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Chapter Twenty Three The alarm sounded but I had been lying in bed, wide awake for about one hour already. The big day was here, Jenna Meyers was making her appearance at the office. I finally rolled out of bed, trying not to disturb Theresa. I slipped in the bathroom and started my preparations, showering, shaving legs and armpits, putting on bikini briefs and white demi bra, pulling on my new slacks, fastening a nice belt, doing my makeup, putting on a white camisole, and then brushing out the wig. I loved the look of the red curls and hadn't even given the curly red wig much of a chance. I put on some Mary Janes with 2 inch heels, pulled on the flamingo blazer and spritzed a little perfume on. Theresa and Alexi were waiting when I exited the bathroom. They sized me up and down, primping me here and there as they saw fit, and produced several of Theresa's necklaces for trial. They put them on me thankfully as I would have struggled with the tiny clasps, finally settling on one with an 18 inch chain with a pendant which dropped down tantalizingly nearly to my cleavage. They decided on a tiny gold watch for my right wrist, and a few thin bangles for my left. Theresa found a couple of rings which were for her middle finger, which fit my ring finger or pinkie. I put them on and displayed my hands for them. They were finally done with assembling The Bride of Frankenstein and approved. My confidence growing, I looked like any other female office worker and felt better about the day ahead. They both kissed my cheeks and we went downstairs for breakfast. Flowers awaited my at the table and a framed picture of us from back at the downtown pizzeria. My memory had blanked on that after a little too much wine. "A picture of the family for your desk", Theresa explained. I had changed since the picture, and now had the wig, but I think they thought of everything. We ate breakfast, chatting and them still trying to keep me relaxed. Alexi beamed at me, still deeply connected to her new Mom. I got up and started packing my laptop, when they produced another surprise, a large box. Opening it, it was a pretty bright red leather bag for my computer and other things. They transferred my purse's contents into it and lifted it onto my shoulder. They shuttled me over to the mirror. I looked like a smart business woman and I thanked them profusely. We hugged and off to work I went. I checked myself in the mirror often, this was right, Jenna Meyers had arrived. I pulled in the parking lot at 7:50, a little early for my normal workday. I noticed the lot was already full at this early hour. I checked the mirror again, my makeup was perfect, I teased my hair and automatically swung my legs out, rising in a ladylike fashion, even without the skirt. I shut the door, took a deep breath, and walked to the office door, bag in hand. Opening the door, I nearly jumped out of my shoes, "SURPRISE!" Everyone jumped out from behind the reception desk with Larry in the lead. They presented me with a gorgeous floral arrangement and chocolates, someone had read my feminine mind. I gushed, "Oh thank-you soooo much!" My eyes grew misty again, all the support was there for me. I couldn't ask for a better group. Everyone wanted to know how I was and if there was anything they could do to help me. I noticed most people checking me out, looking closely for signs of Jim or to make sure that this was Jim. I dropped a few things on the doubters that only Jim would know, some got the confirmation they needed, others I guess were still in doubt about it and opened their eyes with surprise. Theresa and Alexi drove up and followed me in, they were in the surprise and brought cake and coffee for everyone. We socialized for some time, catching up on personal life but slowly turned the conversation to business. We girls started cleaning up, I didn't even notice that I was helping out when I normally would have been talking business. I cleared my throat and Larry jumped in. "Hell I guess I never even thought about this before. Ladies, thanks for starting to clean up, the guys will take it from here." I guess it was a new day for everyone. I had to pee and headed to the ladies room with a few others. I entered and got an enthusiastic, "Welcome to the club!". We continued chatting while everyone went about their business and then checked their hair, makeup and clothes in the mirror. It was like it had never been any other way, I was one of the office girls. I settled in at my desk and put up my new family picture next to the others. I noticed another family picture from a few years back, there was Jim. He was a significant part of my life so I left it there for now. Theresa and Alexi delivered the flowers and chocolates from the party and kissed me on the cheek. "Bye honey, we'll see you tonight!" "Have a great day, Mom, love ya!" I told them to drive safe and settled into my work. We had a 9:00 meeting to