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Small Beginnings (Part 8)
Tommy's soft knock at the door woke Jack up instantly. He jumped up,
put shorts on and answered the door. Ann covered herself with the
sheet.
"Ok, Buddy. I'll be down to make pancakes in a minute," Ann heard him
say at the barely cracked door.
Closing the door he turned to look at Ann. She was a beautiful mess.
Her hair was a becoming pile that she was trying to battle with one hand
while she held the sheet to her chest with the other, her bare leg
attractively uncovered.
"Good morning," he said smiling.
"Morning," she answered. "I guess with children you don't get to sleep
in?"
"Are you kidding?" Jack asked laughingly. "It's eight, on a Sunday
morning, this is sleeping in!"
"Ugh" She said as she threw a pillow at him as she buried her face back
into the bedding.
"Why are you holding a sheet to your chest silly? You don't have boobs
for him to see," He asked as he stripped off the shorts and rummaged
around for his underwear.
"Because, I am a girl, you dope. Also because someday I will have them
and then what kind of questions will he ask? Maybe I will make you
answer them!"
"Ah, valid point, without coffee I'm only running on two cylinders,"
Pulling a t-shirt over his chest, much to Ann's chagrin, he continued,
"Come on, sleepyhead, let's get dressed and start our day."
"Ok, ok."
Jack left Ann in the Master bedroom and went to collect Alex and begin
breakfast.
Meanwhile Ann kicked the sheets off her and tiptoed naked to the
bathroom. Figuring she was going to swim with the boys today, she only
ran a quick shower to shave and wash the sweat of the previous night
exuberance off her. "Three times," She thought smiling. Jack had
stamina. Padding herself dry she skipped into the bedroom for her
clothes. She was excited to try out a new find. A few weeks before
she'd found a modest two piece swimsuit with pockets in the top. She
put it on and dropped her forms into the pockets. "Not bad" She thought
looking in the mirror smoothing down her sides and breasts. It was a
modest suit, but she could be more daring once she had her own breasts.
The top doubled as a tank and she put on the bottoms tucked herself
securely and then a pair of denim short shorts. With flip flops on she
returned to the bathroom to wrestle with her hair, corralling it back
into a pony tail.
She came down stairs to see Alex in his high chair busily spreading
oatmeal on his face. She smirked as she estimated only a third was
actually going into his mouth. Tommy was watching cartoons on the TV in
the den. Jack was looking in the fridge. Walking behind him she patted
his butt. "Jack, make coffee, I'll make breakfast. You made dinner
last night."
Jack, jumped when he felt Ann's hand on his ass, took out the orange
juice. "OK" he said straightening up snickering.
Jack poured Tommy some juice and got the coffee going before sitting
down to tend Alex. Ann got busy in the kitchen happily making the
pancake batter for her guys, while keeping an eye on the bacon as well.
She made Tommy's first, pouring three circles until they merged. She
impressed Jack as she flipped the large three lobed pancake with a deft
flick of the wrist. Tommy sat at the table and was delighted when Ann
placed it before him. "MICKEY!" He squealed. She continued to make a
pile of pancakes for her and Jack to enjoy. Alex even got one which
ended up mostly on the floor.
Finished with breakfast Jack and Ann sat drinking coffee and planning
their day. Ann took the boys to the swing set while Jack cleaned up from
breakfast. Ann pushed both boys in turn on the swing, even though Tommy
was old enough to swing himself. Jack enjoyed how easily Ann fit within
their lives. Tommy just adored her and Jack could tell she thought the
world of both Tommy and Alex. Alex was beginning to form words and
smiled and babbled to Ann whenever he saw her. Julia would be proud that
someone so loving stepped in when she was gone. She played with them so
naturally. Maybe this was something fated, he reasoned. Ann was a
woman biologically incapable of having children, but it seemed she was
making the best of an opportunity to be a mother. It seemed to Jack she
really enjoyed the role.
