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I wrote this sat on a balcony in the Canary Islands sun. It's just a little fun fantasy and not to be taken seriously. The area of Playa where Helen and Tracy have a place does not exist and is based loosely on a lovely development I saw in Puerto Rico. Romancing the Novices. By Trish. The holiday complexes poolside caf?/bar was busy. "Hey love," Amanda whispered to her fianc?e over their breakfast. "Isn't that the woman I was speaking to last night?" Glancing towards where Amanda was looking John saw an attractive thirty something woman with vivid blue eyes looking back at them with one of those 'I'm sure I know them,' expressions on her face. "You must remember her," Amanda said smiling at the woman. "It's the woman I got chatting with last night in that last place the rep took us in. She was wearing that tiny red rubber dress and was with that really convincing blonde who turned out to be her husband." "Erm, yeah," John whispered knowing he was blushing when the woman gave them a pleased smile of recognition and made a beeline towards their table. Although a life long crossdresser John was still very uptight and inhibited about his feminine desires. Coming clean about it to Amanda last winter had been one of the hardest things he had ever done, and even though she had still asked him to marry her, he still did know just what she really thought about his revelation. To make things worse whenever he had tried to talk to her about it she avoided the issue and changed the subject. He loved Amanda immensely, but sometimes her inhibited unwillingness to discuss the intimate side of their relationship drove him daft. "Well hello again," the woman said breezing up with a friendly smile. "It's awfully busy this morning would you mind if I joined you?" "Please," Amanda smiled. "Do." Guessing her age to be mid to late thirties Amanda felt a shiver of envy when realised that under the woman's light summer dress lurked the body of a lingerie model. "On your own?" John asked wondering where her husband was as he waved the waiter over. The couple had looked interesting enough when Helen noticed them in her favourite club the previous night that she deliberately bumped into the girl to instigate a meeting. Sods law of course dictated that they were part of a tour party, because no sooner had she started chatting Amanda up and their rep chivvied them off for their bus. It had been dammed frustrating because they appeared to be just the type she was looking for. The boy was nothing much to look at, he was in his early twenties with shoulder length hair and just the kind of slender un-masculine body that held great possibilities if you like your men feminised. The girl however was deliciously attractive to Helen, she was a little older than her partner and her unassumingly nerdy personality was counterbalanced by a decidedly Amazonian physique. Wishing she could recall their names Helen said, "I got hungry." She swapped a look with the girl adding, "And while sunning in a bikini might be enough for Tracy. I prefer food. I'm sorry I don't remember your name's but I'm Helen by the way." "I'm Amanda," Amanda said holding out her hand. "And this is my fianc?e John." "Please to meet you both." Helen smiled. "So are you staying long?" "We've got two more nights before we're due to fly back early Friday morning," Amanda said. "I wish we could have booked longer now though..." "Pity," Helen mused to herself. Personable and gregarious she soon had them chatting with her like an old friend. Making regular eye contact with Amanda, as they spoke she interlaced her conversation with enough pointed innuendo to make sure the girl knew where she stood. With out needing to push she quickly learned that they had known each other since college and were getting married that summer. It did not take much further probing to discover that Amanda worked at home as a self employed Internet security consultant, and John loathed his job as an administrator at the Inland Revenue. Mentioning in return that she owned successful property development and estate agents Helen was saved from further revelations when Jose the waiter walked up with her order. "Hola, Ms Helen." He smiled placing a mixed fruit and toast breakfast before her. "How nice to see you back, so soon?" "Hello Jose," Helen said. "We got in yesterday morning, and it's great to be back," adding to her new friends after he left. "He's a sweetie isn't he?" "Do you holiday here often?" "As often as we can, especially now we've had a place built." "Not one of them?" Amanda laughed pointed to the villas on the low hill behind the complex. "Yes," Helen said with a shy smile. "Ours is the one on the far right looking on to the dunes." "Wow?" Amanda gasped. "The sunset view from there must be stunning?" "Is rather." Helen grinned up at John. "So did you enjoy yourselves last night?" "Yes," John said with a faint blush. "Want to go to go back with out the tour company entourage?" Helen inquired with a salacious wink at him. "Oh yes!" Amanda said quickly, before blushing herself. Amanda had not really wanted to join the tour of the 'alternative' venues after the holiday rep joked that some of the transvestite performers cleavages and legs made her feel inadequate. Although she was not still sure what she felt about John's 'hobby' she did love him to bits and had reluctantly agreed, as she knew he would want to go. Astonishingly once she had got over her discomfort she had surprised herself by having an absolute whale of a time. It was nothing like the Beaumont Society meeting she had gone to with John, which had been a rather dull affair. Instead the pubs and clubs they had been shown were packed with people having a good time and although the mix of people was at first rather shocking the bars and clubs were great fun. She saw men with men, women with women and intermingled everywhere were transvestites of both genders. Having been brought up in the very repressive environment of a Church run children's home. Amanda was very inhibited when it came to anything remotely sexual and when she first saw John crossdressed, if she was honest it made her feel very uncomfortable. She just did not know how to treat him or act... It was not like he looked ridiculous or silly because in truth he actually looked pretty good as 'Jill' but it somehow seeing him like that did not feel right to her. Making things even more confusing for her was the feelings she felt when she caught him 'dressed' because she still found him very attractive! This feeling reawakened her life long sense of self-disgust about having a deeply hidden sexual attraction to other women... She found out about 'Jill' on John's birthday after she had taken him out for dinner to celebrate. During the meal they drank a couple of bottle of wine and then a third when they got back to her place. They had both been pretty blitzed when out of the blue he suddenly admitted that he liked to wear women's clothing... To say Amanda had been shocked was an understatement, but as the alcohol had loosened their tongues she admitted in return to having always wanted to experiment with another woman. Her admission during his confusing explanation about his dressing gave John the opening to admit that he also had wondered what it would be like get it on with another 'girl' like him! That night was the only time they had ever really talked about their sexual preferences. As both had always been the sort of straight arrow types they needed the booze to lubricate their tongues enough to actually speak about their sexualities, but eventually embarrassment won out as both clammed up to an uncomfortable silence. Having agreed to go on the tour Amanda had been unable to escape what she was seeing in the various bars and clubs. For the first time in her life she had to face up to her discomfort and embarrassment about sexual