discuss the new initiative and I knew it would be a busy day. The day went well and we had much to do before the board meeting. The girls and I went out for lunch, a salad and soup place where we were all good dieters until we all hit the ice cream bar, only to complain that we needed to take a walk after lunch with the best of intentions but with zero commitment to actually walking. The day flew by, answering the phone as Jenna and getting a few people asking for Jim. I explained that I, Jenna would help them. All my calls were internal and they quickly corrected themselves. By closing time, I was exhausted but still had to fix myself up before leaving for the day, a great day. Another small step in the cutest heels for woman, another giant leap for Jenna. Now I couldn't even think of being Jim at work, I was Jenna Meyers. I placed my blazer gently on the hook in the backseat and drove home thinking how far things had come, my new connection with Alexi being prime, the quick and most helpful assistance Theresa provided, Larry smoothly ushering me back into work and paving the way, my new clothes, styles, and outlook on everything. My manicured and bejeweled hands on the steering wheel, those shadowed and mascaraed eyes staring back in the rearview mirror, the breasts jostling around every time I hit a pothole, and the hair on my bare shoulders. I was like that lady in that old commercial, bringing home the bacon and frying it up in the pan. My incredible journey into womanhood was nearly complete. Chapter Twenty Four The rest of the week continued on with Theresa and Alexi secretly preparing for the party. Work was going great and we were making great progress. Of course, it required more trips to the mall for more business wear. Larry wanted me to help present to the board, whoops, sounds like more shopping! A girl had to have more than five work outfits, you know. Theresa and I continued our torrid romance in the evening, enjoying each other's female forms and pleasing each other multiple times. The sex was great and Theresa hinted at something big for the party. Friday night came and the office went out for happy hour at McGuirk's. The beer flowed and several of us got tipsy and we discussed things which should stay outside the office. Everyone was very interested in Theresa's quick conversion to lesbianism but it was really rooted in the love for the person I am, woman or man. They appreciated that love. While we all had loose lips, I tried prying some more details out of the group about the party but no one would reveal anything, only smiling deviously. Our designated driver got us all home safely and I hugged and air kissed everyone good night. I got a little more daring with my heels but wasn't about to walk around in them half drunk and removed them at the curb. Theresa and I went to bed and we massaged each other's naked bodies before drifting off. The next morning, I was given orders to finish up my shopping for work and casual clothes, get some jewelry, and to be home at 3:00 sharp. I enjoyed shopping alone, I could think through what I had learned about women's fashion and matching outfits but I missed the companionship of Theresa, Alexi or Cheryl. When I returned, saddled with several trophy bags, I was instructed to go straight upstairs and look behind the bathroom door for my outfit. I plopped my new clothes down on the bed and found my outfit wrapped in plastic. I unwrapped it, it was unbelievable, a stunning white wedding gown with gloves, veil, and heels all in white. I screamed in delight and terror! Theresa and Alexi peeked around the corner, Alexi with a camera in hand. Theresa produced a tiny white box and got down in the bedroom on one knee, "Jenna, I know this month has been an incredible change for you and our family. I want you to know I still love you with all my heart. You are the most beautiful person, inside and out and I want to spend all the rest of my days with you. Jenna, will you marry me?" She opened the box, a white gold band with diamond baguettes around what looked like a carat marquise diamond. It was absolutely beautiful! I began to cry and could hardly speak, Theresa stood and slid the ring on my finger, looking in my eyes, still waiting. I finally nodded my head with tears of joy. She kissed me deeply and passionately, we finally came up for air, "Yes, Theresa, please make me your bride! I want to spend the rest of our lives together. I love you so much!" "Moms, smile for me!" We embraced and kissed and Alexi must have snapped off about five hundred pictures. "Now you know it's bad luck to see the bride in her dress before the wedding". I finally put two and two together, today's my wedding day! "Oh my god! Today?! Like, tonight?!?!" "Everyone's headed over, the minister, our family, it's your wedding day, girl!" The fountains turned on again, I couldn't stop crying! We were already married but this would be for Jenna Catherine, wedded to Theresa Lynn Meyers. My