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Meteor Strike Author's Note: Inspired to write a story where the driving force was sex. I think it turned into something more. You be the judge. Enjoy! I stood on the porch of the cabin staring out into the surrounding woods. The driveway, which was little more than a trail, wove out to a blacktop road that saw only a car or two a day. I needed the solitude to make some decisions. It was a really crappy week. First I get a notice that the rent on my apartment is going up at the end of the month. Then my boss tells me I'm getting laid off because they've decided to outsource the application I support. Now I need to decide if I can afford to keep this place. There wasn't much severance pay but I figured I could get by for 6 months or so with what I had plus unemployment. My folks left me this place when they died. We use to come up here a lot during the summers and I have lots of great memories. It is all paid off except for the taxes that have to be paid, but it looks like I may be worrying about rent and food. "Well, Ben," I told myself, "it would be a real shame to lose this place." I decided to take a walk down to the lake which was just a five minute hike away. It was starting to get dark so I grabbed a flashlight and started weaving my way along the path through the trees. I emerged from the forest onto a small sandy beach, looked around and managed to find a few small flat stones. Sitting down on the sand just a few inches from the water I tossed them one at a time skipping them off the surface of the lake. Once I exhausted my supply of stones I sat and watched the moon rise over the trees on the opposite side of the lake. "I've got to find a way to save this place." I sighed and stood up. As I turned and started back toward the path, I suddenly heard a hissing sound getting louder by the second. I turned and saw a bright light streaking across the sky toward the lake. Before I could move it slammed into the water. I had just enough time to register what was happening when I was knocked backward to the ground by the shock wave; I was then soaked by the surging water that suddenly advanced across the beach and into the trees. As it receded, a mist flowed across the lake and enveloped me, steam from the heat of the meteor. I did see it was small, maybe the size of a tennis ball when it hit. I think I was lucky it hit the water; if it had hit the ground near me I most likely wouldn't have survived it. I laughed to myself, finally a lucky break this week. The fog started to dissipate so I flicked on my flashlight and made my way back to the cabin. Once inside I found I was extremely tired so I dropped onto the bed and went straight to sleep. * - * - * I woke the next morning feeling refreshed. I looked myself over in the mirror making sure my hair hadn't fallen out, or I had grown a third eye or changed color or anything that meteorite radiation does to people in the sci-fi movies. Nothing looked different to me so I went about closing up the cabin and then drove back to the city. On the way I saw a XXX Adult Toy shop and I decided to stop in. I thought it might be fun to pick up a DVD to watch tonight at home. I searched through a bunch of titles looking for something that might have enough of a story to go along with watching the all the sex. I finally found something that looked like it would hold my attention past the first good screw scene, paid for it and went home. I grabbed some food, threw the movie into the DVD player, stripped down to my boxers and pressed play on the remote. It opened right up with a chick sucking on a guy's cock. I watched as they traded positions several times and ended up with him pulling out and stroking himself to cum on her back. I finished eating and dropped my plate in the sink while two girls were eating each other out on the screen. The movie didn't have as much story as I hoped but the action had me excited and I was ready to take care of that. The next scene showed a guy with a huge cock banging away on this chick. I lowered my boxers and started stroking myself. I am not small by any means but the guy on the screen was massive. I closed my eyes and pictured myself with an 11" cock and big enough around that I could barely hold it. The picture in my brain was perfect and I concentrated on it while stroking faster, hearing the sound of the chick on the TV moaning helped. Suddenly my whole body was racked with pain, like every muscle suddenly cramped at the same time. I felt it for only a second though because I passed out. I don't know how long I was unconscious. When I opened my eyes the DVD had ended, I looked around for a second and then stood up. I felt a weight slap against my thigh and I looked down. There hung a huge penis from my crotch. I took it in my hand and I could feel it! It really was mine. I held it as I ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror. Tentatively I began stroking myself again, afraid of another occurrence of the pain and passing out. Afraid this might disappear if I did. I got hard and continued, bracing myself for whatever happened. And then it happened. I exploded shooting cum into the sink. I laughed at the excitement I was feeling. I looked at the clock; it was only 9:30. I could go to a club and see if I could pick up a girl for the night. I wanted to try this out for real. I quickly dressed and headed across town to a club I had heard about. I didn't want to run into any of the girls I knew before; some of them wouldn't believe the change that had happened. And I knew this would be a one-nighter. I walked into the place. It felt strange with the huge bulge in my pants. I hadn't figured out how to make it comfortable. I wondered if I would have problems picking up a girl because she might not believe the bulge was real. I stepped up to the bar and ordered a drink. There was a pretty woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties. She was in a short black skirt and white button blouse open to show the tops of her breasts. I saw her from the corner of my eye giving me the once over. She hesitated when she looked at my crotch then looked back up at my face again. I thanked and paid the bartender then turned and surveyed the sparse crowd pretending I hadn't noticed the girl sitting there. "You don't come in here very much," she spoke. "Nope," I answered and turned to look at her. "First time. I guess you must be a regular here then." "I come in pretty often, my roommate and I live close by," she saw me start looking out at the crowd again and hastily added, "She wasn't feeling like getting out again tonight so I thought I would come down and see if anything was happening." "I guess she isn't much of a partier?" I asked. "Oh, she loves a party, just needed a break tonight," she smiled. "What brings you here?" I saw that she kept glancing down at my crotch the whole time we talked so I decided to be upfront about it. "I was feeling a bit lonely and thought I would see if I could find some company for a while." I turned to face her a bit more. "That sounds like just what I was looking for," she turned her stool so that she face me and leaned forward just a little to give me a better view of her cleavage. "One thing though, we have to go to my place. I don't go home with men I just met." "You just invite them to your place?" I cocked an eye. "You know what, I don't care. Your place sounds great. By the way, my name's Ben." "I'm Wendy," she replied. "And I can take care of myself on my own turf." "Well, I hope I can take care of you." I knew it was a lame line but it garnered a smile from her. I followed her out of the club watching her fine ass in the tight skirt. We walked a block together to an apartment building and went up to the 4th floor where she let us into the unit. "It looks like Cassie has already gone to bed. I've got some whiskey in the kitchen, how about I make us a couple of drinks and