perversions, and at first she felt mortified at what she was seeing! However as the evening progressed the sensation of embarrassment began to change into uneasy feeling that she could be missing out on a lot of fun by ignoring her fianc?e's crossdressing. Astonished that Amanda appeared to have enjoyed a night touring drag clubs and alternative bars, John was left gob smacked when she whispered as they walked back to their apartment. "It's a pity we did not bring that case of yours love." Her dark eyes glittered in the sodium lighting as she added with a giggle. "Because you dress up prettier than an awful lot of the girls we saw tonight!" This was pretty startling for John because Amanda normally avoided bringing up his crossdressing, and when ever possible tried to ignore it. Letting out a little giggle she asked, "Would you like to do a little shopping love and go back to find out?" John's jaw dropped. "You what?" "You heard," Amanda said laughing at his expression she added. "I'm sure we can find everything you need in that commercial centre." "Erm you sure," John stuttered. "You weren't all that keen when I suggested we went on the tour?" She grinned and hugged him to her side. "I know, but chatting with that woman in the last place and what I have seen tonight has sort of opened my eyes to the fun we could be having." Recalling her words last night John felt intensely aware of Helen and his fianc? swapping a glances and giggles at his reaction, when their new friend said looking him in the eyes. "I'm sure one of you will look fantastic honey." Adept at reading people Helen knew from the way they reacted to her saucy innuendo that they were both deeply inhibited and although she knew how to deal with that, she was content just now to guide the conversation into calmer waters. There were things she needed to know, and over breakfast she got most what she wanted. Keeping the conversation lively Helen swapped the usual getting to know you information and with out realising it they played straight into her hands. Although more properly Amanda did because John was barely able to speak, he felt like he was going to burn up with embarrassment every time the two women's chatter hinted at crossdressing. There was something about the look of amused understanding in Helen's eyes, which made him feel like she was reading him like a book, especially after she deliberately guided the conversation into less embarrassing areas. Finishing his toast John excused him self a little later saying. "Back in a tick I've got to wash my hands," and slipped out of his chair. "Jesus!" Helen half wolf whistled. "Now that's a pair of legs and an ass that's wasted on a man!" She openly eyeballed John's back as he padded towards the bars toilet, before asking Amanda in a giggled whisper. "Please tell me he's a dresser not a chaser?" "A what?" Amanda asked feeling like her jaw was on the deck. "The way he was drinking in the girls last night, made me wonder if he was one of them or a chaser. You know the sort of guy who won't admit to being bi but loves fucking a transvestites!" "Oh!" Amanda blushed at Helen's vulgarity and croaked. "Erm he's a dresser." She was suddenly very aware that she was alone with this very attractive woman. "Oh wow!" Helen smiled pleased to have her initial assumption confirmed. "We've been hoping to meet another like minded couple for ages." "Oh!" Amanda went bright red. Helen smiled liking her blushes. "What's her," she nodded at John's seat, "girlie name?" "Jill," Amanda blushed. Helen smiled and nodded. "Cute suits her." "Think so?" Amanda asked. "Definitely!" Helen grinned. "Tracy will be delighted, because she's as sick as I am of going to the cattle market clubs and meeting a couple like you but never getting a chance to build that into a real friendship as its all so transient." "Transient?" "Yes," She dangled the bait. "You get to know someone over a drink or two and maybe even have a bit of a play if we're really lucky, but because its a club land meeting we'd never see them again, it's so frustrating!" "Oh right," Amanda said. "Play?" "Well?" Helen teased. "Say you two did not have to split last night and we'd carried on hitting it off like we were..." Amanda nodded. "Yeah, it was a bit of a pain in the arse when that rep rounded us all up!" Helen grinned. "After a drink or two perhaps we'd have ended up having a bit of a boogie, and if I was really, really lucky may be we get into a little hot lezza play." She looked pointedly at Amanda's expression and giggled. "An appealing idea I see?" Amanda blushing bright red nodded. "And I know that Tracy would be delighted if your Jill felt the same, because she told me after you left that she thought Jill could be a little 'smasher!" She nodded at the gent's door. "So do you think she would be interested in a bit of girl on girl with another T-girl sweetheart?" Amanda shocked her self when she sheepishly stuttered. "Probably no more than me." The hungry smile that met her comment sent a shiver of desire up Amanda's back that made her heart beating like a drum. Knowing that she needing to say something before she made a fool of herself she spotted John coming out of the toilet and babbled, "John's back!" Helen smiled reading the sub vocal indicators and eased up saying, "So he is," and asked about their apartment. They were talking holiday accommodation when John slipped back into his seat and mentioned that he thought that the town was cultureless holiday factory. "But who cares when it's 30 degree's in November." "That's true," Helen agreed, mentioning that before she bought the villa they used to stay in a complex on the other side of the town. "So tell me Helen," Amanda asked feeling immensely attracted to her. "Where did you get that stunning dress you wore last night?" "Back home," Helen answered with a smile. "I know this wonderful fetish wear designer in London and she made it for me." Giving Amanda a sly look she added, "Did you like it?" "Oh yes." Amanda grinned. "And I'm a little envious that you can get away with something like that?" She pulled a self-deprecating face as she added. "I know I'm the wrong shape to get away with something that tight and skimpy..." Tall, and big boned Amanda was built in mould of a 'strapping' farmer's daughter, and having been a stalwart of the rowing club at university had grown into a very shapely if physically overdeveloped woman. "Are you mad!" Helen laughed. "That's nonsense honey! You would look drop dead gorgeous in that outfit! My god girl, you're tall, shapely," she lowered her voice in deference to the family on the next table. "Have tits to die for, an arse sent from heaven and the body of an Amazon." She grinned at John and said. "Right John?" The bathroom break had given John time to sort his feelings out and saw that if Amanda got friendly with Helen she might make her more receptive to his dressing. Grinning at Amanda he laughed. "Oh my yes!" "Yeah?" Amanda sarcastically laughed nudging John with her elbow. "But you're biased?" "Balls dear!" Helen snorted, catching Amanda's eyes again. "Huh!" Amanda tried to snort as her insides knotted up. Every time Helen looked at her she felt like she was having her first crush and she did not have to be told how damp her bikini bottoms were under her short denim skirt. "I'm being honest Amanda, I'd kill for a figure like yours wearing that outfit," Helen said holding her eyes. With what she had learned and assumed Helen knew Amanda was just to good an opportunity to miss and even better her fianc?e showed the makings of a perfect companion for Tracy. Although Helen more than ruled the roost in her home, she still abided by the agreement she had made with Tom about never playing with out first clearing it with each other. It was an agreement she already had when it came to Amanda and John because she had asked 'him' straight off when they first spotted the couple. Gazing