wedding as a bride. I couldn't help looking at my engagement ring, the diamond sparkling brightly, announcing, no screaming, that my heart and soul belonged to another woman. I finally composed myself, "If you can't see me, who's going to help me with the dress?" I'm sure I'd need all kinds of help. "I will, Mom, I'm your Maid of Honor!" Of course, it was all taken care of. Theresa hugged and kissed her soon to be wife again, then left the room, "Remember, no peeking! I love you Mrs. Meyers." "I love you, Mrs. Meyers!" Alexi carefully pulled the plastic wrap off my wedding gown and laid it out on the bed. It was gorgeous and I was going to somehow put all that feminine finery on. I couldn't imagine this, I obviously never imagined it and had to sit down to think about it for a minute. "Mom, are you ok?" "My head is spinning, this is incredible and beautiful and all but I'm overwhelmed!" She hugged me, "Mom, you'll do fine, and you'll look incredible, let's get to work on you! Your wedding is in an hour and a half and we'll need every bit of time to make sure you're beautiful!" And the next 90 minutes flew by. I showered, shaved, lotioned, had nails fastened and painted, and toenails painted. While waiting to dry, Alexi did my makeup, heavily adding every bit of goop, foundation, rogue, mascara, eye liner, eye shadow, lip liner, and lipstick. Alexi exited the room while I did some more touch up and refinement of my facial artistry. She returned with a bowl of ice cubes, a towel, and tweezers. "Mom, we have to fix your eyebrows. We've let that go for too long now and a proper woman needs some shaping. Hold still." I sat down and prepared for the worst. Alexi expertly tweezed the brows but she stood between me and the mirror as she slowly tortured by messy eyebrows into graceful arches above my shadowed and mascaraed eyes. I was Jenna now, in body and spirit, the look was captivating, taking me another leap into womanhood. Alexi told me of all the bride's traditions and how I had to have a garter, something borrowed, something new, and something blue, we were rushing through it all like crazy women. If my head was spinning before, I was completely dizzy now. I kept glancing at the ring, looking in the mirror at every step, becoming more and more the penultimate picture of beauty and femininity. Alexi left the room, returning with the surprise that Theresa purchased at Victoria's Secret a few days ago. It was filled with white lacey things, my undergarments for my wedding! Theresa had been planning the wedding for some time! I pulled out the panties, garter, stockings and bra, looking at the barely there underthings. Not only barely there but also translucent. Very naughty! I was allowed to put on my beautifully lacy white panties in private, even though we were both women, it still felt a little weird to be naked in front of my daughter. I put on the garter belt and hosiery, slowly unrolling the silky white nylons up my smooth legs. I hadn't worn nylons yet and the feeling was thrilling, they massaged my legs and felt electric when I rubbed my legs together. I looked in the mirror, seeing only a sexy woman in white lingerie, anticipating her wedding, but really in waiting for the wedding night. "Mom! Focus! Thirty minutes to go!" "I'm sorry, I just feel so special and sexy, I need to stop and admire the view!" "Snap out of it Mom, the guests are arriving, here's your corset." The corset was a different story, a foreign thing that Alexi helped me with. I was instructed on how to breathe and move in it, which would be hardly at all. Alexi laced it up, restricting my waist, pushing my hips and boobs out, making my form even more feminine than it had already become. If I didn't recognize Jenna in the mirror before, she was going full tilt female now. And finally, my wedding gown, I could only tell it was not traditional, but neither was the bride nor the wedding. It would be tight and slinky, showing off all my new curves. I would be very restricted in my walking. Already laced up tight in the corset, I complained, "So between the corset and that slinky dress, is this what marriage is about, bondage?" "No, Mom, you're going to look great, stop complaining and raise your arms." I raised my thinning arms and Alexi moved them together, slowly sliding the dress down, avoiding my made up face. I slithered into it, wriggling to fit it around my boobs and hips. Alexi straightened it, taking about 10 minutes to smooth out every inch of shimmering white satin from my boobs, down my tummy, across the hips, and down my thighs. Everything had to be absolutely perfect, and as I approached perfection, I had never seen anything sexier and I never felt more attractive than now, covered in tight satin, encased in nylons and a corset. I stopped and admired for a moment. "Come sit down and put on the heels." I slithered my hips over to the tub, mincing one foot almost directly in front of the other as the gown, my wedding