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Carole's Twin - Part Two
Note: My dear reader, I recommend that you first read "Carole's Twin"
and "Carole's Twin - Part Two" to best follow and understand the
progress of this story.
After impulsively asking Jack what Carole drank when she was feeling
romantic, he had answered by pouring me a shot of Sambuca. Already
after having had two Grasshoppers, I was enjoying the liberating
sensation from the alcohol, and was relishing being treated as Carole.
After the shot of flavorful Sambuca, and having just finished
passionately kissing Jack and massaging his hardness through his pants
with my hands, I was ready to bring my role as Carole to a more intimate
level with "my" handsome husband. I had thought of simply dropping to
my knees and attending to his hardness with a loving blow job, and I
playfully imagined Carole had done something similar many times before,
if not in almost exactly the same spot.
With Sambuca flavoring my mouth and wonderfully warming my tummy, I knew
my first intimacy with Jack needed to be in "our" bedroom. I briefly
worried that my lack of experience in sex of any kind would end up with
me clumsily making nothing more than a mess of things, emotionally and
sexually, but at this point, I needed to make this happen no matter the
consequences. With my decision made, I had broken away and darted up
the stairs and was racing down the hall towards the master
bedroom--Carole and Jack's bedroom--our bedroom.
Of course, Jack followed me almost immediately, and I giggled as I ran,
purposely putting an obvious swish in my hips with each step. Although
wearing 3 inch heels, I was still able to reach the master bedroom a
brief moment before Jack rushed through the door and was able to grab
hold of my wrist, which brought me to a sudden stop.
The momentum of his hold on my wrist brought my body turning around to
face him, and I allowed myself to fully spin around and be pulled hard
against him. Safely in his arms, I wrapped my own arms tightly around
him, and snuggled against his body. As my chest heaved from my dash up
the stairs, I tilted my face up to his and whispered, "I love you so
much."
Jack replied with wide grin as his hands cupped my derriere and pulled
me up onto my tippy toes and kissed me. It was the most amazing kiss,
no longer one of heated passion and lust, this time I felt an expression
of love. Our mouths were sealed against each other and our tongues
lashed lovingly as Jack gently moved me next to the bed. Without a
word, I felt myself being lowered backward to the bed as Jack settled
himself on top of me.
Our kiss became more loving and tender, and I fell completely into being
Carole. The only problem was that my skirt was making it impossible for
me to assume my presumed natural position of spreading wide for Jack. I
gently broke from our kiss and giggled, "Jack, I need to fix my skirt."
"Oh, right, I'm sorry."
I smiled as he rolled to one side, which gave me enough freedom to lift
up my derriere and pull my skirt up so that it was now bunched up around
my hips and waist. As my derriere settled back onto the bed, I giggled,
"Now, where were we?"
Jack smiled and answered by moving back on top of me, and I
instinctively positioned myself to let him slip comfortably between my
legs as my mouth sought out his lips. Our kissing resumed as I gingerly
wrapped my legs tightly around him, pulling him hard against me. It
felt wonderful being in such a submissive position.
As he moved back and forth pressing his hardness across my smooth front,
I dreamed of actually being a complete woman for him one day. Even with
my own hardness tucked away and unable to be directly stimulated by
Jack's hardness rubbing against my smooth front, I loved how it felt. I
responded to Jack's movements by pushing myself back against his
hardness, and even enjoyed the sensation of my faux breasts being
pressed against my own now totally stimulated and pencil eraser hard
nipples.
Just when the moment could not have been any more perfect, Carole and
Jack's daughter began crying from the nursery. Jack and I broke our
kiss and for a moment just stared at each other. The crying continued
and I knew the baby's needs were more important than anything else at
this point.
"It's Stephanie, I need to check on her," I whispered.
"She's going to think you're Carole."
"The way I look, I sure hope so," I giggled. I let my right hand work
its way between our bodies and I lightly groped Jack's hardness, "And
keep this boy ready for me."
In my mind I couldn't believe how easily I was able to say the last of
those words, but Jack acted as if it was the most natural thing a
babysitter role playing as his wife would say to her husband. He simply
grinned before lifting himself off me and rolling to the side. "Yes,
dear."