into the girls eyes Helen read an expression that made her pussy tingle as she laughed. "For gods sake Amanda! Trust me you have got the perfect full, ripe figure to do a dress like that justice!" "Yeah and Ian Paisley will be the next Pope!" Casting her bait Helen added in mock exasperation. "Bloody hell girl, look if you've not got anything planned for today why don't you pop up to the house and I'll prove it to you?" Hiding a shiver of excitement Helen saw her offer tempted the girl, and told herself not to push. The girl was ripe for the plucking, but she was still worried about hurting her fianc?e's feelings. "We were going to do a little shopping this morning?" Amanda said, adding, "Clothes shopping," with wavering glance between her fianc?e and new friend. "Weren't we?" The look of understanding in Helen's eyes brought the blush back onto John's face as he sheepishly nodded. "Erm yeah..." "Ah... I see?" Helen said giving John a knowing wink. "Something sexy I hope?" Glancing back at Amanda she laughed. "But you'll need an outfit as well, after all you don't want to be outshone honey." "Yeah, I know." Amanda grinned feeling her cheeks burning. "I was going to have a look at the shops we past on the tour last night?" "They are all right, but this time of day the selections a bit narrow and if you're looking for something special it's better to wait until it cools down later in the afternoon when the more interesting places open," Helen said content to take her time and let the seeds she had sown germinate. As Amanda looked at John, Helen's keen eyes saw the desire in her body language. She could almost smell an untapped well of repressed desire simmering inside the girl. Missing the queue's that Helen saw, John grinned. "The sun's out Amie, and I've got my book love?" "What are you reading?" Helen asked, turning all her considerable personal charm on him for the first time. "The new Terry Pratchett." "Oh that's a cracker." Helen grinned. "I finished it on the plane, and want to read it again but." She shrugged. "As Tracy prefers sunning in a bikini to breakfast she's bound to have it by now and we never read the same book at the same time unless it's aloud to each other." Twisting John round her little finger, Helen charmed him. Not only was it enjoyable to talk to someone about books and literature but it allowed her to slip her claws into him, just as easily as she had his fianc?. Hiding a smile of triumph she knew she was winning when Amanda harrumphed affectionately. "He'll have finished and be on the next it by teatime." She grumbled. "His?" She gave him another nudge. "Idea of a good holiday Helen, is spent in the sun with his nose in a book." "Sounds about right to me." Helen laughed glancing at Amanda. "Well why don't you come and try that dress now, then hit the shops mid-afternoon when everything will be open?" Before she had finished talking she knew they would be joining her, even if they still did not. Helen liked the way Amanda glanced at John. One thing she could not abide was selfishness in the wrong context and although she could tell that Amanda had already made up her mind to try the offered dress, it was still gratifying to see how she still checked with her partner. Unsurprised by his half nod in return Helen added with a pat on John hand. "Why stay here sugar? I'm sure if anything you'll find our little garden more comfortable and 'private' than an apartment balcony." She grinned at him and said enticingly. "We are high enough that it we get the sun all day, and I know Tracy would enjoy some like minded company." She swapped a look with Amanda and added, "Almost as much as I will?" Amanda saw the look and blushed faintly saying, "Well if its no trouble Helen." She goose bumps spring up over her body, and felt all strange inside as Helen touched her hand and said. "Oh, its not honey." What was happening to me? Amanda asked almost feeling herself shaking at the nipple rush she got in response to the woman's touch. Reading her expression Helen made sure Amanda saw her eyeing the erect nipples sprouting noticeably through her tee shirt and bikini top and snickered silently to her self. "Gotcha!" Amanda's heart was pounding in her ears as she half babbled. "We need to pop to the apartment, for my bag and doings..." "Not problem," Helen said. "We're easy to find, just follow the road past the shop and you'll come to the path on the left, follow that up the hill and we're right at the far end." "Half hour or so then?" Amanda said, feeling like her insides were on fire when Helen's hand this time brushed her thigh as she stood. "Great." Helen grinned. "Well I best pop home and warn Tracy that we've company." "Are you sure you want to do this?" John whispered as Helen strode confidently away. He had noticed the spark between the two women and wondered what was going on inside his usually uptight and inhibited fianc?'s head. "Yeah, it will be a laugh." Amanda laughed, taking his hand and leading him down to their small budget apartment. "But what about?" John blushed as he alluded to the spark between her and Helen. "Then we'll cross that bridge when we get there," Amanda said. "But if it feels right, then we can see what happens..." She felt her heart thudding apprehensively until John nodded. "Erm yes, okay?" He blushed. "You know I'll love you Amie, and well." He gave her a sheepish look, aware that they shared an unfulfilled bisexual curiosity. "If something arises don't let me be the stumbling block..." "God I love you," Amanda said giving him a kiss as she slipped her hand into his. "And that cuts both ways honey." John blushed all the brighter. "What!" Amanda grinned but did not answer until they were well away from the other guests. "I guess last night made me realise that it's about time we both accepted and learned to enjoy your girlie side!" "Must be this one?" Amanda said a half hour later when they reached the end of the path. Opening the gate, she walked down the steps to the door and hesitantly rang the bell. "You found us then?" Helen said cheerfully opening the door wearing a very skimpy black bikini. "Come in, come in?" As they entered she called. "Tracy?" She glanced at John and added, "Jill and Amanda are here?" John's face was a picture and Amanda blushed brightly, but said, "Relax love, I kind of told Helen about you after she guessed." Oh shit! Was John's initial thought, how could she? "Hello again," 'Tracy' said, as Helen showed them into the house. "Can I fix you a drink?" Slim and tanned with his eyes emphasised by mascara and eyeliner he looked astonishingly normal wearing a blue full cut bikini. "Please?" Amanda managed to stifle her gasp of amazement because if she ignored the unfeminine bulging of his blue panties, with his highlighted long blond she could have very easily mistaken him for a girl. She surprised herself when she half hopefully wondered if John could ever be made to look as convincing? "We're on Sangria?" Tracy offered smiling at John, with a nodded, "Hi Jill?" "That will be lovely thanks." "We'll sit in the garden," Helen chortled delighted that they came. "I hope you girls brought your bikinis because it's to nice to be indoor's?" GIRLS! John blushed bright red and stammered. "Erm I've not?" "Oh you poor thing!" Helen said, "Coming on holiday with out a bikini!" Giving Amanda a mischievous look she giggled. "You're being very cruel denying her the delights of a proper holiday tan?" 