gown, prevented me from travelling in any other way. The effect was like a Hollywood starlet, I felt like Marilyn Monroe. My hips swayed, my shoulders dipped and rotated as my body ambulated the only way it could. It felt like it took a minute to walk across the bathroom. "All right sexy, sit down carefully, kind of slide your butt back." I did as instructed and completed that maneuver properly. "I'll get the shoes, you probably can't bend over very far in that." I stuck out a stockinged foot and Alexi slid the white satin heel on. I switched feet the only way I could, crossing my legs the other way. "Up you go, slowly reverse the sliding seat you took before." I slowly stood in the heels. Alexi rustled around and got the veil out of the box and put it on my head with bobby pins to secure it to my hair. She straightened it for a couple of minutes, even after I saw nothing out of place with it. It was lifted for now but I'd have it lowered before I was presented. "Arm, please." We were growing short on time and Alexi was getting more serious. She still had to get her dress and makeup together. I extended my arm and she fitted me with white gloves, up to my elbows. "Take a look, the soon-to-be Mrs. Jenna Meyers." I was the picture of beauty, I looked like I came straight out of a Disney princess wedding. I was shocked at my appearance and touched my face to verify it was me, Jenna. Jim, who the hell is that? My face was perfection, my boobs poked out of the strapless gown, almost risqu?, the tiny waist only served to accentuate the boobs and the womanly hips and pelvis. The gown hid nothing, clinging to my curves, I was most assuredly all woman. I loved the pattern and the shiny satin. I turned, as much as I was able. To the side, the boobs and my butt stuck out in perfectly balanced symmetry. Looking at my butt from behind, I noticed even more of my feminine tail. I was sex personified. How anyone could resist me was unknown. "How do you like it?" Alexi asked suggestively. She knew how I liked it. "Oh, my! I can't believe it!" I could barely even speak, my nipples started to get hard and my vagina started to get warm and moist. There would be enough of that later, I had to simmer down but I was a white satin clad bride and I was white hot. The gown and corset hid the nipples well, but they rubbed against the fabric, intensifying the feeling even more. I was getting horny and it wasn't going to stop. "Alexi, do you have anything for, um, I need something more for my boobs." I couldn't help but say it a little breathily. She smiled a little deviously, "It's ok, Mom, we've all been there before. Mom has some pads for your little problems." She messed with me, sticking both hands up to her chest, pointing her index fingers out. She rummaged through the dresser, returning with pads, reaching for my boobs. "Hold it, that's still a little strange, I'll do it." She handed them to me and I turned, inserting them between my hair trigger sensitive nipples and the bra. That was better but I was still dizzy with sexual need. "Come downstairs, the photographer has to get some pre-wedding pictures of you." Shit there's no way I can get down the stairs in this thing! Actually, the heels helped my movements down the stairs but a few pictures were taken when I almost lost it. There's something for the bloopers. I posed in every conceivable position in every room but the laundry and bathrooms and started taking pictures outside while Alexi started changing and helping the other bride get prepared. Theresa stayed out of sight, locked away, so that our traditional good luck would remain intact. The yard in back had a large white pagoda with flowers and dozens of rows of chairs. The guests were arriving by the minute, and everyone was pointing and commenting about what a beautiful bride I made. I blushed, although with all the makeup I had on, I doubt anyone noticed. When I wasn't posing or under orders from the photographer, I made little waves to the guests with my gloved hands, not waving my hand, but fluttering my fingers together, most effeminately. How could anyone not act all prissy, all dressed up like this, head to toe in a gorgeous slinky wedding gown, corseted up, and ready to be commit to a lifetime of love with my bride? A quartet was set up, violin, cello, flute, and piano, playing classical music in the background. A buffet was set up with waiters at the ready. Everything was perfect and I was the perfect bride. Alexi finally came out, in a beautiful bridesmaid dress, joined in matching peach dresses by several other women, our bridesmaids. The groomsmen came over, wearing black tuxedos with peach bow ties, matching the dresses. They took a number of pictures with me, then I was ushered inside the bedroom for them to take pictures with Theresa. My Mom came in to keep me company. "So, my son is a lovely bride?" "Mom, I'm sorry I haven't called but this has been so strange and new and wonderful", I