The budding little family planned a walk around the lake to a small
beach a few hundred yards from the house. Ann had packed some towels
and some extra diapers in a bag while Jack got Tommy in his swim trunks.
While Jack dressed she slathered sunscreen on Tommy and the baby. Being
as Irish in heritage as she was she knew they would all suffer from the
sun if they weren't careful. Jack came down in matching swim trucks as
Tommy.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Let me get a picture, of my two boys in there matching trunks," Tommy
proudly stood with his daddy as Ann snapped the picture. She tucked her
phone and the camera in the bag and hefted it on her shoulder. She
picked up Alex and off they went.
The shoreline of the lake that passed for a beach was a strip of sand
about ten feet wide. But Ann had to admit the view of the trees and
mountains was much better than any flat ocean view. Tommy ran into the
water immediately and Jack asked him to wait. But Ann told him to go on
she would get settled with Alex, so Jack bounded in after him. She
admired Jack as he played with his son. Trying to pin down just what
was so attractive about a man playing like a little boy with his son.
She didn't know what it was but it was endearing and very sexy. Ann
took off her shorts lowered her sunglasses over her eyes and lay back on
a towel to sun herself. Tommy came out of the water a few minutes
later. He played in the sand at her feet, burying them in handfuls of
sand which she playfully kicked off, so he would start again.
"Ann why are your toes purple?"
"I painted my toenails honey."
"Why?"
"To make them pretty," she replied. "Do you think they are pretty?"
"Yes!" he said as he dumped another handful on her feet. "Why should
they be pretty?"
"Because I want your daddy to see they are pretty when I wear flip
flops."
"Oh."
They all played for an hour or so Jack and Ann taking turns taking Alex
in the water. She sat with the baby in several inches of water allowing
him to splash and play in the shallow water.
Jack took Tommy out into deeper water and taught him to swim on his own.
Soon enough Tommy was calling to Ann to watch him. He came bounding out
of the water to her, "Did you see me? Did you see me?"
"I did, Tommy. I'm so proud of you."
They picked up their things and headed back to the house for lunch.
Tommy took his sandwich to the den and watched a Disney movie. Ann and
Jack fed Alex while they talked about the future.
"Have you thought about a house?" Jack began.
"Not really," she replied. "I suppose I'd want it to be convenient to
the train so I can get into the City for work."
"There is an interesting question," he mused.
"What's that?"
"Say we get married, would you continue to work?"
Ann's eyes got wide. "I really didn't think of that," she frowned. "I
don't think I'd want to stop working Jack. I have a master's degree. I
put a lot of time and money into my education, I have a brain and I want
to use it."
"Yeah, I get that," Jack acknowledged.
Jack and Ann talked for the first time about their finances. Ann was
making a very comfortable living. Dacia paid her very well, the biggest
drag were her graduate school loans and the money she was saving for her
surgery. She only lived in her apartment because she didn't need more
as a single girl. Jack was a rising star at his company. With their
combined income they realized that they could live in the suburb closest
to the train line were real estate was at a premium and still afford a
really nice house. They finished lunch very pleased. Jack got his
laptop and they looked at some listings, and discovered they had similar
taste in houses.
"Working at an art gallery I thought your taste would have tended toward
modern," Jack said.
"Well, I'm not against it Jack, but I only work in a modern art gallery,
my specialty is medieval art," Ann replied.
"Well, I don't think we will find any castles, or gothic churches."
"I just mean I like traditional homes," Ann laughed. "But if we find a
castle, I'd love to be your princess."
"You are already my Queen," he replied.
"In more ways than one." She smirked.
Jack couldn't help but laugh.
That night, Ann and Jack lay in bed. Jack was on his back with Ann
snuggled up to his side. She stroked him gently maintaining his
arousal. He could feel the heat from her pookie on his hip. It was
very erotic. With other women Jack couldn't tell when they were
genuinely turned on, not with Ann. He looked at her beautiful face, as
he contemplated this strange turn his life had taken. He wasn't
attracted to men. Ann's coming out to him months ago, forced him to
examine his sexuality. He looked at men now, and tried to think if he
found them as attractive as women, the answer was still a resounding no.