'HER!' For a moment Amanda felt speechless, and then laughed saying with a pat on John's bum as they followed Helen through the French window. "It was top of the shopping list!" John went bright red, what on earth had got in to Amanda? "Well if you want to borrow one?" Helen offered as they sat. "I'm sure Tracy could sort her out?" "Thanks Helen he'd love to," Amanda said deciding for John. "She darling, she? Tranny's are always she and her?" Helen giggled, goosing John's arse, as he sat adding. "Aren't you sweet thing?" John gasped and made an unintelligible noise. Laughing Helen called, "Tracy? Have you a clean spare bikini that..." she looked at John and asked with an understanding smile. "So come on honey tell me your real name girlie?" Feeling uncomfortable and embarrassed John blushed even brighter, and said, "Jill, its Jill, Helen." Hearing him referring to himself as Jill sent a shivering thrill down Amanda's back, especially when she read in his body language that behind his embarrassment he loved it! Helen smiled, calling to Tracy. "That Jill can borrow?" "Borrow what?" Tracy asked appearing with another two glasses of sangria. "A bikini for Jill?" Amanda said seeing that John was the same distressed speechlessness state he fell into when she got home and caught him dressed. She knew it had been hard enough for him to admit it to her before she asked him to move in and knew he would never admit his crossdressing to a couple near strangers, even if they already know about him. "Oh? Yes!" Tracy grinned, glancing at Helen and adding. "There's that new lilac one you bought me the other day?" "Lilac?" Amanda smiled. "Thanks Tracy that would be smashing." Tracy smiled at John and said, "This way Jill?" Frozen John looked at Amanda who pulled off her tee shirt and said slipping her skirt free, "Go on Jill." She grinned. "You'll relax a lot faster if you dress from the start love..." Croaking, "If you want?" John looked at Amanda who enthusiastically nodded, saying, "I do honey." "Is it Jill's first time with other people?" Helen asked, taking the opportunity to join Amanda fold back double sun bed, while she watched John sheepishly follow Tracy back into the house. "Pretty much." Amanda said smiling as Helen sat beside her. Taking a sip of her drink she told herself not to chug back the potent ice cold Sangria when she felt the hit of alcohol on her still fragile stomach as she laughed. "He told me just before he moved in with me, but other than a club in London, and Beaumont Society meeting I went to with him," she pulled a face. "Which was all to serious and boring!" "And I know what you mean, they mean well but sometimes try to deny girls like ours have sex lives!" Helen interjected with laugh. "Anything else?" "Just that club, I think it was called Transmission once when he was on a course in London before we met, and as far as I know other than that all his dressing has been alone." She saw the question in Helen's eyes and said, "I guess until last night I was not sure how I felt about it... If you know what I mean?" "Oh I do dear." Helen laughed. "It takes a girl rather hard when they find out that the man they love is really a girl between their ears, but then again..." She mused smiling at Amanda "I guess that's what made us want to marry them in the first place?" She let that sink in by taking a sip of her glass before adding. "And your Jill looks about as assertive and macho as my Tracy did when he still lived mainly as Tom?" "I've never thought about it like that?" Amanda laughed after a moments thought. "Or seen my choice in quite that way?" "You should sweetheart." Helen smiled with a sip of her drink. "Because at the end of the day it's the person not the packaging that matters." Her smile widened as she added in an amused tone. "Well so long as the packaging is not to painful on the eye, don't you think?" Keeping the conversation light, little by little Helen introduced the concept that the drive behind a girl marrying an admitted crossdresser was a repressed lesbian desire. Intertwined with her logic was her seductive charm, and Helen knew as they continued to talk that she was winning. Soon, she told herself as she took in Amanda's swollen nipples, flushed lips and eager answers. Blushing as brightly as Amanda's red bikini John was reluctantly led back out in to the sun by Tracy. The bikini was lovely but he felt stupid wearing it with his hairy legs and armpits. Tracy had bent his ear about it cheerfully as she clipped the top closed behind him, making John grumble. "Amanda wouldn't let me come on holiday with my legs and armpits shaved." "I think that might change Jill?" Tracy grinned wanting to fill out the shaped breast cups but restraining herself, recalling what Helen had said about having high hopes for the 'vanilla' couple. "Shall we?" Tracy said taking John hand and all but pulling him into the garden. John smiled uncomfortably when he saw Amanda grinning at him with a look of disappointed delight and stuttered, "Well?" Blushing regretfully at her earlier insistence Amanda said, "Now I'm really feeling stupid about making you stop shaving honey?" "Well Tracy doses waxing?" Helen giggled. "She's very good and does me every couple of weeks?" "Ouch!" Amanda laughed taking anther chug of her sangria before swapping a grin with Helen and adding. "But it would sort your unsightly body hair problem Jill?" "Waxing?" John squeaked in tempted alarm. "Yes love." Amanda said, "All of a sudden I think I prefer you smooth and soft for me?" "Anything particular for the bikini line Amanda?" Tracy giggled. "Your choice Tracy." Amanda grinned back as Tracy nodded and added with an impish smile. "How about cute runway?" "What ever?" Amanda said, hyper aware of Helen's presence beside her. "Full Brazilian?" Tracy giggled taking 'Jill's' hand and spinning 'her' round saying. "Come on Jill. It will only take a half hour or so, and you'll look and feel so much better in your bikini love." Amanda almost cheered when she saw the look of astonished delight in her fianc?es face when Tracy and led him back into the house chattering. "Grab a towel Jill and I'll do you on the front room floor. Oh and you really must let me fix your eyes and lips?" Amanda blushed as Helen chucked firmly. "And taking about bikini lines Mandy?" For the first time she contracted Amanda's name. "You look like a jungle down their yourself, honey?" She deliberately checked out Amanda's bikini covered pussy, before looking slowly up her body making not secret of her admiration for her full round tits. Meeting her eyes Helen added in an innuendo-laden tone, "And bushy is not sexy..." She grinned and added throatily. "You don't want them in your nose or stuck in your throat do you?" "No...." Amanda whispered meeting her gaze with a bright blush as she babbled unable to lie. "I've never done that to a woman?" "Done what?" Amanda felt her face burn. "Gone down on another girl?" "Why do you want to?" Helen said, spreading her legs a little. Watching as Amanda's eyes fell to the narrow strip of Lycra that covered her pussy. She took hold of the girls chin and tilted it up. "Do you see you self down on your knee's?" Her eyes trapped Amanda's as she whispered commandingly, "Sucking my cunt until I cum?" She held the girls eyes cautioning. "Tell the truth now honey?" "Yes..." Amanda breathed. "But?" her eye's flickered towards the house. "Don't worry," Helen snickered. "If I know my Tracy she will be ages prettying Jill up?" Helen's snicker turned into a throaty laugh as she added, "And knowing my slut lover, I'll bet she'll be getting your Jill just as intimately introduced to her clit before she done!" "Never?" Amanda gasped, blushing at the idea of John making out with another transvestite, he'd never do that... would he? "Want to bet?" Helen giggled. "I don't often let her have her clitty lose, and she just loves getting lesbo with another t-girl?" The image of her John getting fucked as Jill by Tracy shockingly made Amanda giggle. "You know I'd rather like to see that!" "Well then," Helen offered seductively opening her legs a little more as she leant in close and throatily whispered. "Do you want me to arrange it?" "Yes?" Amanda whispered suddenly aware that Helen was slipping a hand on her thigh next to her bikini panties. "Well, fixing this?" Helen traced her fingers over Amanda's nylon covered pubes. "And