gushed. "Well, Theresa kept us updated with everything throughout. I know it's quite a change and your Father had a little trouble with it but he's ok now, as long as you're happy. We're very happy that your family is sticking together so strong. Jenna, we love you and I want your Dad to give you away. Is that ok with you?" "Oh my god, of course it is! Where is Dad?" I squealed in girlish delight. Mom left the room and returned with Dad, who I rushed - as best I could in this dress - and hugged tightly. Dad was a little hesitant but returned the hug. "How's my girl?" "I'm great, Dad, thanks for coming! How are you?" "Never thought I'd be doing this with you but Theresa actually asked for my blessing. I kept her on the hook for a couple of days but finally gave her permission to ask my new daughter's hand in marriage. Just had to make sure she'd treat my girl right", he winked. "Thank-you, Daddy!" I hugged him again and pecked him on the cheek. He was surprised, but didn't recoil. He was still a little out of sorts with this but I couldn't help myself. I left some lipstick on his cheek, my lipstick! "You look so...beautiful! I can't believe it." "Thanks, Dad. I'm just kind of falling into it, it's been really great and everyone's been so supportive with this. It just feels so new but good, really good. Thanks so much for coming and participating!" I started getting misty again and feared ruining my makeup. "I love you guys!" Now the tears started flowing and my Dad produced a handkerchief and dabbed my tears away. He really did love his new daughter. We hugged as a family and when I finally stopped being emotional, my Mom helped me back to the bathroom to help repair my makeup. Alexi came in and announced that everyone was ready. Dad went out to take his place, to walk his girl down the aisle. Mom finished fixing me up, kissed me, and arranged my veil over my face. I checked the mirror again, it wasn't really my last moment as a single woman but all the preparations made me feel like it. I got a tingle of dread, last minute nerves, but dismissed it quickly with overwhelming joy. Mom led me out with Alexi. I was stopped at the patio door, while Mom and Alexi took their places and Dad came to the door to take my hand. Dozens of guests were in the chairs, more standing. Standing room only! My beautiful wedding is the event of the day! I saw Theresa at the pagoda with the minister, in the same beautiful dress. She looked ravishing and started firing up my female libido again. I couldn't wait until tonight to rip our dresses off of each other. I bit my lip, I couldn't get through the ceremony if I was thinking thoughts like that! The weather was cooperating, a beautiful day! My Dad took my arm as the wedding march started. I took a careful step down to the patio and started toward the altar. The gown forced my small steps, nylons swishing against each other, hips swaying gently in perfect feminine twists. The light breeze ruffled the veil slightly and my eyes were fixed on Theresa, staring back at her bride, smiling. My smile broadened and I couldn't wipe it off my face, so happy. This day was so incredibly perfect. Everyone was looking at me, here comes the bride. Me!!! Chapter Twenty Five The wedding flew by, I don't know if I heard anything the minister said as I was just staring into Theresa's eyes the entire time. She reflected the love right back at me. Looking at the wedding pictures later, I saw a look of utter love and joy in my face and a little lustful glimmer in my eyes. That look a woman has when she stares into your soul with love, caring, warmth, and a white hot heat when she's decided she wants to give herself up to you. That was me all day, in picture after picture. I hoped others wouldn't recognize that look but women know it well and even some guys can pick up on that. But what the hell, everyone knows what happens on wedding nights! After Alexi lifted our veils, we gazed into each other's eyes, communicating nothing but love, and a little lust, without words. Theresa, arranging the most beautiful of days, had written the most beautiful wedding vow, I melted as she recited it from her heart. "Jenna, you are the most beautiful and amazing woman a girl could ever ask for. I love you for who you are, who you have always been, my soul mate. When we met, things were slightly different", the crowd chuckled, "but we have grown together and overcome challenges to love each other better than ever before. Our love is stronger, our bond deeper, and it will continue to grow. I love you, my beautiful Jenna, be my friend, my lover, my bride, the mother to Alexi, my wife, forever." I teared up again, I could feel nothing but love and joy in those words, and in her eyes, and spilled from my heart an impromptu vow of everlasting love, "Theresa, thank-you for all you've done for me and for your love and understanding. I want nothing more than to be your wife, to care for you and to be cared for, to love you and to be