I scooted myself to the edge of the bed and stood, letting my bunched up
skirt fall back into place, and even swept an errant bang of Carole's
wig back into place. I turned and smiled at Jack, "She's probably just
wet, I'll be back in a few minutes."
Jack had a very caring look in his eye after I said that. "Mind if I
watch?"
I felt myself blushing as I turned to face him. "You want to watch? It
could be pretty messy."
"Sure, I always like watching Carole, I mean you, take care of the
kids."
I smiled and stepped over to where Jack was still looking at me. I
leaned down and kissed him softly on the forehead, "Thank you for saying
that."
Stephanie was crying more insistently now as Jack sat up on the edge of
the bed and held out his right hand for me to help him stand up. Once
he was standing, my faux breasts were almost touching his chest, and I
dared not look up into his eyes, since all the emotions of being a
caring mom, and no longer just the babysitter, would have come tumbling
out in a torrent of tears. Just for the briefest moment, I took in the
magical smell of my perfume mixing with his cologne and knew in my heart
that this man, my "husband," would make this night perfect for me.
I released my grasp of Jack's hand and turned to the doorway. It only
took three steps before I could see Stephanie tearfully standing in her
crib, waiting for me to attend to whatever she needed.
Stephanie's eyes grew wide when she saw me walking toward her. "Mama,
Mama!" Oh my God, I was Carole at that very moment in the completest
sense of the word.
With a big smile on my face I stepped slowly to the crib and then lifted
"my" daughter into my arms and held her gently, "It's okay, sweetie,
Mama's here, Mama's here. Let's see what you need."
The soft reassuring words almost immediately comforted Stephanie, and
her crying stopped. I held her in my arms, gently rocking her as the
tears and sniffles were soon replaced by a quiet contentment. "That's
right, sweetie, everything's fine. Mama's here."
I could tell by the feel of her diaper that she needed changing, and
without even thinking about Jack watching me, I brought her over to the
changing table and gently laid her down. I had a lot of experience
changing her diapers and cleaning her in my boy mode, but it was
somewhat harder to do it with longer nails and having my breast forms
getting in the way of how I otherwise usually did the changing. It was
still a further confirmation of my womanhood, and I was enjoying this
first wonderful experience in motherly care.
It took only a few minutes to complete the diaper change, which included
cleaning, lotioning and powdering Stephanie. All the while, she was so
adorable and just kept looking up at me...not quite her real mother, but
certainly not a stranger.
Finished with fastening the diaper, I picked up Stephanie and held her
in my arms for a moment, gently rocking her. Stephanie then noticed
Jack standing in the doorway and squealed out, "Da Da."
"Hi sweetie, did mommy fix everything?" Jack cooed as he stepped into
the room. "You need to be a good girl, now. Mommy and Daddy are going
to leave and you need to go back to sleep."
All the while Jack spoke to Stephanie, I could think of nothing more
wonderful than being the mommy, at least for the moment. I carried her
gently to her crib and set her back down.
I whispered, "Be a good girl, and sleep with lots of dreams of pretty
ponies and happy birds," as I stood over her trying to hold back my own
tears.
Jack moved up against me and wrapped his arms around me, holding me very
tightly as his lips moved softly against my ear. "You're amazing, do
you know that?"
I couldn't speak, but pressed my derriere back against Jack's crotch,
feeling for him. He was still hard, if not harder than when I last
touched him. Jack responded by moving against me, and he continued to
kiss my ear and neck. I had no reason to move from where I stood, and I
simply let myself enjoy the tenderness of Jack's kisses and the emotions
of being a real mommy continue for the briefest moment.
"I think she's asleep," Jack whispered in my ear.
I turned around within his arms and tilted my face upward to look into
his eyes. I was no longer worried about anything, "Take me to our bed,
please."
Jack replied by scooping me up in his strong arms and carried me into
the master bedroom and laid me gently onto "our" bed. In a continuous
movement, he positioned himself on top of me, letting his full body
weight fall upon me. I wordlessly sought his lips and our kissing
resumed with a pensive pace, no longer was it impulse driving our
excitement and desire, it was simply acceptance of a husband and wife
about to make love.
We kissed and fondled each other for several minutes, but I was soon
facing the same dilemma with my skirt interfering with my innate desire
to wrap my legs around Jack's waist and pull him hard against me.