giving me honey." She leant forwards and brushed her lips on Amanda's. "A kiss will be a good start." She felt the response in that first gentle brush and whispered before their lips touched again. "Oh and lose the bikini top, Mandy..." Cheering silently in her mind as Amanda responded eagerly to her lips and probing tongue, Helen encouraged her intended new lover by running her hands up and over the girl's shapely bikini covered breasts. Teasingly she slipped her hands round Amanda's back and flicked the hook and eye clasp free. A sudden yowl of pain from behind broke their kiss as both women jerked back laughing. The sudden movement loosened Amanda's bikini top allowing Helen to quickly pull it free chuckling confidently. "Now that looks much better?" "Shit!" John half yelped as Tracy ripped another strip of hair from his legs. Naked laid face down on the floor, John did not know if his skin was burning from embarrassment or the torture of being waxed for the first time. "Sorry Jill my love..." Tracy laughed, not meaning it. "Getting beautiful can be a little painful." "Yeah!" John hissed as another strip got ripped from his skin. As the waxing progressed John found himself getting used to the pain, and the company until he was relaxed enough to talk about how his dressing affected his relationship with Amanda. Tracy was very easy to talk to, and seeming understood what he could not voice as he spoke. Finished with his back Tracy got him to rollover and giggled as his cock waved into view. "What pretty clit Jill, honey," and promptly applied the wax to his bushy pubes giggling. "Hold still love this will sting a bit?" Laughing as John jerked up right as she ripped his public hair off yowling, Tracy held him down saying. "I'll kiss it better later sweetie, now let me finish!" "Wh... What?" John gasped as Tracy ran a painted fingernail up the strip of hair she left giggling. "That's lovely!" And started on his chest giggling. "Why don't you want me to?" as she teased his cock with her fingertip. "Yes... No?" John hissed glancing at the garden. "Relax, Mistress will keep Amanda busy?" "Mistress?" John croaked. "Didn't you know?" Tracy laughed. "Oh you are delicious! Helen is my mistress, and she owns me," giggling. "Look I'm property?" Tracy slipped her bikini panties down and thrust her bum in John's face saying. "See?" Tattooed on Tracy right bum cheek was a pink love heart with 'Helen's Property' in a banner across the heart. "Wow?" John gasped astonished, he could not stop his fingers reaching up and tracing the shape. He expected it to feel like a scar but instead he felt smooth skin and asked. "Did it hurt?" "The tattoo, no, not really?" Tracy said shivering. "Oh Jill..." as John fingers ran over her hairless butt. "That's lovely honey... But we've not finished waxing you yet?" With a shimmy of her hips Tracy slipped her bikini panties free and giggled joggling her chest as she turned to face him. "Do you like my tits Jill?" "Yes... They look fantastic." John gasped. "Where did you buy them?" "Buy them?" Tracy laughed. "I grew them honey, Mistress put me on hormones the moment she heard I was getting made redundant from Rover!" "You mean they are real?" John gasped. "Very real." Tracy giggled. "Especially since mistress got a pair of surprise c-cup implants for Christmas last year... Would you like to see them?" "Yes." John blushed. "Well Jill, if you're a good girl and let me finish, I'll reward you with them..." She giggled. "Would you like that?" "Yes..." John croaked, wondering what sort of couple they had got friendly with. What sort of woman would put her husband on hormones and make him get breast implants? As the images flickered through his mind John herd a little voice in his head shouting. "One you wish you could have met!" Chuckling lightly. "There, you're done." Tracy leant forwards and helped him to his knees. Before John realised what she was doing she leant close and kissed him full on the lips and said, "Mmm... Sexy... You taste delicious." Holding him in her arms she led him to the shower, and the selection of hormonal skin treatments she used daily. Whispering, "Undo my bikini Jill," Tracy reached behind him for the faucet. Shaking John felt like his arms were beyond his control as they wrapped round Tracy's back pulling them closer together. Fiddling with the awkward catch as she turned on the shower he felt the bathing suit top come free as Tracy kissed him forcefully as they were dosed with water. Producing her body wash Tracy giggled poured some on her boobs, and did the same to John's chest, before lifting his hands to her breasts giggling. "See they are real... Do you like them?" "Y... Yes," John whispered teasing her nipples with his fingertips as she kissed him deeply and erotically massaged his chest. "How?" They felt so real, and touching them with Tracy's cock pressing against his, he felt like he was living one of his darker wet dreams. "Twelve months of hormones, and implants babe." Tracy laughed, adding as she ran her soapy hands onto John's now hairless and hypersensitive cock. "Why can you see yourself with a pair in the future?" She felt rather than saw his blush and whispered shifting his hand onto her clit. "Hold me Jill honey.... Yes... Like that babe... Oh you have such feminine hands." Keeping him on a wave of seductive sensation, Tracy washed every part of his body making sure he kept his hands on her tits or clit until she turned off the water, and with lots of giggles patted each other dry. Catching his cock with the towel she said as if she had just noticed his rock hard manhood. "Ohhh Jill you naughty girl..." Tracy giggled. "You're all excited?" Before John could stop her Tracy dropped to her knees, lifted his cock to her lips and started to blow him... "Shit...." John gasped catapulted into ecstasy having to lean against the bathroom wall for support. Amanda had begrudgingly blown him maybe a dozen times in their whole relationship, and the difference between Tracy's enthusiastic and well practised mouth, was like wanking compared to real sex! Feeling like he was tottering on the edge of insanity at seeing a naked shemale with large tits and an big 'clit' sucking his cock was mind blowing and with in seconds he exploded. With a silly giggle in her eyes Tracy swallowed the lot almost sending John into outer space, until she brought him crashing to the ground giggling with a seductively lick of her lips. "You taste lovely, but now it's my turn lover?" John blushed brightly and half shook his head, but Tracy would have none of it, and giggling. "You know you want to?" She pushed John to his knees as she stood. Taking hold of her cock she pushed it against his novice lips cooing. "Say thank you Jill?" Ashamed of himself John could not stop his tongue tentatively licking the flesh before him. "Yes... That's it baby girl," Tracy cooed, winding her fingers into his collar length mousy hair. Held firmly by her hands John licked a little harder and then took the whole six inches into his mouth. It was the first time he had sucked cock ... and it showed. Gagging a couple of times, Tracy waited until he was getting the idea before giggling. "You'll learn sister. It just takes time..." Allowing him to work her cock for another minute of two before gently stopping him with a happy smile. "No lover... Not yet..." she breathed. "Don't make me cum yet honey I want your first time to be special." Easing him upright Tracy kissed him on the mouth whispering. "I'd love to have some time just now to let you carry on, but we've got to get you properly prettied up for our mistresses..." "Prettied up?" John said mindlessly... On the come down from his ejaculation he felt a wave of self-revulsion about what he had just been doing with his new friend. "Yeah Jill." Tracy giggled. "Prettied up or mistress will be upset, come along honey?" Taking John by the hand she led him out saying, "Can