we go to my bedroom?" I nodded that it sounded good to me and scanned the place. It was well furnished and clean. I could see pictures of people on the far wall but couldn't identify if Wendy was in any of them. Wendy handed me my drink and headed for a door. She flipped on a light switch as she went in and walked around the side of the bed placing her drink on a coaster on the nightstand. "Close the door," she whispered and pulled her blouse off revealing rest of her breasts held by a lacy black bra. She undid the zipper of her skirt and took it off as well. She had the smallest G-string panty that I had ever seen on a woman covering her shaved pussy. She laid her clothes on a chair showing me her ass looked every bit as good out of the skirt as in it. "Before I take anything else off," she folded her arms across her chest, "I want to see if that bulge is real. Get your clothes off." "You are direct," I grinned and pulled off my shirt. I watched her eyes as I dropped my pants to the floor. I hesitated just for a second with my thumbs hooked into the waistband of the shorts making her wait, then I slowly lowered them exposing my new monster cock an inch at a time. And with every inch her eyes seemed to get a little bit wider. "Oh my God!" she gaped. "I've never seen one that big before. I hope you don't mind taking your time because it is going to take a bit to get that inside me." "I've got all night," I grinned at her. "Now, get the rest of your clothes off." She immediately peeled off the bra and panty and then jumped onto the bed and came to me. She took my cock in one hand; I was already starting to get an erection, and she tried to wrap her hand around it. She seemed to debate what she wanted to do. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed and used both hands, content to look and feel it for the moment. She licked around the head and shaft, she got it into her mouth but it was so big she had trouble doing much more. I began to think I had imagined myself too big and wondered if I would be able to do it again to make changes. And I wondered how I could do it. She went back to licking all up and down the shaft and licking and sucking on my balls. As good as it all felt I wanted more. I pushed her back onto her back and dropped down between her thighs. I went to work licking and sucking on her clit while I slowly slid my fingers into her making sure she was good and wet. I think she had an orgasm while I was fingering her. I moved up her body kissing her along the way still massaging her pussy. I sucked on each of her luscious nipples trying to be sure she was as aroused as possible. At last I moved up enough that the head of my cock bumped her lips. "Slow," she whispered and raised her legs up high. I pressed a little harder and felt the head slide a little inside her. I pressed on watching her face. I wanted inside her, but I didn't want to hurt her. I pushed deeper and started working my way in and out. She was so incredibly tight. I was about halfway in and saw her mouth open like a big O. I waited a couple seconds and then pushed on again. I reached a point where she couldn't take any more of me, there was still a couple inches to go, so instead I just started stroking in and out, moving about 5 or 6 inches each way. "Oh, Oh," she moaned and started patting her hand on my shoulder. "Stop. Please. Oh, God." I stopped my movement. I wasn't close to cumming yet and I wanted to. "I'm sorry," she offered. "But I can't handle any more. It is starting to hurt too much." I frowned. This wasn't what I thought would happen. I thought women wanted big dicks. "Cassie!" she suddenly hollered. "What?" I looked at her confused. "What are you doing?" Before she could answer me her bedroom door swung open and a tall blond in a football jersey holding a baseball bat ready for business appeared. "Wait," Wendy told her. "I'm ok. I just need help with this guy. I've cum three times and I don't think he is close yet." I slowly stood up and my cock slid out of Wendy with a slurp and sprung up. Cassie's eyes went wide. She dropped the bat and pulled the jersey off in a moment. She had larger breasts than Wendy and they bounced as she came toward me. I saw a small patch of pubic hair above her pussy, a landing strip. Before I could say anything she had the head of my cock in her mouth and she seemed to know how to work her way around it despite the size. "Wow," I gasped. "I figure you already knew that it was going to taste like Wendy's pussy." She stopped long enough to say "It's ok, I've tasted it before." Wendy snickered, still lying across the bed, legs wide open. "You have got to fuck me with that," Cassie stated and crawled up to lie beside Wendy." I was happy to oblige. I had only seen things like this on the porno DVDs. This was sweet. I ran my fingers inside Cassie's pussy and she was already wet, so I moved right up and prepared to enter her. Again, I positioned myself and pressed to part Cassie's pussy lips. She didn't feel quite as tight as Wendy and I was able to slide in a little quicker. I glanced over at Wendy and saw she was watching me enter Cassie and gently stroking her own nipple. I looked back at Cassie and she had her eyes closed, biting her lower lip. I finally got all the way into her and was moving to match the rhythm she had set. I could hear the slapping of our crotches coming together with each thrust. Suddenly Cassie reached out and grabbed Wendy's tit. Wendy grinned and rolled toward us taking Cassie's nipple into her mouth. I decided to follow suit and began sucking on her other breast. I reached over and played with Wendy's free nipple. Finally I felt the surge coming. I plunged deep and held it depositing all my sperm inside her. Cassie cried out at the same time. Wendy broke off from sucking on the breast and moved up taking Cassie's face in her hands and kissing her on the mouth. After a few moments they stopped kissing and started laughing. "This is Ben," Wendy told Cassie. "Hi, Ben," Cassie looked at me. "Who's your friend in my pussy?" I laughed. "Nice meeting you Cassie. Gotta say, I've never been introduced to someone quite this way before." "I certainly didn't mind," Cassie answered. "And thanks for sharing." She kissed Wendy again. I pulled out of Cassie and lied down on the bed between them making them move apart. They each put their heads on my shoulders and played their fingers up and down my body, caressing my nipples, my cock, my balls. I was holding both their asses in my hands. "Are you staying the night?" Wendy asked. "I can't, I need to get home so I can be ready for work in the morning," I lied. "Well, we could set an early alarm so you have time to go in the morning," Cassie offered. "We can all sleep here in this bed together." "Thanks," I sat up. "but I live on the other side of town and I really need to go. Perhaps I'll see you again." "I certainly hope so," Wendy answered as Cassie cuddled back up to her. "I'm starting to leak," Cassie reached down to feel the cum sliding out. "I can take care of that," Wendy moved down between Cassie's legs and began licking and sucking her clean. "I'll let myself out," I finished dressing and headed for the door. * - * - * I got home and started trying to imagine myself with a smaller cock, maybe 9" and not as big around. I put the DVD on again, sat in the same place, tried to make everything the way it was the first time it worked but nothing happened. It appeared I was stuck like this. I went to sleep and didn't get up until early the next afternoon. I checked when I woke up and I still had the monster penis. I showered and dressed and went to grab a newspaper to start my job hunt. I sat and got depressed looking through the want ads. I knew of others in my position that had been looking for jobs for months. Some of them had relocated to other places just to work, but I didn't want to leave this city, and I didn't really want to go to where they had to