Late one night when Ann hadn't come over he tried looking at shemale
porn. There just wasn't much appeal, to the hardcore stuff showing
shemales fucking women or men. But then when he watched a girl
masturbating, he found himself imagining her as Ann, and that did excite
him.
"What are you thinking about?" Ann asked breaking him from his reverie.
"How attractive I find you."
Ann blushed, and kissed him.
"Babe, are you going to become a woman, physically?"
"Transition, is the word you're looking for," she corrected. "I don't
know. I'm comfortable as I am apart from a couple of things, "she
winked. "Would you want me to?"
"I think you are perfect, and I will support you no matter what you want
to do."
"An answer like that deserves a reward, "she said smiling. And kissed
his nipple then made her way down his belly to his penis where she took
it into her mouth. She sucked him until he was completely rigid. Then
reached over and grabbed a condom to slip on to him. She straddled him
and lowered herself onto his member. She rode him as he bucked and
bounded beneath her. Her own erection stood straight out and tapped his
belly at each thrust, teasing her. He reached out and stroked it and
she could take it no longer spraying his chest with her cream. Seconds
later Jack grunted and groaned as he came. She collapsed onto his chest
and kept him inside her. Kissing him as they hugged while still joined
as one.
"I could get used to this," Jack said.
"Mmm, so could I," Ann said, and then she asked "Jack, would you like me
to have real breasts?"
"Of course," Jack replied. "And I know your next question, but I think
you're perfect as you are, but you've told me before how you are limited
in your wardrobe choices and would like real breasts to wear what you
like. Well, I think it's only natural to support you in that."
Ann kissed him again.
"Can you get really giant cans?" he said with a big grin motioning with
his hands out beyond his chest. "I've always love huge hooters."
She playfully smacked at his chest, and lightly twisted his nipple.
"Ouch," He said laughing.
"Serves you right, you jackass," she laughed.
Later in the week Ann made an appointment to see a cosmetic surgeon in
the city taking the morning off from work. She wore a conservative
skirt suit in grey with a robin egg blue sleeveless top. It was a warm
summer day and she was glad she chosen the light weight linen suit. She
signed in with the receptionist and waited to be called.
"Ann Bailey?" the nurse asked twenty minutes later.
"That's me!" and she stood up and gathered her purse.
She was led to the doctor's consultation office and offered a seat at
his desk.
"The doctor will be in momentarily."
"Thank you," Ann replied.
Dr. Jeremy Holt was a man who looked like he escaped the set of
Nip/Tuck, dashingly handsome. He had dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
Ann momentary wondered why men looked so hot in scrubs. "Sorry to keep
you waiting," He said as he breezed in. "Can I get you something to
drink Miss..." He paused to check a note. "Bailey."
"Ah, no, thank you."
"Well," He said sitting down and eyeing her up. "What can I do for a
pretty lady like you?"
Ann was flattered and smiled. "I'm looking for breast enhancement," she
began. "I must tell you that I'm transgendered, I'm living as a woman,
and have been for almost three years."
Dr. Holt was impressed. "Are you in therapy preparing for GRS?"
"No. I haven't had therapy in many years. I am on my own. I don't intend
to transition."
So you aren't taking hormones or supplements?"
"No," she answered. "I wouldn't without a doctor monitoring me."
"I must say, you are very lovely, wonderfully feminine skin tone without
hormones. Now usually transwomen come to me for augmentation to what
breast development hormones could provide. The problem is that without
some natural breast there you can end up with a couple of very circular
balloons on your chest. You might have seen that."
Ann frowned knowing what he was describing. "Well I'm not looking for
anything that won't look natural on my frame."
"Fortunately, I have a solution. Those round balloons are usually very
cheap implants but what we can do is something developed for women who
have had complete radical double mastectomies. They are in a similar
situation as you are where everything of the breast has been removed."