I do your eyelashes? You'll look lovely with eyelash extensions..." "Eyelash extensions?" John babbled. "Yeah like mine Jill?" Tracy grinned batting her long eyelashes seductively. "Aren't they cool... And my god girl just look at your nails?" Chattering excitedly she led him into a small bed cum dressing room and sat him in front of the dresser. "Eye's, lips and nails should do for now Jill?" Tracy mused. "It's not like were going clubbing today?" Adding as she teased his hair. "I'm so glad your hair is a little longer than average, because I can do something with this!" "Will you?" John gasped. Starting to get excited again as the scents of cosmetics filled his nostrils. "I will Jill!" Tracy giggled. "Now that is a result Jill!" Tracy grinned, examining the out come of what had turned into a two-hour makeover. "Oh my!" John gawped at his reflection. Tracy had tousled his hair in to a more feminine style, which with his fluttering well defined eyes, and glossy red lips meant even the absence of boobs on his did not detract from the very feminine image reflected back at him in the mirror. With a hand to his face in surprise looked saw his bitten and ragged fingernails were now ten glossy pink ovals that projected a half centimetre past his fingertips. "I'll take that as approval?" Tracy snickered slipping onto the table and blocking his view of the mirror, as she adding with a sultry look. "Are you going to thank me properly now sweetie?" They were both still naked and Tracy's arousal was as obvious to John even before she held her cock and said, "Jill honey don't be sacred, you enjoyed my clitty before and trust me sucking cock is even better wearing lipstick?" Nodding and blushing John leant forwards and again started to lick Tracy's cock... "Yeah... good girl..." she whispered. "Like that, now slip just the first inch in your slut red lips babe... Oh yeah you have such a hot mouth, yeah that's it nice and slow." It had been months since Helen had allowed Tracy have her clitty sucked and she would have enjoyed it even if it Jill had not shown any enthusiasm for performing. But as she taught him how to please a cock she was impressed, and knew Jill was born to be a cocksucker! With his mouthful of shemale cock John felt rather than saw Tracy reached for something beside her. "Look at me?" She giggled. Looking up aware of his extended eyelashes flickering on the edge of his vision as she added, "Keep going sugar that's it... yeah!" God it felt exciting to look up as he sucked her cock and see Tracy gazing down at him over her enhanced, feminised body. Movement caught his eye as she held up a silver packet and John almost gagged as he realised what it was. It was a small sachet of lubricant and the intent was clear in her eyes as she eased him off her cock. She wanted to fuck him and John had not even considered that? "I'm not really ready for that yet?" John stuttered feeling her cock brushing his lips... "Shush baby girl." Tracy lightly laughed running it over his lips. "I'll be gentle, and want to be your first... and then baby girl if you're up to it you can do me?" "Sorry. I'm really sorry, but I'm really not ready for this..." John said apprehensively. "Not ready for what Jill?" Helen asked walking in. Chapter two. "How about slipping on your knees Mandy," Helen gently commanded tweaking Amanda's exposed nipples when their amusement at John's howl of pain faded. "You know you really want to taste my pussy sweetheart." Sweetheart! Amanda blushed at the endearment and felt driven to obey. God it was like her pussy was on fire as she slid to her knees until she was knelt between Helen's spread legs. "Good girl!" Helen smiled patting her head. "Now remove my bikini panties, and worship me... You might as well as occupy those sexy lips and tongue of yours pleasing me, while I think about where we should take things next?" Helen adored turning straight girls lesbian, and knew that unlike her fianc?e Amanda was shy, rather than particularly submissive in personality. Helen instinctively understood that the only way to get past her inhibitions was to be domineering with her and she relished the roll. Amanda's touch on her thighs had her suppressing a moan of anticipation. She had to appear icily confident even if in reality she felt like she was about to cum. The hands removing her panties felt so uncertain, and her touch sent electric shocks of anticipation running through Helen's body as she imperiously lifted a leg... "Good girl," Helen whispered. "Oh do you like him?" She giggled seeing Amanda's eyes drawn to the Disney version of Tigger tattooed on her hip... "Yes..." Amanda breathed as she teased a finger over the tattoo. "Owww!" Helen said. "That feels so nice... He guards my pussy darling?" Amanda nodded on her knees looking up from between Helens legs. "Mmmm does Mandy want to kiss my pussy?" Helen said giggling lightly as Amanda nodded. Entwining her fingers in her hair and meeting no resistance Helen gently pulled Amanda's face to her pussy. The feeling as Amanda hesitantly kissed her made Helen gasp. "God you're fucking gorgeous!" With out a hesitation she yanked Amanda close and rocked back and forth across her nose and mouth. "Yessss!" she crooned all ready feeling the first of the many orgasms she intended to get building through her! "Do you love that darling?" Helen demanded. "Feeling my delicious cunt juice filling your mouth, my scent in your nose?" Grasping Amanda's hair she pulling her face back enough to hear her muffled voice gasping. "Yes," before pushing her back saying in a throaty tone. "Give me another one!" After two more mind boggling orgasms Helen was sated for now and again gently eased back off Amanda saying, "Wow, you suck cunt even better than Tracy, and she's an oral expert!" Amanda blushed and went red she was looking straight at Helen's swollen and moist pussy lips. Letting out a light giggle of glee Helen pulled her up onto the sun bed and gave her a kiss before saying, "I think you've just became my holiday girlfriend Mandy?" "Girlfriend?" Amanda said in a dreamy voice as she felt pussy juice drying on her lips. "Yes honey, girlfriend." Helen laughed tipping Amanda's head up to look her in the eyes. She tapped the engagement ring on Amanda left hand and said, "Why on earth are you wearing that?" Speechless Amanda looked at her before saying, "Why?" when she the humour in Helen's eyes. "It belongs on your girlie's finger, not yours she's said yes to you... You did the asking, did you not?" "Erm yes," Amanda said. "So are you going to be my girlfriend Mandy?" Helen asked teasing the Amanda breasts and nipples. "Oh my god, yes Helen," Amanda said shivering at her touch. "But what about?" "Jill?" Helen said. "She is your girl, and her views are of no consequence when it comes to her mistress's pleasure, and anyway she'll be kept busy enough." She giggled naughtily and said, "I told Tracy that if we hit it off, then it was fair that she should have Jill as her girlfriend." "You did?" Amanda shivered as Helen's hand drifted to the front of her bikini and started to tease her through the Lycra material. "Yes." Helen shrugged quickening the pace of her probing fingertips. "I want you honey, and Jill is just in the way, and I hope you aren't at attached to her virginity because Tracy only has another 12 hours to consummate the pairing left this week?" "Oh... Erm," Amanda shivered arching her back a little as Helen's fingers taunted her. "However if you're going to be my girlfriend I really must insist that you lose that ring of shame?" Helen demanded. "And I'll expect you to make sure it is on Jill hand when she serves you?" "If you want?" "I don't want honey." Helen said with a loving giggle. "I insist! And if things work out between us like I hope, then we can see about insuring that Jill is trained into the perfect girlfriend for Tracy..." "But his job?" Amanda babbled. "We cannot