go. There are other areas of the country I would prefer to live in if forced to leave here. I did this for three days. I thought about going back over to see Wendy and Cassie. I wondered what sort of things they could come up with. Thinking about it was getting me excited so I moved to the bed and proceeded to take care of myself. I lay there stroking the shaft with both hands, I closed my eyes and pictured Cassie lying there in front of me, legs spread wide waiting for me to impale her on my spear. Suddenly I was overcome with pain. Again I passed out for some unknown length of time. *-*-* I awoke and feeling slowly crept back into my body. But it felt strange, wrong. The weight was different, my chest was heavy. I reached down to see if I still had the cock but my hand found only air. I probed and felt pubic hair, a small strip. Below that I felt my body tingle as I pressed my finger through lips to the small mound they covered. I opened my eyes to look down but my view was blocked by two large mounds of flesh. "Oh my God!", I shrieked and was startled by how high my voice sounded to my ears. I leapt off the bed and almost fell over because my center of balance was not where it was supposed to be. I felt the tug in my shoulders as the large, heavy breasts bounced down in front of me. I stumbled to the bathroom mirror and saw Cassie's body reflected back at me. "Oh my God," I repeated. I looked closely and saw I was actually a bit bigger than Cassie. And when I looked at the face I saw it wasn't Cassie's, but a combination of Cassie and Wendy. The eyes were Cassie's, but the nose and lips were Wendy's. I looked at my ears and they looked like Wendy's too, they were pierced and I didn't see Cassie wearing earrings. Last, my hair was long and blond, like Cassie. Once the initial shock wore off I decided I really liked what I saw. If I were going to morph into a girl, this was certainly a great body to morph into. Also, it proved I could change again. It must have something to do with time, because the only thing the same as the previous time was me jerking off and that didn't help me when I tried to change before. So, it looked like I was going to be stuck as a girl for at least the next 3 days. I put on a pair of boxers, some sweat pants and a sweatshirt and hung out in the apartment for the rest of the day. * - * - * The next day I decided I wasn't going to waste the opportunity. I concocted a story in my head and went to the mall. I was still dressed in the same clothes. I went to the lingerie shop first. This was the first time I felt like I could go in there without feeling embarrassed. I belonged in here this time. "May I help you?" a girl with a quizzical look on her face approached me. "Of course you can," I answered. "I just came to town and the airline has lost my luggage. I should get it back in a day or two but in the meantime I have no clothes. A friend of mine lent me these things because he spilled wine all over the only clothes I had. So here I am. I need a couple bras and some panties please." "Oh, you poor thing," she patted my hand. "Let's get you taken care of. What size bra do you need first?" Size? I hadn't thought about that. I looked around and saw a sign that offered professional bra sizing, perfect. "You know what? As long as I have to do this why don't I let you fit me properly? I've never taken the time to do it and this will be a great opportunity." "That sounds like a wonderful idea," the girl grinned. "A poor fitting bra can cause all sorts of problems." We went to the back of the store and I pulled my sweatshirt off and watched as she measured below my boobs and across them. "Looks like you are a 36D," she smiled. "Let's find some for you to try on." I put the sweatshirt back on and went back into the store. I had such great fun looking and touching all the bras. I selected a couple that I found particularly attractive and went back and tried them on. I reveled at the feel of my new breasts in them and could hardly stop touching myself. I pulled the tags off one of them and pulled the sweatshirt over the top of it. "They fit great," I complimented the girl. "I decided to leave one on." I handed her the other bra and the tags from the one I was wearing. She went to put them by the register while I started hunting for panties. "Do you have a particular style of panty you like?" the girl returned. "I like different styles depending on my mood," I poked through a pile. "You know how it is." She smiled knowingly. I was trying to figure out how to get rid of her because I didn't need help now and there was no way I could tell her I didn't know what size I wore. After another moment she seemed to feel I was ignoring her and finally offered to come back if I needed more help. I grabbed a few pairs of panties of different sizes and went to the dressing room. I don't imagine people are typically allowed to try on panties, especially thongs which I didn't bring, but to me this was an emergency. I quickly tried them and decided size 5 was the best fit. I scampered back to the pile and after seeing I wasn't noticed I dropped them back in the pile. Now I was able to hunt around the shop with confidence. One thing I noticed though was that girl's underwear was a lot more expensive than guy's underwear. I picked up a lacy thong; it had an $8.99 price tag for just a tiny scrap of material. I had to admit I liked how they looked and felt a lot better. I guess it will be worth the price. After hunting a while I decided on 5 panties of different color and style. Be prepared, I figured. Different cuts for different clothes. No idea what sort of clothes I would find, probably some slacks, maybe women's jeans. I left the lingerie store and found the mall restrooms. I almost went into the Men's room out of habit but altered my course just in time. I went into a stall and pulled out a white satin thong. I put it on under the sweat pants, dropped the boxers into the bag and went back out to the mall. I picked a clothing store at random and went inside. Again there was a helpful girl and I told her I was just browsing. I was beginning to feel a bit like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. I was going to enter a store in shlumpy clothes and come out looking great, I hoped. I looked at slacks and blouses and took a few and tried them on. I finally worked out the sizes. I went back to the store and saw a rack of black skirts. Remembering how nice Wendy looked in her black skirt I figured it was worth a try. I sized up a couple skirts and went and tried them on. I was surprised that I actually liked the feel of it when I put it on. I went out and looked at myself in the mirror. I liked it. I went back and grabbed several other skirts and dresses and took them into the changing room. I tried them all on and was just out of my mind with the feel of them. I reined in my feelings long enough to remind myself that this little shopping trip was already going to cost me a couple weeks of being able to be without a job. But I was starting to enjoy this. If I can get a handle on the transformation thing, I might like to be a girl fairly often. I picked out a red and black dress I liked, it was short which showed off these marvelous long legs, and it hugged my body which was perfectly fine too. As I went to the register I realized I would have to find somewhere else to keep my wallet other than the pocket of my sweatshirt. I saw some pocketbooks and found a black one that looked like it would serve my purpose. After paying for everything I told the girl I was going back to the changing room because I wanted to wear the dress out of the store. I realized I had to do something now about my shoes. The flip flops I was walking around in wouldn't do with the dress. I left and went in search of a shoe store. Again I was faced with trying to decide on a shoe size. I managed to find a device to measure before anyone bothered me. Could be a 9, not small for a girl, but not too big. I found several shoes to try with various heel heights. I learned quickly that while the higher heels made my legs look better they were a lot tougher to walk in. I finally decided to go with a pair of sandals with a 3 inch heel. So, now I had a bag full of the clothes that I had walked into the mall wearing and a little bit of extra underwear. I decided I would need at least another outfit or two and headed for one of the big box stores at the end of the mall. As I entered another helpful girl offered to do a free makeover to demonstrate some line of make-up. I thought I was pretty enough that I didn't need make-up but decided to let her do her thing. It might be fun. I was discovering a lot of fun things I never thought I would enjoy as a girl. The girl scurried about me explaining all the things she was doing to my face, complimenting me on how pretty I was naturally but that I would really be pleased when I saw the result of her efforts. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," just kept rolling through my head as she worked. Finally she finished and turned me to the mirror. I was shocked. She did an amazing job adding just the right amount of color to my face, my eyes were dark, my lips a red that matched my dress. I told her I would take all the products she used and hoped I would be able to repeat the process. She rang it all up and I was shocked again. It is expensive being a girl. I might not be able to afford to live like this. I went further into the store and found a blue silky top that I thought came close to matching the color of my eyes, and a short black skirt that flowed nicely around my legs. I thought I liked the tight dress a lot, but the flowing skirt was incredible too. I took all my new treasures and returned home. I thought about what I was going to do next and decided to press my luck. I wondered what Cassie and Wendy would do if they saw my now but decided I looked too much like them to try that. I might freak them out too much. Another idea occurred to me. There was a swingers club that I always wanted to check out. They never let guys in unless they have a girl with them, or are with a couple. But they are always willing to let unattended girls in. I thought it might be fun to finally see if things I heard about were true. I changed into the blue top and black skirt. The sandals and purse still worked plus why waste this fabulous make-up job. I always loved the lesbian scenes on the DVD, and watching Wendy and Cassie the other night was hot. Maybe I can experience it as a girl. I went to the club and paid the cover, the first thing I found cheaper as a girl. There was already a good crowd but I noticed that it looked like I was a little underdressed. Every woman in there was wearing a dress but they were all wearing hose as well, something I hadn't considered buying. It always looked like a hassle watching girls put them on and I was afraid it was dull the sense of the skirt brushing against my legs. I took a seat at the bar where I could see the dance floor and ordered a drink. I watched the people on the dance floor and noticed a lot of skirts being raised during the dancing. Almost every girl I saw was wearing a thong and either thigh-high or garter with stockings. So, I was mostly dressed right, just missing the stockings. I heard a commotion as someone entered the bar. She was apparently quite popular with the crowd. I was surprised to see her unbutton the dress she was wearing and let it lay open showing a black lace corset underneath with garters for her stockings, and a sparkly black panty. She looked amazing. A woman walked up and kissed a man that was standing near the woman, then turned and kissed her. It was no chaste kiss either. I could feel myself getting warmer down between my legs. When the kiss finished I was further surprised to see her reach down and lower the cup to expose the woman's breast and immediately went to sucking on the nipple. The woman greeted a man who walked up with a smile and they shared a kiss. Following that he went to work suckling on her other breast. The woman continued talking to others around her while they sucked on her tits. I was mesmerized. At last they put her gently back in place and moved on. The woman saw me looking at her and came to the bar. "Hello, dear," she purred. "Who might you be?" "Terry," I stammered, glad I was able to come up with a name so quickly. Ben certainly wouldn't work. "Hello, Terry," her voice was like melting butter. "I'm Bee. You are new here. Are you with someone?" "No, I came in alone," I answered. "I wanted to see what the place was like. So far I like what I have seen. You said your name is Bee?" "Yes, it is really Belinda Rose, but I don't like either of those names so I just go by Bee. A pretty thing like you shouldn't be alone. So, what is your pleasure, darling? Boys, girls, exhibitionism, voyeurism? You'll find it all here." "I definitely like girls. And as hot and bothered as I am getting I might have to admit I am a bit of a voyeur," I cleared my throat and took a sip of my drink. She gazed into my eyes and the next thing I knew she was slipping her tongue gently into my mouth. I wasted no time in shock and kissed her back, then the next surprise. I felt her hand under my skirt sliding up my thigh. I uncrossed my legs and let her probe. I reached over and touched the rough texture of the thong she wore. "My goodness," she broke the kiss. "You aren't very shy for a first timer. I think we ought to make a visit to the ladies' room." She took my hand and led me into the bathroom. Once there she instructed me to sit on the edge of the counter. She raised my skirt, moved my thong to the side and went down on me. "Oh!" I blurt out as she started sucking on my clit. I nearly fell off the counter when my first orgasm as a woman hit me. My head felt like it was spinning and every nerve was tingling. "Easy dear," she stood back up and steadied me. When she was sure I wasn't going to fall she looked to the mirror and repaired her lipstick. "You are a tasty thing. Let's go back out and I'll introduce you to some folks." "OK," I stuttered a bit and slowly put the weight on my feet. My knees wobbled a bit but held me up. I reached under my skirt and adjusted the thong a bit then checked my look in the mirror. I looked at Bee reflected in the mirror. "I've never been to a club like this before. I'm a bit nervous about meeting so many people all at once. I thought maybe by the end of the night I might find someone who would be interested in me. I just didn't think it would happen this fast." "Oh, dear," she put her lipstick away. "You are going to have the pick of the place. Everyone loves new people but the way you look, you will have more problems getting them to leave you alone. Now come on, I'll introduce you to my husband first." "Was that the man who was kissing your breast when you came in," I asked innocently. "Oh no, that was just a friend of mine," she answered as she took my hand and led me out the door. The club had filled up more while we were gone. There were several people on the dance floor dancing and making out. One woman was dancing with another woman who was kissing her neck, she leaned her head back to give better access and ended up kissing a man who was dancing with a woman who was rubbing his cock through his pants. It was sensory overload for me. I didn't see any two men together, but they would stand together watching two women make out. Bee led me over to a very tall man, he had to be close to 6'4" and looked like someone who took care of himself, but not overly buffed out. "Howard," Bee began the introductions, "this is Terry, it's her first time among our group, or any group like this. Terry, my husband Howard." I hesitated not knowing how to handle the introduction. Howard smiled and reached his hand out which I accepted and shook it delicately. "Bee, we haven't even been