Ann listened attentively. "What is the recovery time from the surgery?"
"Well there will be some bruising that might take a month to dissipate,
but you can be back at work in a week."
She was thrilled by what the doctor was proposing. He also tried to
sell her on some facial feminization, but she resisted. The breasts
would cost her twice what she originally budgeted, but it would be worth
it. The one thing she didn't want to do was mess with her face. Ann
positively floated from the room.
Ann went to work and had no trouble from Dacia getting a week off. She
was cagy with Dacia as to why she needed the time, wanting it to be a
surprise.
Three days later Jack drove Ann into the Doctor Holt's clinic. Jack
held her hand until they wheeled her into the OR. Three hours later Ann
woke up feeling as if she'd been hit by a truck. It hurt to breathe.
She looked down to see the hospital gown moving up and down slowly with
every breath.
"Oh, my god," she though as she processed the evidence of her breasts
for the first time, "I wish I could enjoy this moment more but it
actually sucks." Blearily she looked around the room. Jack was there
holding her hand which she only noticed for the first time then.
"Hey, kiddo," he said. "You came through like a trooper. The girls are
going to be gorgeous," He smiled.
Ann smiled and croaked something. Her look of puzzlement amused Jack.
"Here," he said, "Have some water first babe." He tenderly tilted a cup
to her mouth the water splashing in seemed to enliven her whole body.
"Ah," She said. "That is so much better. I'm so glad you're here with
me."
"I couldn't be anywhere else, but next to my girl."
Ann was housebound for a week while Jack gallantly took care of her
every need while he was home. During the day when she had the house to
herself she did the exercises the doctor recommended so she would have
full range of motion. She got used to the feeling of weight on her
chest as she stretched and gently exercised. At one point in her
excitement she tried a jumping jack without a bra on and was painfully
reminded that she needed time to heal.
Monday morning a week after her surgery she was due to go back to work.
Her breasts where tender, Jack was salivating at the chance to paw and
nibble on them, but the bruising was down and she was recovered enough
to go to work. Ann dressed that morning in her favorite Bali bra,
scalloped to show maximum cleavage. She chose a red top with a plunging
neckline and a long gold chain with a locket that nestled, between her
pale mounds.
The locket had been a gift from Caroline, the pictures inside where of
Katrina, on one side and Jack and the boys on the other. She put it on
and felt it close to her heart, with that she was off to work.
Ann was deliberately a few minutes late coming into the office. She
wanted to make sure everyone was in. Per the usual routine Dacia came
around the corner as Ann finished making her coffee. Ann set it down on
the table and returned to the counter to get her bagel. As Dacia sat
down; Ann turned back then dropped her spreading knife on the floor.
"Oh Damn," she said making a big show as she bent at the waist to reach
for it.
"OH! My Fucking God!" Dacia said loud enough for Cindy to come into the
kitchen to see what was the matter. Dacia laughed with joy for her
friend.
What's the matter?" Cindy said as she came into the room. Ann stood
there smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"Ann's a big girl now!" Dacia announced, as she shimmied her chest as a
clue to Cindy.
"OOOOoooooh! Look at you!" she said as they both looked at her cleavage.
Cindy reached out to touch and Dacia slapped her hand down.
"Cindy!" Dacia admonished. Then she turned back to Ann, "Can I give you
a hug, or does it still hurt?"
"Oh yes, we can hug," Ann replied and threw open her arms. Dacia then
Cindy hugged her in turn and all three put their hands to their chest.
"That was an incredible feeling," said Ann tearing up. "I could feel
you both."
Dacia smiled with understanding, tearing up a little as well. "Welcome
to the club, darling."
