sleepless nights we again searched out another surrogate. This time our plan was to use embryos that had been fertilized with my long dormant sperm. I was still breast feeding Zack so I didn't need to undergo hormone treatment again. I merely had to continue breast feeding until the next baby arrived. Again we found a woman who had children of her own but felt the desire to help other couples have children. She was very willing to help a young couple like us. It was a month later that we found that the next impregnation was successful. We were again overjoyed. I couldn't wait to hear if it was a boy or a girl. I was so busy with our first child that I really hadn't given much thought to the next baby. Three months later I got the news and nearly fell over. Our surrogate was pregnant with twin girls. I was beside myself how could I handle three babies. My mother rushed over when she heard the news. She was surprised to see me in tears. "I don't think I can handle three babies, Mom." "Yes you can Jamie. You're a good mother. Look how well Zack is doing." "But he is only one baby. Now not only will I have him, but I'll have two more. That means three times the work." "Honey you'll be fine. You have probably already learned how to be more efficient and this time you will not be surprised by the unexpected. You'll adjust automatically now that you know what to do." "Do you really think so?" I sniffled. "Yes Honey, you can do it. Just look at what you have accomplished. You have graduated from college twice while working full time. Add to that the fact that you changed into a woman. I must admit I didn't like finding out what you had done but you have developed into a very fine woman. I am proud of you. I even think your father is proud of you even though he'll never admit it. You are a good mother and a good wife. And I am sure that once your children are older you will be a good business executive." "Thanks Mom, I needed those words. It's just been so overwhelming." By the time she left I was over my self pity. Kevin finally returned from work and I had dinner waiting. Waiting for him at the door with Zack in my arms, Kevin walked up from our car carrying flowers. Without a word we gave each other a kiss and then went inside. I placed Zack in his playpen and turned again to Kevin. "Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady," he said handing me the bouquet. "Thank you Darling," I answered and took them into the kitchen. I pulled a vase out of the cupboard and filled it with tap water. Kevin waited for me to finish arranging the flowers and sit down before he sat down for dinner. But instead of the usual conversation of me asking him how his day went. I told him of the phone call and of my mother's visit. He was so happy that he started rambling. I tried to pay close attention but I kept looking at him and thinking what a great husband and father he was. Life with a child was so different and I craved this adult time I spent with my husband. Kevin finally calmed down from the excitement of the news and got around to telling me the details of his day. It was so nice being able to engage in an adult conversation after a day of baby talk. After dinner Kevin cleaned up the table and I fed Zack again. Looking down at him suckling I knew I wanted this. Kevin and I now had to look for a house. This apartment was too small to hold us comfortably. With the help of Kevin's employer we were able to swing a mortgage for a small ranch home that had three bedrooms. It wasn't that large but it had a backyard for the children and was on a residential street with very little traffic. The first thing we did was paint the children's rooms. We painted the boy's room a light blue paint, and put seascapes on the walls. For the girls' room I painted them pink and used stencils of clowns. We had to buy two more cribs for the girls and a high chair for Zack. Kevin and our parents handled most of the move since I was so busy with the babies. We had the new house set up just in time for Zack's first birthday. We did a backyard barbeque to celebrate both our new home and Zack's birthday. Kevin did the honors of cooking on the charcoal grill. Kevin was wearing the apron I bought for him on which was printed ?The World's Best Dad.' I made the salad and set up the picnic table. Zack's grandparents brought all sorts of toys and Zack was enjoying all the attention he was getting. I only hoped that Zack wouldn't get his nose to far out of joint with the arrival of his sisters who were due in the next month. The twins arrived a couple weeks early than we expected. But they had to stay in the hospital an extra week before we could bring them home. We went back and forth to the hospital while Mom stayed at our place and looked after Zack. For the next couple weeks I weaned Jake from mother's milk and soon had him drinking regular milk and a little juice from a bottle. He was now on baby food, and I only had to worry about breast feeding our daughters. My body adjusted to the increase in demand and I was soon producing enough for both of our daughters. Amber and Brian dropped by one day to see me and my family. Seeing me running between my children, taking care of their needs in an almost effortless manner completely amazed them. "Jamie, I don't think I could possibly do what you are doing." "Oh sure you can," I said while checking to see if Emma and Chloe were wet. "There's nothing to it." I ran over and picked up Zack before he crawled off. Brian was in awe of how well I had adjusted, "Jamie if I hadn't known you seven years ago, I would never have believed you were ever a man." "That was a lifetime ago Brian. I am a very happy mother and wife now. I can't even imagine being a man." Kevin came home just then and greeted our friends. I took the babies to their room and fed them while Kevin was getting reacquainted. Seeing me come back Amber realized what I had been doing. "Do you breast feed?" asked Amber. "Of course I do. It's the best thing for new born babies." "But how?" "Oh that was easy. The doctor prescribed a hormone therapy that made my body react like a pregnant woman and once the babies were born I began nursing them. As soon I they are all weaned it will dry up. Poor Kevin here had to put up with my emotional hormone swings for quite awhile." Kevin nodded in agreement making a funny face. "Hey watch it buster. It was your idea." "Yes, Sweetheart it was, but admit it. You love it." "Yes I do," I said and gave him a kiss. Amber commented, "Wow you really are committed to being a mother. How big are you?" she said waving at my breasts. "Larger than I ever expected to be. I expect a bit of sag when I am through breast feeding but I was really high for my age before the children. I'm confident my figure will return to almost where it was. According to Mom I should still have a nice shape if I maintain a good diet. Thank goodness I didn't have to be the one who put on the baby fat. That would have definitely caused me problems there. Mom says I may even end up a cup size larger. Kevin was happy to hear that." "Do you plan on using all that education for which you sacrificed so much?" asked Brian. "Well until all the children are in preschool, I plan on staying at home. Hopefully by then Kevin's job will shift to a city where my MBA will be employable. You know how hard it is for a woman to have it all." "I'm just starting to realize that," said Amber. "Jamie I don't think I could ever be as good a mother as you are and I was born a female." "Oh I'm sure you will be. True I wasn't born female. What came naturally to you was a difficult journey for me. I do actually think that I appreciate being a woman more because I had to sacrifice so much to become one." I picked up my son and kissed him. "I wondered for so long if I was doing the right thing. Now looking at my children, I know it was right." That weekend my mother took the children and allowed Kevin and me to take a weekend get away. I had to lay up a supply of milk for the babies and took a breast pump with us to milk my breasts. Kevin did his best to relieve me there but I still needed to use the pump. I loved having him feed from my breast just like our babies. I stroked his hair and listened to the soft sounds of his suckling. It was just so nice having a couple days off. Kevin and I spent much of it in bed sleeping. Waking early in the morning I cuddled up to my man. He awoke and kissed me. "Sweetheart, let me do all the work today," he said. "Yes Darling," I sighed. I sat up in bed and placed a hand under each of my milk filled breasts to support them. First Kevin suckled from my right breast using his left hand while the fingers of right hand played with my clitoris. He then slid over to the other side and suckled my left breast while his fingers slid into my body causing me to lubricate. I slid down on my back and we assumed the missionary position. I spread my legs out to each side with my knees bent. Kevin pushed his beautiful cock into me, and I wrapped my legs around him. As he fucked me, I realized what a lucky woman I was. Eight years ago I was just out of high school with so little going for me. Now, I have a wonderful husband, three beautiful children and a valuable college education. My life is good, full of promise, and I am so very happy. ( the end )