here an hour," Howard chastised with a laugh. "Don't tell me you already took advantage of this beautiful girl." "Oh, Howard," Bee smirked. "You know how I can't resist a damsel in distress. And she was sitting at the bar just stewing in her own juices. I had to do something to help her out." Howard laughed. They turned out to be excellent hosts for me. They introduced me to several folks and I had a great time. I found that while there were a lot of bared asses during the evening from raised skirts the rule was no nudity or actual sex on site. Bee actually broke the rule by taking me to the bathroom but I saw that happened many times during the night. If things got out of hand on the dance floor the manager or someone would break it up. There were occasions I thought they might have to throw ice water on some couples. As the evening wound down Bee told me there was going to be an after- hours party at one of their friend's house. They had been informed that I was invited as several people wanted to get to know me better. I said I was a bit overloaded and while appreciated the invite I would just head home. "Listen," Bee whispered in my ear, "Howard and I are thinking of just going home tonight instead of the party. I would like it if you came home with us." "I don't know, Bee," I whispered back. "I've never been with a man and I don't know if I want to be." "Howard is a very gentle man," Bee returned, "but he will be content to watch us until I am ready to satisfy him if you like. It will be totally up to you. But I really would like to get you naked in my bed and see those beautiful boobs you've got. And I want to feel those wonderful lips on my pussy." I could feel myself blushing and decided to take her up on her offer. We bid everyone good night. A couple girls gave me hearty kisses telling me they wished I would come to the party. One man reached around and fondled my boobs while his wife was kissing me. It left me flustered for a moment and I quickly made my way toward the door. I followed Howard and Bee to their house. I was shocked when I arrived. I parked in the driveway outside a massive house; I just sat in the car looking at it trying to take it all in. Bee opened my door to let me out. "Yes," she admitted as she pulled me out of the car. "It is a dreadfully big place. Much too large for the two of us, but Howard made a killing during the internet startup and we had to have something to invest in or lose our money to taxes." We went into the house passing through a kitchen that looked large enough to prepare a banquet in. Bee led us through other rooms, and into a huge master bedroom. She went to a pair of doors and opened them to reveal a large walk-in closet that looked larger than my apartment. I was stunned. She took off the dress she had been partially wearing the whole night and hung it up. She then removed the G-string she wore and dropped it in the hamper. "What do you think, Terry?" she struck a pose, "Would you prefer me with or without the rest of the clothes?" "I think you look really sexy," I nodded, "you can leave it on if you like." While I had been staring at Bee and her closet I hadn't realized that Howard had stripped completely naked. I was always uncomfortable around other naked men and I still felt odd seeing him. He did still look good naked. His cock hung limp but looked to be a decent size, nothing like the monster cock I had just a couple days ago. I felt oddly comforted by that. "Let's get you out of those clothes now," Bee advanced on me from the closet. I smiled at her and pulled my blouse and skirt off. As I undid my bra she pulled the soft cups of her corset down exposing her breasts and played with her nipples while I stripped off the thong. She advanced on me and our breasts crushed together as we kissed. I loved the feeling as I felt the material she still had on against my stomach and ran my hand down her back to grab her bare ass. We moved in concert to the side of the king sized bed and broke the kiss to climb on to it. She crawled on and I followed. When she turned onto her back she found me coming up between her legs. I buried my face in her pussy and did my best to satisfy her. "Oh, my dear," she purred, "you have a wonderfully talented tongue. Oh, please, turn around here so I can taste you too." I swapped around on the bed and we went to a 69 on our sides, resting our heads on each other's thighs as we pleasured one another. I ran my hand feeling the silk stocking that encased her legs. I felt her fingers enter my pussy and gasped. I opened my eyes and saw Howard watching the two of us, his cock now hard as he stroked it. I don't know why but I suddenly wanted to feel it inside me. I renewed my efforts at pleasing Bee trying to figure out what to do since I didn't have any kind of cock to try and satisfy her with. I did want to her completely satisfied before asking for my favor. I know I came once before I she did but eventually I felt her quiver as an orgasm shook her. We rolled onto our backs; I was still lightly caressing her legs. At last I gathered the strength to reverse my position and after kissing each of her breasts I asked my favor. "Would it be okay if Howard fucked me?" I whispered. "I don't want to suck him but I suddenly want to feel him in me." Bee smiled. "I understand dear. He does have a nice cock. Howard, you haven't worn yourself out, have you darling?" "No, dear," Howard answered. "I have been waiting for you." "Well, I have a surprise for you," Bee purred. "Terry wants you, no oral though for her." Howard grinned and stood up, his erect cock bouncing a bit as he approached the bed. I began to wonder if I was still interested in doing it. He came up between my thighs, I nervously looked at Bee beside me and she flashed me a smile. I felt Howard's lips close down on my left nipple. He flicked his tongue across and sucked on it. He probed my pussy with his hand, his fingers thicker and rougher than Bee's had been. I closed my eyes and waited while I enjoyed the feelings. He moved up and kissed my lips briefly and I tensed. He moved to kiss my neck and I felt a different pressure starting to spread my pussy lips apart. He worked into me slowly, a little further each time. I found myself raising my knees up trying to take him as deep as possible. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and his rhythm picked up. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass. I heard a moaning and realized it was me. He grabbed my breast with one hand while continuing to pound away, his grunts joined my moans. I wanted to open my eyes and see what Bee was doing but they refused to open. I climaxed and squealed as I squeezed him tighter. A moment later I felt his seed flooding me inside and he collapsed on top of me. Oh my God, what a feeling, I even liked feeling his weight on top of me. I relaxed and slowly lowered my legs back down to the bed. I gently stroked his back. I could feel he was smaller inside me but still there. He leaned his head back and looked at me. I gently kissed him on the mouth, suddenly not thinking of him as a man but as a lover. "Has anyone got anything left for me?" Bee asked. She was still lying beside us. "I'm just teasing," she reached out and stroked away some hair that had fallen in my face. "I think I'll just take first pick in the morning. Let's get into bed." "Oh, I don't know," I started and gave Howard a little push. "I think I probably ought to head home." Howard slowly backed up and I felt him slide out of me. It left me with a vacant feeling, then I felt his cum dripping down the crack of my ass. Howard went to the bathroom and came back with two warm cloths. I washed myself off and wiped at the spot on the bed. I didn't want someone to have to sleep in a wet spot. "You can go if you need to," Bee assured me. "But we would both like you to stay. We know your body; we would like to know the girl. We can have a nice chat over breakfast. If