loved, to go through life together, hand in hand, as one, as your woman. I love you more than I can say, only that I can show every day in every way. I will be your friend, and lover, your bride, Alexi's mother, and your wife. Forever." That hit Theresa's heart and she began to cry, we hugged and the minister paused, understanding. The guests applauded and we turned, hand in hand, raising our joined hands together, smiling wildly to the cheering crowd. We turned back to the minister after the spontaneous outburst, bowing our heads in deference to the ceremony and his powers that be but still grinning and sneaking looks at each other. I wanted to scream, run, jump, and attack Theresa all at once and bounced a little with excitement. The minister cleared his throat and was smiling, letting us know that even with the spontaneous outburst of emotions, we hadn't stepped out of bounds. It was a jubilant day, one to be celebrated and his role was to help us revel in it. He nodded at the ring bearers, who stepped up with boxes for the two of us. Alexi helped both of us remove the left gloves. My engagement ring reflected the sun brightly and I gazed at it again. It was joined by another brilliant flash of light, Theresa had the same ring! She smiled as I saw it, matching diamonds. The rings were exquisite, and I recognized that they would complement our diamonds beautifully. I would be walking around with this gorgeous rock on my hand for the rest of my life, a married woman. I glowed again, it was all so overwhelming! Theresa took the ring, held my hand, and repeated the words of the minister. She slid it on my finger and my hand looked beautiful, the hand of a married woman. I did likewise and the band played. We hugged each other tightly, the two brides now married as one and kissed deeply once, twice, three times. The groomsmen and bridesmaids came up to enjoy a group hug, finally making us realize we had to break the lip lock we had on each other and proceed back down the aisle as Mrs. & Mrs. Theresa and Jenna Meyers. Rice flew, doves were launched, and the guests cheered and applauded. The married couple walked out to great celebration, in recognition of our love. The rest of the day, we made the rounds to all the guests, together and separately. Of course I was meeting most of the guests for the first time as Jenna, making for some different conversations, hilarious commentaries, and sometimes some people just not knowing what to say. The toast was made by our beautiful Maid of Honor, which was very sweet. We did all the traditional things, cutting the cake - with two brides on top, Theresa removed my garter, tossing it to the guys and I removed hers, throwing it to the girls. We danced with our Dads to "Butterfly Kisses" and then Theresa and I held our first dance. She was barely able to keep from tearing my dress off of me and her hands got a little roaming for public viewing. I tried to keep my back to the band as she explored my satin covered booty. The feeling was incredibly sensuous and I'm sure the band appreciated the show. We danced the night away. Through it all, Theresa and I exchanged long gazes with each other. We finally reached Peggy's table, who we had noticed was spending most of the night alone. Theresa and I decided to have some fun with it, as she had a distasteful look on her face as she had been nearly abandoned by the rest of the neighborhood. We requested that the band play, "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun", and rushed off the dancefloor, grabbing her and making her join us. I think she appreciated the gesture, and whispered in Theresa's ear that she was sorry. Theresa seemed to forgive her. We partied until midnight, and the band had to shut down due to noise ordinances but the crowd continued talking until we finally shut off the bar an hour later, another Meyer party success. Everyone gave their farewells and Alexi came up to us, "Moms, wonderful wedding, you both look fabulous and the party was great. I really love both my Moms and I'm so happy we're together." She got serious and whispered, "I'm going to Amanda's for an after party, so you two have fun tonight." Theresa inhaled in shock, "Oh my god, Alexi!" "Mom, you don't think I don't know what's going on, but I helped dress Jenna and that lingerie isn't meant to be looked at for very long", she winked. "Alexi, run along and we'll see you by 10 am, ok?" I said, trying to steer the conversation away from her Mom's imminent and increasingly insistent sexual escapades. "Yes, Moms! She hugged and kissed us both, nearly squeezing my boobs out of my gown. After she released me, I adjusted the dress for modesty in front of the few remaining guests and the catering crew. Theresa watched me adjust and smiled slyly. Alexi bounded off, still in her bridesmaid dress. Theresa looked into my eyes and kissed me deeply, inserting her tongue in my waiting mouth, her tongue playfully wrestling with mine. I let