afford?" "I can employ 'her' in the estate agents if need be." Helen grinned. "I need another hot bitch to serve coffee and wait on reception?" "You would do that?" Amanda said and then went white. "For us?" "If we become as friendly as I think we could yes sure," Helen said dismissively. "I would be a ridiculous to let a job that Jill hates stand in the way of things?" "And...." Amanda looked at Helen and then nodded. "All right?" In Amanda's eyes Helen could see desire being replaced by shame about agreeing to what was being demanded of her. Needing to halt that she added in loving tone as she gave her a long open mouthed kiss. "Look Mandy are way to much of a woman to be wasted on a normal man..." Keeping the kiss going until she felt the tension in the much larger woman's body relax, Helen snickered with their lips only millimetres apart. "Did you like your first taste of cunt then my love?" "Y... Yes." Amanda found it hard to make herself speak as the enormity of what she had just agreed to, started to hit. "Was it what you expected?" Helen said reaching for her glass and pulling a face as she said, "Bloody typical, just when I need Tracy to play maid she is dolling up my girlfriends lover?" "Want me?" Amanda said needing a couple of minutes alone to sort out her feelings. "Would you?" Helen smiled, adding, "Jill's yowls ended a while ago, which means Tracy will have her in the bathroom by now?" He smile turned to an impish grin as she giggled. "And if you're quiet honey you might just catch sight of your t-girl getting properly introduced to Tracy." She winked and added, "I told Tracy to leave the door open?" As Helen had predicted when Amanda passed the open bathroom door she saw John on his knees in front of Tracy. Stifling her gasp of surprise Amanda could not believe her eyes Tracy had real tits! Hypnotised by the sight of boobs bouncing about on Tracy's chest as she rocked forward and back, Amanda was rooted to the spot and it was clear from Tracy's expression as she crooned, "Yes... That's it baby girl," that her John was sucking Tracy's cock! The sight of it sent her hand to her bare breast, and teasing a nipple Amanda could not help her wave of kinky delight watching her fianc?e sucking her girlfriend's transsexual lover. Catching sight of Amanda playing with her tits in the hallway Tracy grinned and waved her off mouthing. "He's not ready yet?" "Ready for what?" Amanda asked herself as she carried the refilled the glasses back into the sunlight. "What did you say Mandy?" Helen said, hearing her mumbling to herself. Amanda blushed and babbled, "Tracy's tit's are real!" "Didn't you know?" Helen smiled liking the expression on her lovers face. "Nooo..." Amanda said blushing as she held out Helen's glass. "But how?" "Thanks lover." Helen said taking the glass, adding with a smile. "I made Tracy start taking hormones when Rover went tits up, and a friendly Harley Street doctor did the rest with a pair of c-cup implants." She grinned and giggled. "I told her she was getting her teeth done and you should have seen her face when she came out of the anaesthetic?" "Wow!" Amanda giggled, wondering how John would react if he came round to find he had been equipped with a big pair hooters! "Jill would have a fit!" With a couple of probing questions to keep Amanda talking about her fianc?e Helen quickly built up an understanding about how his mind worked. More importantly the conversation gave her everything she would need to convince him to accept the proposal, if Tracy could not pull it off alone. "And did you see Jill?" Helen said reading the unvoiced question on the Amanda's face as she pulling her down beside her. "Yes." Amanda blushed. "And what was he doing?" She laughed. Amanda blushed brightened as she said, "It looked like he was sucking Tracy's cock Helen..." "It's a clitty, sweetheart." Helen laughed. "And tranny girls like ours do not have cocks. Only men have cocks?" She waved at the house. "They are not men honey they are t-girls." With an impish grin she added, "Your Jill ceased to be real man the moment Tracy made her a 'cocksucker!" "Oh and that means?" Amanda said startled by Helen's comment about John not being a man... "Well for one it means they are submissive to us and personally I find chastity and a butt plug is the best way to induce the correct level of relations?" "Chastity?" Amanda gasped. "What do you mean?" Helen laughed at the amazement in Amanda's face. "I find keeping Tracy's clitty locked up six days out of seven works wonders for keeping her attentive to my needs. If you want I'll show you later, but for now honey?" She kissed Amanda gently on the lips and whispered. "Lie back, its time to show you why you're going to turn lesbian in the very near future.... And what you've been missing all these years." With a salacious giggle Helen added, "Oh and take off the rest of your bikini darling it will only get in the way?" She lifted a pair of scissors and said, "I'm going to give you a trim and then I'm going to make you scream?" "My god!" Helen giggled, taking a sniff of Amanda's thick bushy snatch. "You smell like you've been having fun?" With out any hesitation she jabbed a finger between her hairy pussy lips and said teasing Amanda's clit. "Feels like it to?" "Ohhhhhaaaa!" Amanda moaned. "Yeah... yeah!" "You're a lesbian at heart Mandy," Helen giggled. "And when I'm done, you'll understand why women like us need to turn our husbands and fianc?es transsexual." She slipped a second finger inside Amanda and diddled it around making her arch her back and moan all the louder. "Tell me what you want?" Helen whispered, slipping a third finger in making Amanda moan. "I want you... Fuck I want?" The extra digits filling her pussy catapulted Amanda into the throws of a mini orgasm and mixed in with her arousal and desire she felt ashamed and humiliated by the animalistic noises Helen got her to make. Like a virtuoso musician Helen played her like an instrument repeatedly taking her right to the brink and back again repeatedly as she scythed away the Amanda pubic hair. Chortling when she set the scissors down. "You need to cool down Mandy girl?" Helen produced a can of shaving foam "This will do?" She shook the can grinning and squirted a dollop of cream onto Amanda's now short trimmed pussy. "Now what shall I do with this?" She held up a razor and said in a voice dripping with anticipation. "I know... I can use it to make you smooth?" As she spoke Helen teased the razor through the foam. "Oh my, fuck!" Amanda groaned as the razor slid over her pussy. "Not yet honey." Helen giggled, taking her time as she removed her lover's pubic hair. "But soon." "Soon..." Amanda crooned arching her back ever so slightly as Helen teased the razor beside her pussy lips. Amanda could not believe that she was not freaking out? A part of her was telling her that this was wrong, that she was a well brought up and respectable girl, of the sort who did not act like some dykes slut! And yet as she lay there in the sun, she could hear herself almost begging the woman who had just fingered her senseless to shave her pussy! "Oh fuck!" Amanda jerked up right when Helen used a jug of ice water to clean off any remaining shaving foam. "Down!" Helen laughed forcing her back, before teasingly wiping down her now hairless snatch with a damp cloth. "Now we moisturise?" Reading Amanda's reaction to her well-practiced fingers moisturising her pubic mound Helen giggled. "You just loving this aren't you sweetheart?" "Helen... Oh fuck Helen?" Satisfied for now Helen let out a lust filled growl and dived between the girl's legs. "Oh my fucking god... Yesssss!" Amanda almost howled as Helen's lips and tongue went to work on her throbbing pussy. As Helen anticipated after all her teasing she did not have to spend long sucking Amanda off before she exploded into a mind blasting orgasm. Flailing around on Helen's face in the throws of