clothes are a worry, I have something you can borrow. You are a bit bigger than I am but I have a nice pair of slacks that might fit and a sweater that is a little too big on me." "That's really nice of you," I answered as Howard returned and climbed onto the bed behind Bee. "Do you think you might have a dress I could wear though? I really prefer them over slacks." "Of course, dear," she smiled and laid her hand on the side of my face. "Anything you like." We got off the bed and pulled the covers back. Bee chose to sleep in the middle. We all cuddled together and I thought about all the changes I was going through and where I wanted to end up. I was confused and happy and panicked all at the same time. I needed simplicity and I was getting complex. Eventually I fell asleep. * - * - * I woke the next morning to the bed moving ever so slightly. I rolled back toward the center to find Bee riding Howard's cock. "Oh, dear," she gasped when she saw me. "I didn't mean to wake you, but I just had to get some Howard this morning." "Good morning," Howard added and reached over and lightly pinched one of my nipples. "It's ok, I don't mind waking up to this," I whispered. "Good," Bee continued her rocking, "because if you don't mind I have a breast that is just begging to be sucked on." I moved closer and obliged her. Being in position Howard took advantage and moved my breast to his mouth. Bee reached down and started fingering my twat. Despite their head start I think I climaxed first, followed closely behind by Bee and Howard. I asked if I could take a shower and Bee led me in giving me a towel and a new toothbrush. After I finished in the shower I came out to find my bra and thong atop a red knit dress. I put it all on and liked the look. The dress was short like I like them and clung to me showing off the curves I had. I retraced my steps from the night before and found the kitchen where Howard and Bee were waiting, each wearing a robe. "Oh, that dress fits you perfectly, dear," Bee praised me. "You must keep it. I never wear it anymore and I think you will get much more use of it." "Thank you," I took a seat at the table. "I'm afraid we aren't much for breakfast around here," Howard apologized. "But there is some juice in the fridge, or coffee, and maybe we could make some toast." "Thanks," I answered, "if you tell me where the glasses are I can get myself some juice." He pointed to a cabinet and I went and got my drink then rejoined them at the table. "Tell me something dear," Bee started. "You said you hadn't been with a man before but then decided to let Howard do you. Were you afraid to tell me you wanted to have sex with him at the club? It certainly seemed a little strange the way it all came about." "No," I told them, "Howard really is the first man to ever have sex with me. I just suddenly wondered what it would feel like to have a man in me like that. I swear that is the truth." Bee just looked at me for several minutes. "I believe you," she finally informed me, "but there is something else going on here." We sat in silence for several minutes. I contemplated just making a run for it. Giving an excuse and leaving never seeing them again. But something kept me from leaving. These people were so nice, beyond the sexual antics. They seemed to really care. "Up until two days ago, I was a man," I confessed to them. "Oh, really," Bee shook her head. "Dear, if you are going to concoct some crazy story you need to at least make it believable. No plastic surgeon can change a man into a woman that well in a year, let alone two days. If you want to leave, then just go. I thought you might really turn into someone who would be a real friend instead of another fuck buddy." "No, please," I begged, "let me explain." I told them all about the meteorite at the lake and how I had given myself the monster cock and that I thought it was over but fantasizing about Wendy and Cassie ended up turning me into this body. "I haven't figured it all out yet except that it apparently takes several days to recharge so I can change again. This time I did my whole body so it might take longer, or maybe it will take another day. I don't know." "That is one hell of a story," Bee laughed. "I do give you credit for originality. "It's true, I swear!" A tear rolled down my cheek. Bee and Howard looked at each other for a minute. "So, if you were to stay here until tomorrow, you might be able to change again?" Bee pressed. "Could you turn back into the man you say you really are?" "I think so," I wiped the tear away. "I think if I concentrate on what I used to look like I should change back." "I would like to see that," Bee challenged. I nodded weakly. I didn't know what I wanted to do, but being the same old me wasn't what I planned. "Fine, but I can't leave here in a dress if I am male again. I need to go home, get some clean clothes. You can come with me if you like." "Let me go take a shower," Bee said. "Then I think I will take that ride with you. You don't mind, do you dear?" "Not at all," Howard answered. He looked at me with no accusation in his eyes, but a little smile instead. "I am interested in how this all plays out." I waited in the kitchen, Howard and I didn't talk any more. Bee finally came back dressed for an afternoon of being out and about it seemed. She wore a tight black skirt and yellow silk blouse. She certainly knew how to dress to garner attention. She kissed Howard and promised to be back later. We walked out the door and went to my car. We talked as I drove to my place. She wanted to know more about how I came to act the way I did as a woman. Wanted to know if I wore dresses before, had fantasies of being with men. I assured her that everything I had told her before was true. I liked fucking women, I hadn't planned on buying a dress until I tried one on. I also confessed that I didn't know what I was going to do once I was male again. She laughed at that, I still don't think she believed me. Hell, I wouldn't believe me if I hadn't gone through it. We walked into my place and I went straight to my room to gather clothes. She came in and saw my one other dress hanging in the closet amongst all the jeans, slacks, and male shirts. I opened the drawer to my one other bra and meager pile of panties shoved into a corner while all the boxers occupied the rest of the space. I stripped off my clothes and put on a clean bra and panty then slipped the dress back over my head again. "You don't mind if I continue to wear this do you?" I asked Bee. "I figure I'll bring my other dress for tomorrow until I can make the change happen. It might take longer though, I don't know." "No, dear," Bee spoke, I could see doubt creeping into her expression in that she might actually start to believe me. "I was serious, the dress is yours. And it looks like you could use it." "Well, when I went shopping," I explained, "I didn't want to get too many clothes. I figured I would be changing back as soon as I could. I don't have money to throw away these days." I gathered my dress and some more clean panties, as well as a change of my guy clothes and threw them in a bag. We left the apartment and went back to the car. "Terry," Bee laid a hand on my arm to stop me from starting it. "What is your real name?" "Ben," I confessed. "I pulled Terry out of the air when asked the first time. I figured male or female it would work for me and I could maybe change it later officially." "OK, I'll keep calling you Terry then. Let's go back to my house." * - * - * We avoided talking about the impending change for the rest of the day. We talked about me losing my job, Howard working more as a venture capitalist these days though he was almost retired at an early age of 31. Bee was a socialite of the nth degree. She kept her swinging crowd separate from the social high society but enjoyed both with the same zeal. We slept together that night but I was in no mood for any sexual escapades. I did watch