loose a little whimper, the sexual tension was building all evening and she was about to take me as her wife. I was ready in every way. We wandered inside slowly, as if no one would notice our escape. Her fingers gently pulled, tickled, and caressed my hand but always bringing my closer to the patio door. We approached the step and she took my hand in hers, her hand in the small of my back, drawing small circles lower and lower to my butt. Her arm was around my skinny waist, just above my flaring hips, guiding me inside. Even this was foreplay and my vagina moistened in anticipation, warming, and wanting. We entered the house and starting moving more quickly, to the stairs and her hand gently began unzipping the back of my dress. It began sliding off my shrinking shoulders as I carefully wiggled my way upstairs, the tight skirt continuing to limit my movement. We both slinked our way up the stairs, her hand on my smooth bottom, still gently urging me upstairs. Making the top of the stairs, she unzipped the dress quickly, all the way down. Now each step allowed the dress to slip lower. I lifted the hem so my heeled feet wouldn't trip, my hands leaving the top of my dress, allowing it to slide quicker, exposing the corset and my full heaving bust to her. My breaths were short and shallow and I whimpered again in anticipation. "Jenna, honey, my wife, I love you so much. I want you and have to have you now!" She breathed heavily. "Yes, please take me!" I couldn't see myself but I wanted only to project that look of full feminine desire, when a woman's eyes were full of sex, both widely aware but the eyelids partly closed in anticipation of what was to come. My head tilted down and my head rolled to the right, exposing my soft neck. Theresa moved in for the kill and kissed my neck gently as I half exhaled and half moaned. She teasingly licked my neck and nibbled on my ear. I backed to the bed and stopped. Theresa followed me closely and slowly undressed me, removing the gown and unlacing the corset. My beautiful breasts sprung free of their cage, releasing more of my sexual need to the night. I stood in my lingerie, steaming, sensuous, silky, and sexy and I knew it. I teasingly posed for her. "Baby, you don't know what you're doing to me." "Oh yes I do, and I want to push you over the edge!" I was already over the edge and I wanted her to follow me over it. I undressed her to her matching lingerie, we paused for a moment, lingering, postponing the inevitable. Two beautiful women madly in love on their wedding night, ready to consummate the marriage. We hungrily looked each other up and down, we were a beautiful sight to behold. "Follow me, woman." Theresa took her perfectly manicured hand and traced the edge of my lingerie around my breasts, I raised my hand and did the same with my ladylike fingers, gently dancing on the hem of the lingerie around her gorgeous mounds. She softly moved her hands around my negligee, gently rubbing and allowing the fabric to intensify the feelings as she traced every ridge of the satiny garment. I felt her negligee, up and down and all around her beautiful anatomy as she did the same to me. She sighed and I whimpered again, two women in heat. The sexual tension was building rapidly and our hips instinctively began pulsating slowly, seeking further stimulation. Theresa's hand delicately moved downward, my hand following down her abdomen, past the navel, and descending down that gentle slope, guided by gravity, pulled by the incredible force of a sexual magnetism drawn over our similar contours, our swaying hips serving as bumpers, naturally pulling our fingers to our spectacular vaginas. She massaged my outer lips and I did the same to her. We both moaned gently, together, and then simultaneously leapt. The tense courtship ended abruptly as the lingerie flew off in crazy mad desire, the blanket virtually ripped off the bed, animalistic noises emanating from both of us, kissing and licking each other all over. We wrestled for positions, trying everything in mad desire. We both orgasmed several times already but neither of us was satisfied as we continued on and on without quenching our sexual desire and not even stopping for breath. Suddenly Theresa stopped and pulled something out of the nightstand. "Honey tonight, we will make you a woman." It was long and pink, a double ended dildo. Theresa licked it, inviting and enticing me to join her with her eyes. My mind was suddenly consumed with it, we looked in each other's eyes as we sucked each end, making love to each other. She moved on top of me, rubbing her vagina against mine, our breasts bouncing madly. This brought me to a new level of intensity and I started sucking on the dildo ferociously. A new need arose which I hadn't allowed myself to feel before, a need to be filled up, to be invaded, to give myself up. My legs involuntarily opened wide, and I thrust my smooth pelvis forward, I was ready to be fucked, I wanted it so