I managed to break from Jack's probing kiss and pressed one of my index
fingers on his lips. "Jack, would you mind if I changed into something
more comfy?"
A smile formed on Jack's face and he once again gently moved himself off
me and rolled to one side, which allowed me to once again sit up on the
edge of the bed.
"I could give you some privacy to change, maybe bring up another shot of
Sambuca?"
"You don't mind?"
"Of course not. I want it to be perfect for you, too. I'll close the
nursery door while I'm at...we don't want to keep Stephanie awake
listening to us, do we?"
"No, we certainly don't," I giggled.
Jack quietly made his exit, closing the bedroom door behind him as he
went, leaving me to now decide what I would change into. I playfully
thought about putting on a pair of Carole's frumpiest flannel pajamas,
but I had unmet needs, too. I moved to the sliding mirror door of
Carole's closet and opened the side that held her most intimate
negligees and night gowns.
I first thought of something white, almost as a symbol of my soon to be
lost virginity, but something else within me called out the color red.
There were several beautiful negligees in red, and I chose a capped
sleeve one with a long flowing skirt of silkiness and lace trimming.
Laying the red negligee on the bed, I knew I also needed to wear a
matching bra and panty set in the same romantic red color, and I quickly
went through Carole's lingerie drawers until I found the perfect
ensemble.
Quickly, I undid the side zipper of the skirt and gently placed it on
the chest of drawers. In equally quick fashion, Carole's beautiful
blouse and the lingerie I had been wearing were carefully laid out. I
opted to keep on the two pairs of pantyhose, since they made my legs
look hairless and sleek. I was soon slipping on the red panties and
then hooking the bra as I next slid my arms into the straps. My faux
breast forms made from the soft balls of bird seed were slipped into
place and I adjusted the bra and the breast forms until they fit and
hung naturally.
I was just sliding the negligee over my head when I heard Jack's quiet
tap on the door. "One more minute, I promise."
That seemed to keep Jack at bay, as I dashed over to the open closet
door and scurried amongst the shoes to find the perfect high heeled
bedroom slippers. I found a strapless pair with soft fuzzy trim, and
quickly slipped into them before quietly sliding the closet door closed.
I looked at my full height reflection in the mirrored door and could not
believe how convincing I looked as Carole.
Not wanting to keep Jack waiting any longer, I went to the door and
slowly opened it, while using it to hide me from Jack's direct view. "I
think I'm ready for you," I softly whispered as Jack stepped into the
bedroom. To my immense surprise and delight, he was naked!
Once he had moved past me and I had softly closed the door, Jack had his
first full view of me. His broad smile and fully erect penis was all
the affirmation that I needed of his approval of what he saw. I only
hoped my performance as a lover was going to be equal to his needs and
expectations.
"Wow!"
"You like?"
"More than like, I love it!"
I sashayed and swished the long flowing skirt of the negligee as I
slowly stepped toward Jack. "You have something that's mine," I
whispered.
Jack smiled slyly as he spread his arms and held both shot glasses of
Sambuca far out to the side. "What do you say?"
"Please, darling, give it to me," I answered, moving closer.
Jack answered by slowly bringing one of the shot glasses to his mouth,
and then he took it all in one swallow. I was now eager to taste the
pungent liquor on his mouth and tongue, but he surprised me by dipping
one finger in the remaining shot glass and then painting the tip of his
penis with the glistening wetness.
"That's not fair," I playfully pouted.
"Well, either way, I know you're going to love the taste."
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really. Which is it going to be?"
I smiled and pointed to the shot glass, and immediately saw Jack's look
of disappointment. "Put that on the side table, please." His smile
immediately returned.
I slowly crouched in front of Jack as he delicately set the shot glass
on the side table, and my fingers lightly grasped his full hardness and
I moved my nose close to smell the liquor's scent on the mushroom head
of his penis. Having never before touched anyone's penis other than my
own, let alone in this manner, I was still not going to hesitate from my
chosen task. My mouth moved toward Jack's hard cock head and my lips
lightly kissed it. Jack almost swooned at that moment, and I knew he
was going to love the rest of our evening together.
-- To Be Continued --
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