Bee give Howard a blow job before nodding off and thought about how nice it would be to have a cock she could suck on and that I could fuck her with, though I would miss the feeling of my breasts and pussy. Damn, I was so confused. The next morning I lay naked on the bed, with Howard and Bee standing nearby. I closed my eyes and concentrated on a memory of looking at myself naked in the mirror. I held the image in my mind and focused on it but nothing happened. I did feel a slight tingle, but knew I wasn't going to be able to do the change yet. "It's not going to work right now," I explained as I rolled off the bed. I put on panties and the dress I brought from home opting to go braless. "It was early in the evening last time I did it. Perhaps after dinner tonight." The skepticism had crept back into Bee's face but I continued to act like this was normal and didn't indicate that I had any doubts. We puttered around the rest of the day and finally came back to the bedroom where I stripped down and lay naked on the bed once again. "Do you have to be naked to make it work?" Bee asked. "I don't know," I admitted. "I was the other times. Plus my chest and waist is larger than they are now. I'm guessing it reorganizes my mass into areas so that since I have these big boobs it moved from other parts of my body. I doubt I could transform myself into a little boy or girl for instance, because there is too much of me that would be left over. This body is a version of Cassie but really is bigger by a couple inches than the original." "OK," Bee said, "that sounds plausible. Do your thing." I closed my eyes again as focused on the image I had tried earlier. I was starting to wonder if it was going to work when the sudden searing pain engulfed my body. "Oh my word," was the last thing I heard Bee say before I passed out. * - * - * When I woke I saw Howard and Bee sitting on the side of the bed, looking very worried. "Are you alright," Howard asked when he saw my eyes open. Bee reached over and took my hand. "Yeah," I slurred trying to get my senses all in line again. "Hurts like hell for a minute and then I pass out. How long was I out? I've never thought to time it." "You were out for almost an hour," Bee told me. "First it looked like you turned into liquid. Everything just seemed to melt into what looked like a mannequin with no features, then slowly things started forming. After about 20 minutes it seemed like everything was done changing, we started worrying that you weren't coming back. But we could feel a pulse and you were breathing so we just waited." "I wish I could have told you what to expect, warn you, but I had no idea what goes on once it starts. Nice to know now." I sat up and checked my crotch and was happy to see I had my normal prick back. I got up off the bed and went to get dressed. It seemed odd even after just a couple days as a woman, to be putting on boxer shorts, pants and a t-shirt. "So, I guess there aren't any doubts left?" I asked. "I am so sorry," Bee started. "but you need to understand that there is no way we could believe that story." "Oh, I understand completely," I assured her. "I was thinking that I hardly believed it myself. So, Howard, what do you think? Can you believe you fucked me just a couple days ago?" "It is amazing," Howard was still looking at me like he couldn't believe what he had seen. "So, now that you know I wasn't trying to put something over on you, I guess I'll go home." "Wait," Bee pleaded. "Please don't leave. Howard and I talked while you were passed out. We really like you and want you to stay." "I know I am a bit of a freak to you now," I was feeling a bit angry and I wasn't sure why. "I don't want to be someone's plaything changing every few days to satisfy whatever sexual whims you might be feeling." I was throwing all the girl clothes I had into the bag. I wanted to keep them handy in case I chose to change back to female again. And I felt like I probably would. "No," Bee tried to convince me, "it really isn't like that. You could have left and not told us about this at all. While we waited for this moment we enjoyed talking about everything. We would like to help you become exactly what you want to be." "What strings?" I asked. They had no reason to do this so as nice as they are they probably still wanted something. "None," Bee stated. "There are bedrooms upstairs, you can have your pick if you want a room of your own. You can be male or female. If you want to change every three days or do only one more change and never change again, totally up to you." "Well, I have three days to think about it no matter what I decide. Can't do anything before that. I am going to go home and think about it all," I picked up the bag of clothes and started to leave. "I promise I'll come back before I change again and tell you what I've decided." I left before they had a chance to answer me. * - * - * I hung out at the apartment for the next several days. I was confused and depressed. The answer seemed simple enough, I could be whoever I wanted to be for a few days, weeks, months, or forever. I didn't need to make a final choice. Then again, what if whatever happened to me wore off and I got stuck in whatever body I chose last. I had to be sure just in case. I spent one day wearing the knit dress Bee gave me with a pair of panties that still fit my slightly large body. It didn't look as good on me but I still enjoyed the feel of it. I tried masking the bulge at my crotch but even when I got hidden it wasn't as comfortable as when I was a woman. What should I do? I also spent the days thinking about Bee and Howard. They were tremendous people, and friendly beyond just their sexual adventures. I truly liked both of them. I had promised to return before changing again, if I chose to change again. I looked in the mirror. This is me. This is who I was born to be. Shouldn't I be happy being me? But I also had an opportunity that nobody else had. I truly couldn't decide what I wanted to do. As soon as I thought I knew, I changed my mind. Finally I reached one decision: I was going back to see Bee and Howard. * - * - * I knocked on the door six days after I had left this house. Bee opened the door and immediately threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. "I am so happy to see you! Come in, come in! We were afraid you had decided not to come back. I thought about going to your place and check on you but I didn't want to disturb you. Are you ok? Have you reached a decision on if you'll come to stay with us? I'm sorry, I haven't let you get a word in but I have been so concerned about you." Again she hugged me tightly before letting me sit on the couch. She sat beside me taking my hand in hers. "First, where is Howard? I think I would like to talk to both of you at the same time." "Oh, he had a meeting with some folks looking for money for some project," she explained. "He should be back in a couple hours. We can wait to talk until he gets back." I nodded, "I'll tell you now that I still haven't totally reached all the decisions that I want to make. One thing I want to discuss with both of you first is me staying here. I told you about losing my job, and this would make it easier on me. But that isn't the real reason I want to stay here. It's confusing, but I think I have fallen in love with you." She smiled a bit. "With both of you." I blushed and she smiled even bigger. "Oh, Terry," she gripped my hand tighter. "That is truly wonderful. Howard will be very happy to hear that, and I am thrilled. It doesn't matter who you choose to be physically, as long as you remain who you are in your heart." It was my turn to initiate the hug. While I was holding her I whispered, "Could we go to bed? I'd like to make love to you as a man." "Of course, my dear," she leaned back and patted my leg. "Come with me." We walked off to the bedroom with our arms around each other's waists. When we reached the bed we stripped off