badly. "Theresa, fuck me, fuck me hard, pleeeaase!" I pleaded for it. I couldn't think of anything else. "Yes, baby!" She teased my lips with the dildo, teasing my vagina before pushing forward slightly, testing me. "Now! Give it to me!" I demanded. She entered me, slowly and rhythmically pushing a little deeper each time. Each pulse brought me higher, I moaned a little louder each time, getting more guttural, more desperate, more out of control with each push. "Hold on a second." I glared at her with a scorned fury then realized she had inserted the dildo into her soft pussy. I realized I hadn't been sharing and kissed her, this time my tongue swirling around her mouth. Our sweat was making our skin, our tummies, our breasts, our pelvises glide off each other. We were both soaked inside and outside. We started both moving, trying pushing at the same time and counter to each other, our moans eventually matching and silently coming to agreement that simultaneous pushing worked best. We moved slowly at first, increasing the speed and intensity of the thrusts. Our bodies were getting exhausted but the endorphin rush to orgasm pushed us to continue. She moved somehow, contorting herself and maneuvered her fingers to my pussy, massaging my clitoris. I moaned like an animal, Theresa having been there before, clearly was enjoying herself, but keeping an eye on me, moving to hear more and more of a response from her mate. I finally realized where she was pushing me, right off the edge of my sanity but also for the double jackpot, the vaginal and clitoral orgasm. It was happening, I was coming and my entire body was engulfed with an electric wave of pleasure, every nerve ending firing at once. My vagina spasmed and the clitoris suddenly swelled and was as sensitive as it could be, it fired insistent missives of joy and I felt every pulse of my pounding heartbeat in it, each beat sending another joyous sensation. My pelvis shuddered, my body was beyond my control. This was female nirvana and my womanly body was overcome with absolute, mind searing pleasure. I shrieked with delight. Theresa kept it up and the orgasm rolled back and forth through my entire body like a wave in a bathtub, ripples of joy which slowly dissipated. I moaned and could not speak, could not think. I immediately kissed her all over, I was a woman consumed with lust. I collapsed and my chest heaved, my breasts rolling with each breath. I was completely out of my mind. After a couple minutes had passed, with my heart rate and breathing finally coming down from maximum, Theresa asked, "Jenna, what do you think about being a woman now?" I sighed highly, womanly, "Why didn't I do this years ago?". I rolled over and kissed my wife, she brushed back my hair, "I love you, baby." "I love you too." I don't know how long we kept at it, there were at least four more sessions like this. I finally got up and walked, completely naked, to the bathroom for a drink. I sauntered over, a sexy little kitten, naked, with my hips swiveling, shoulders slinking, and breasts jauntily bounding side to side. I gulped the water down and brought Theresa a glass, returning the same way. "You lovely temptress, are you trying to get us going again?" "Why not?" I sat by blossoming butt on the bed, leaning over, my boobs hanging down until one brushed the bed, the other smushing on Theresa's body. I slowly slithered my beautiful body upwards, achingly slowly, stopping after breast met breast, and moving my shoulders around to expertly move my growing nipple around hers. They both reacted, growing taut with the sexual tension in the air, tingling a little, delighting us both. We giggled. "So are we going to get any sleep before Alexi gets home?" Theresa asked. "Not if this girl has anything to say about it!" "Okay, my lover, my wife, let's go again!" She attacked me. I was not tired at all, the female orgasm being more refreshing and not exhausting. A bright glow covered our faces, a glow of energy and delight. We pleasured each other again, stopping to rest only as the sky began to lighten. We put on robes and went outside to the party's remains, walking hand in hand out the patio to the pagoda, silently smiling. I looked down at my ring again, I couldn't believe that we were married, together as women. We looked in each other's eyes, lovingly, knowingly. We shared a most special love, closer than ever before. We embraced under the pagoda and kissed again, ready to face the rest of our lives together. The birds began to sing as daylight broke on Theresa's pretty face, I cupped it in my hands, us women, after a night of passion, kissing, together, forever, Friends Lovers Brides Wives Mothers Women Hey girls, the tale comes to what I think is a natural end as Theresa, Alexi and Jenna carry on in their lives together. I have ideas for other stories brewing with other characters. Thanks again for all the support and compliments. I appreciate your help and guidance. XO, Ellyssa.