By the next week Jack and Ann had a new after-work routine. Tuesdays
and Thursdays after work they met with a realtor and went driving around
the area looking for houses. Within a few weeks they put in an offer on
a four bedroom Colonial house on a wooded street with a two car garage,
finished basement, and an office. They moved in just before Tommy had
to start school. They kept Ann's furniture to use in the finished
basement. They used her bedroom set for the master bedroom and Jack and
Julia's bed went to the guest room. Jack just couldn't bring himself to
have it become His and Ann's. Ann appreciated the sweetness of Jack's
minor irrational hang up and let it go.
Summer turned to fall and Ann spent her non-working time putting the
house in order, organizing and combining their households into one.
Tommy was in school now so Jack took Alex daycare, while Tommy stayed
with a classmate until Jack got home. Life for Jack and Ann settled
into a comfortable routine. Ann came home late one evening in September
since the Art Season was in full swing and Dacia was planning a big
opening in early October.
Ann came into the kitchen to see Tommy busily working on his homework,
Alex was playing on the floor and Jack was making dinner. "Hey Honey,"
He said.
"Hi babe," she replied and kissed Tommy on the head. Then she turned
and walked to Jack at the stove. She wore a tight maroon sweater with
three quarter length sleeves; her body was encased in a tight grey
pencil skirt that ended just below the knee, and maroon Mary Jane pumps.
"Wow!" Jack said. "I left before you got up this morning. Is this new?
You look delicious."
"Yes, it is. You like?" Ann posed and modeled in the kitchen for him.
"I do."
She leaned in and kissed him making a point to lift up a leg in a
personification of 1950s chic.
"I have news," she began. "But first, do you have an evening suit?"
Jack frowned into the food, and answered without looking up from the
cooking. "No, but I can get one. I ought to since I might need one for
black-tie events at work."
"Well, I think you should, since I have a black-tie event for work too!"
she explained, "I need you looking dashing for an opening at the
beginning of next month," she squealed with delight. "I get to go dress
shopping!"
Jack laughed and shook his head at Ann's girlish display. Alex laughed
at Ann's antics too. She turned and squatted down to pick him up.
"Yes, my handsome boyfriend likes to see me dressed pretty," She said in
exaggerated tones to the baby.
Alex laughed and said, "Annie."
Ann gasped. "See Jack, he isn't just saying 'daddy' anymore," Turning
back to Alex, "That's right, I'm Annie," And kissed him then used her
thumb to wipe away the lipstick smudge.
Jack was pleased that Alex was becoming quite a talker. He would get an
evening suit this weekend; he knew Ann would want to go shopping on her
own and surprise him. He began thinking about finding something to
surprise her with as well.
After dinner, they put the kids to bed, Ann changed into something she
could lounge round in. When she came down stairs Jack had to remark, "I
must say, I do enjoy the clothes you find comfortable to lounge in,"
Ann was wearing silk pink pajamas that flowed over her body and
shimmered like water. She was wearing pink marabou slippers with 3 inch
heels. Her top was open and he could see her breasts tantalizing
inside. She fairly skipped over to him and sat on his lap, threw her
arms around his neck and kissed him.
"How did I get so lucky?" she asked him. "I put up with an awful lot
growing up, but I never figured the reward would be you."
The phone rang in the middle of their kiss. Ann rolled her eyes and
smiled as Jack disengaged shrugged and picked up the house phone. Ann
listened to the one sided conversation sitting in Jack's lap.
"Hello? Oh hey, Jeanette," Jack began. Jeanette was Julia's mother
who lived on the West Coast. Jack talked with her for a good ten
minutes about the boys, updating her on all that was going on with them.
Eventually he agreed to something she couldn't quite make out as she
snuggled into him. A minute later he hung up and sighed.
"Well, this is interesting," He said putting the phone back in its
charger. "My mother-in-law is coming to see the boys and the new house
and she is bringing Julie's sister Jillian with her.
"Hmm, Julia, Jeanette, Jillian. I sense a theme," she said chuckling as
she hugged him close.
He pushed her away to look at her. "She will be here to size you up
sweetheart."
"I think I can handle her."
"I hope so."
To be Continued...
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