our clothes and met in the middle of the bed. I was every bit as attentive to licking and sucking on her clit and fingering her pussy, and she was just as talented sucking my cock as she had been at eating my pussy. We wrestled around on the bed for nearly an hour before I slid my cock into her soaked box. I thrilled at the feeling as I drove deep inside, her hips raised to take every bit I could, my balls slapping against her until I started cumming. We lay there with me on top of her for several minutes, she gently caressing me running her fingernails all over, giving me little chills. The emotion I was feeling was so high that tears were dripping from my eyes. At last I moved slowly off to lay beside her on the bed. She looked at me and reached up wiping away a tear from my face. "Are you okay?" I nodded. "I'm so happy to be here," my voice broke as I tried to whisper. "So am I," Bee kissed me gently on the lips. We lay there for several minutes just holding each other when Howard suddenly entered the room. "Ah, I thought you two might be in here," Howard spoke as he removed his jacket and tie hanging them in his closet. "I saw Terry's car in the drive. So, does this mean you've come to a decision, Terry?" "Come lay down here with us," Bee told him before I could respond. Howard kicked off his shoes and climbed on to the bed on the other side of Bee. He kissed her and smiled at me. "So, what's going on." "Well, Terry has told me a few things but wanted to talk about most of it while we were all together," Bee explained. "First, I want you to both know that I love you very much," I started. "I would like to come and stay with you but I haven't decided what I am going to do about who I want to be. I'm still real confused about it." I went on to explain my fears about getting stuck in something I decided I didn't like and enjoying being male and female, but I felt like I was leaning to wanting to be more female. We lay like that on the bed for an hour while I talked. "OK, I think the first thing we need to do is plan on you getting your name changed legally to Terry, if that is what you want for a name. Now that you have time to think about it you can choose anything," Bee started. I nodded, Terry was an easy decision plus I felt it was who they knew me as and it felt right. "Second, we need to get you cleared out of your apartment and moved in here. We'll go check out the other bedrooms in a little while but you should have an area all your own, we aren't going to sleep together every night. Even Howard and I need breaks from one another," she kissed Howard. "Then we will talk more about the choice you want to make about yourself. And whatever you decide, I'm sure we will both love you just the same as we do now." "Absolutely," Howard chimed in. "Although, I said first we need to get your name changed," Bee grinned. "I think first we need to celebrate. Howard, get those clothes off." Howard quickly stripped off his clothes and climbed back onto the bed. Beth gave him a lusty kiss and I kissed her breast. I looked over at Howard and took his prick in my hand. He broke off the kiss, looked at me and smiled. I moved down the bed and leaning across Bee's legs I tentatively took his cock in my mouth. After a moment I lost any inhibition I had and felt him harden in my mouth. Bee tried to move so I stopped long enough to let her get her legs out from under me. I slipped his cock back into my mouth and worked the tip with my tongue. Suddenly I became aware of a mouth on my cock and looked to see Bee working her magic. Glancing up I saw Howard had his face buried in her pussy. I don't know if there is a number for what we were doing but it worked for me. We traded positions several times and finished with Bee climbing on top of me and once she had me deep inside her, Howard climbed on and entered her ass. I could feel his cock stroking inside her against me. We all finished in a climax and collapsed beside each other on the bed. We napped for about an hour when I woke and heard the shower running. Looking over I saw Howard still snoozing. I went to the bathroom and got into the shower with Bee. She was just finishing washing her hair. I waited while she finished and then she helped get me all soaped up before stepping out to dry off. As I washed up I wondered just how long we could keep up this sexual pace. Surely it would slow down one day. But for now I was going to live it up and enjoy every minute. I was about to turn off the water when Howard stepped in. He held the door open for me to leave, but kissed me as I passed. It was odd how I didn't think about him being a guy any longer. I felt a tingle from the happiness I felt. I dried off and got dressed and went looking for Bee to see what she was up to. I found her in the living room. "Why don't we take a look at the bedrooms while Howard is finishing up?" she took me by the hand and led me upstairs. I looked at the 4 bedrooms upstairs. Each of them was huge, maybe not as large as the master, but more than enough room for me. I finally selected one that offered a large walk-in closet and a view of the backyard. "Excellent choice," Bee praised me. "We'll decide on how to decorate it later after you make the other decisions." We went back downstairs where Howard was waiting. He had put on another suit. "Do you have another meeting?" I asked. "Not at all," he stated, "I've decided we should celebrate the beginning of our new arrangement by going out to dinner. I called and reserved a table for us but you will both have to change. Bee clapped her hands and disappeared without a word. "I'm afraid I don't have anything nice enough to wear to a fancy restaurant," I admitted. "I thought not," Howard allowed. "And my stuff will be too large for you, so we are going to make a stop on the way and I am going to buy you a decent suit." Bee returned wearing a sparkly black dress, short but tasteful, the front was high just an inch or so below her neck. A thin gold necklace with a diamond pendant hung atop the dress with matching earrings dangling from her ears. "Shall we go?" Howard held his hand toward the door leading us out. When Bee turned to walk out I was shocked. As conservative as the dress looked from the front, it was anything but in the back. There was nothing to it, her back was bare to just above the crack of her ass. I looked at Howard with a raised eyebrow. He nodded and smiled. We followed her out the door. We stopped by a Men's clothing store and Howard helped me select a suit to wear. He paid extra to have them tailor the pants right then while we waited. While they were doing that we went about selecting a shirt, socks, tie and shoes. Finally, I was all dressed and we went on to the restaurant. Bee took us each by the arm and we walked to the door. Every eye in the place was on us as we were escorted to our table. It was tucked away in a corner where we could talk without fear of being overheard. "Good evening, Mr. Bransard, Mrs. Bransard, sir," the waiter nodded to each of us. "Can I interest you in a wonderful Cabernet Sauvignon we recently got in? I think you will find it to your liking." "Thank you, Jason," Howard answered. "That sounds wonderful." The waiter immediately hurried away. Another person came over and filled the water glasses and disappeared. I glanced over the menu. Everything on it was beyond what I would spend on meals for a week! But I decided not to worry about it, Howard had just dropped more than $700 for a suit just for me to come to this dinner. And he didn't even bother to ask how much the wine was. The waiter returned with the wine and Howard tasted it and nodded his approval. We each ordered our meals, Howard and I choosing steaks, Bee went with a fish dish. We ate some bread while waiting for the salads to arrive. I looked around and decided we were secluded enough to talk. "Can I ask you something?" I looked at them. "Of course, dear," Bee smiled while buttering a pi