a climax beyond anything she had ever experience Amanda knew there was no way that a five-minute Saturday night shag with the lights off would ever seem satisfying again. "What ever could be better than that?" Amanda muttered to herself as she floated in la-la land. "This?" Helen said making Amanda squirm and moan as she positioned her strap-on cock. "Oh fuck yeahhhh!" Amanda hissed feeling something large and cock shaped filling her... "And doses my girlfriend like her lovers strap on?" Helen gurgled slowly easing her 8inch dildo into Amanda with a tenderness that no man would ever match. Amanda answer was little more than an affirmative moan as Helen started to slowly fuck her with her dildo. "You really are loving this aren't you Mandy?" Helen panted, rolling over onto her back. "Yes!" Amanda screamed with pleasure as the dildo inside her forced her on top of Helen. "I just knew you were just begging for my fat cock inside you!" Helen gasped as she felt the part of the strap-on that resided inside her start doing its work as the couple found a rhythm. "You're going to help me aren't you, and the two of us are going to make a pretty little shemale girlfriend out of sweet Gillian for my Tracy?" "Yes!" Amanda howled bouncing up and down on Helen's dildo like a woman possessed. Moaning and grunting in unison the two women lost sight of everything except for the moment and each other. Shrieking, "I never knew?" Amanda was overwhelmed by sensation as every nerve in her body went white hot when she exploded into one finial monstrous climax, and then abruptly deflated. Like a mighty tree being felled she collapsed on top of Helen in a sated mush of desire that only got better as the source of her pleasure kissed her forcefully and giggled. "Was that what you needed honey?" "Yeah... Oh my yeah." Amanda panted feeling an irresistible sense of togetherness with Helen as she rolled off the strap on whispering. "That was better than anything I've ever felt..." Unable to deny her feelings she added in a tone dripping with in sated honesty. "Even sex with John?" "And what dose's that make you," Helen giggled. "If getting your cunt sucked and fucked by another woman's strap-on was better than getting shagged by your fianc?e's cock?" "A... A?" Amanda went white and then red. "A what?" Helen demanded pinching a nipple. "A lesbian?" Amanda gasped as the sudden pain sent another orgasmic aftershock running through her body. "Not yet!" Helen declared. "But you will be, because as I turn your man transsexual I'm going to turn you my sweet in to a predatory a lesbian... and then honey we will really sing!" "Sing..." Amanda whispered, as the memory of John on his knees before Tracy seared behind her eyes. Lay together in the warm after glow Amanda did not give a dam about any reservations John might feel as she affirmatively nodded along as Helen outlined how she thought today, and the future should go. The possibility that John would not agree, never entered her head, and neither did the enormity of allowing Helen to turn him into a submissive transsexual like her own husband. All she cared about in the warm sunshine was pleasing her new lover enough that she would make her feel like she did now over and over again. Letting out a little giggle of satisfaction Helen propped herself up on an elbow and looked at her lover. Tracing the line of her boobs she smiled kissing her erect nipple saying with a tease of her tongue. "We know my cock fits Mandy, now what about that dress? "Dress?" Amanda said uncomprehendingly unable to think of anything except the mind blowing after glow of her first experience of lesbian sex. "The one I tempted you up here with so I could have my wicked way with you?" Helen reminded her. "Mmmm!" Amanda said, unconsciously rolling towards Helen for a kiss as she felt her mind starting to come back together. "Stop it!" Helen giggled, kissing her back before slapping her arse and saying. "Enough of that for now." "Awwa!" Amanda said pouting. Enough!" Helen laughed rolling to her feet unconcerned about her nudity as she held out her hand. "Now come on?" She grinned. "We have to find you something impressive honey... and then I guess we better see how our girls are doing?" Leading Amanda through the French window Helen pushed open the bedroom door, asking. "What size are you?" "Sixteen," Amanda said with a gasp at the lavishly appointed room, and erotic artwork on the wall. "Wow this is like something from a magazine Helen?" "Tracy did it." She laughed winnowing through a wardrobe tossing skirts, minuscule tops and dresses on to the bed. "What about your tits?" "38D" Amanda giggled lifting a pair of black thigh boots. "Don't suppose these are eights are they?" "Fraid not lover." Helen pouted. "But they," she tapped a pair of black knee boots with seriously skyscraper heels, "are an eight?" She grinned. "As are the pair of strappy sandals." Grinning at the excitement on Amanda's face as she slipped her feet into the boots Helen added, "I've got a lovely dress here somewhere that should fit you and looks smashing with them?" Amanda felt a little like she was teetering on a cliff edge. What had started out as perfectly normal day on holiday had morphed into a sequence of shockingly kinky events and scarily instead of shame and self-disgust she felt a weird sense of liberation and freedom... Only the previous day she had hated displaying her body even to the man she loved and in less than two hours here she was brazenly walking round stark naked with a her pussy shaved in front of a woman she only met the night before... What on earth is happening to me? Amanda kept asking herself at her willingness to please Helen. "Jesus." Amanda giggled wobbled to her feet. "I feel 7 feet tall?" Giving Helen a sheepish grin via the mirror she added as she hesitantly turned to face the full-length wall mirror. "I don't usually wear heels?" "You just need practice love," Helen with a giggle half watching in the mirror as she found the dress she was looking for. "You look like a kiddie in a sweet shop babe?" Amanda grinned in return saying, "I feel a little like it! "Here." She tossed Amanda a shimmering black latex halter neck dress. "Oh wow!" Amanda exclaimed holding up the tiny dress before wobbling a little in the boots as she excitedly pulled it over her head. "So who's the wrong shape to get away with a tiny figure hugging dress then honey?" Helen giggled with a look of 'told you so' satisfaction. For a split second Amanda could not think of an answer. Then with a blush her usual no-nonsense pragmatic personality reasserted its self as she said laughed. "All right Helen no need to be a cow about it, you were right I was wrong okay?" "Cow? Me?" Helen grinned adding. "All right sometimes then?" Drinking in the fire she had lit inside the girl she said, "I think we can say that once Tracy's done her thing on your face that dress should be spectacular enough on you to outshine pretty little Jill?" "I'd better!" Amanda laughed, pulling off the first dress, and reaching for the red rubber one. Hearing Tracy in the bathroom, Helen drifted to the doorway and smiled when she saw Jill's backside vanishing into the 'maids' bedroom. From the way he was walking she did not have to see that Tracy was leading him by his cock, and that meant fairly soon she would be fucking him. Making sure Amanda was occupied trying on the clothes she had winnowed from her wardrobe Helen loitered by the door eavesdropping on the conversation a cross the hall until she heard John anxiously say. "I'm not really ready for that yet?" Giggling to Amanda Helen said, "Drink honey?" "Un hun." Amanda said struggling to get into the red dress that Helen had worn the night before. "Won't be long, sweet tits!" Helen giggled walking over the hall as John said fearfully "Sorry. I'm really sorry, but I'm really not ready for this?" Chapter 3 "Not ready for what Jill?" Helen aske