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A Year Ago - part XII by MadQuill
This is an evolving story of Sara's sensual investigation. Please review
the first phases of her story...
When I got home after dinner at Cynthia's home I had a chance to consider
her statement about the wedding. I recalled that we had spent quite a bit
of time together that weekend and that I had made some pictures and video
of the evening party. This particular camera hadn't been used extensively
since then and I found the dark still images and a two-minute movie. The
still weren't useful but the movie might be. Running through it seemed
that the sound hadn't been recorded. I checked the setting and found the
volume was simply off. Listening months later to the recorded sound was
interesting. While filming I hadn't paid close attention to Lynn and her
friend.
After the first 15 seconds Lynn came into the frame smiling at someone
just off camera. She then moved away seeing that I was shooting the crowd
and the dancers. Cynthia must have been near because I could hear her
voice though the screen was focused on two close friends slow dancing
with the groom and bride.
"You look pretty tonight Lynn. The other attendants don't do the dress
justice."
"Four hundred was a lot for this rag, huh?" Lynn said.
"You could find an event that the dress with a slightly higher hem might
be worn for Lynn."
Then Cynthia spoke in a whisper, "I think Michael doesn't like me. You
know how I feel about him Lynn. If you tire of him I'll take him off your
hands. I thought this weekend he'd get to know me a little better."
"For now Cynthia, stay back, he seems to like me just fine," she was
interrupted.
"I'd rather wrap my legs around your sexy near boy Lynn. He's got such a
lovely face, and those cheekbones."
"I said he is still mine, and I may keep him to spite you."
Cynthia swore, "Damn, those four haven't a clue how to move to this
beat!"
I few seconds later I heard Lynn's muffled voice. "and thank god he knows
how to get me off. He's quite good in bed, he loves to eat pussy!"
A moment later I must have moved the camera closer to Lynn. "but stay
away from my man Cindygirl."
That was Lynn's nickname for Cynthia. I'd only hear her use it once
before this wedding video. I must have been way out of it that night. I
hadn't heard them at all.
Tonight our evening together was simple and I learned more about her job
as a civil litigator. Cynthia was nearly a partner and made a handsome
salary. Cindygirl was quite beautiful but like many women working around
a lot of men she toned down her appearance to reduce the number of passes
she had to deal with.
"Last week at a hearing the representative of a Fortune Five hundred
company, their head attorney, trapped me in the hall outside the
restrooms. He asked me for a date, saying we could keep it simple and
retire to his hotel suite afterward! I'd was shocked Sara. He wanted to
fuck me since he was about to win the case! I was inspired when I got
back to the Courtroom and won a continuance."
I sipped my wine and asked, "Can you report this guy or is it better just
to get even?"
She smiled. "I want to win the case, and I may never see him again.
Revenge doesn't serve women as well in real life as it does in Hollywood
Sara. He could cause more problems and I'm nearing the partner
discussions with the firm."
She told me of the firm's structure. "I stay away from the criminal
cases. The civil work is more emotionally rewarding. This asshole may
know one of the firm's leads and could foul my chances."
We agreed to have a similar dinner on Friday and she suggested that she
could review the legal consequences of my gender selection.
"I do suggest you keep your appointment with your friend's sister. I'll
just review the basics and advise you as necessary."
When we said goodbye I sensed her desire for more than my words. "See you
Friday here right?" I said letting go of her hand.
The next morning I got a call about 8am from Madison. There was some
noise or an alert coming from my office.
I quickly dressed and ran to confirm a power failure. The primary and
secondary backup batteries had failed but I was able to solve the power
issue.
"Thanks for the call Madison."
She smiled. "and how did your appointment go?"
We discussed my trip and I told her about Jake but not about seeing Bill.
"I'm meeting with your sister later today," and I had a salon appointment
for a waxing in an hour.
Changing the subject she said. "Oh and how did late Saturday with the
cougar end? Avery and I have a bet."
I told her about getting a ride home. "Who lost the bet?"
"Avery, she was certain Angelica would get you in her bed."
I told her. "I am attracted to her Madison, but I think I need to stay
free of emotional connections until I truly feel I'm a woman and legal.
I'm scheduled to have breast surgery in less than four weeks."
"Are you going big or medium?" she asked while touching her generous
bosom.
I agreed to update her after the meeting and I left quickly since I
hadn't had a proper breakfast and my clothes wouldn't do for a salon
visit.
Driving back home after my waxing I looked at my slightly red face. It
should be normal in about two hours. I was reminded of Madison's
question, wondering if I should consider a slightly larger chest. I'd
planned to exercise prior to heading back to the office, and considered
that too much up top could be a disadvantage.
I was on time for my 3pm meeting with Madison's older sister Mary
Thompson. She was a pleasant middle-aged professional. I described my
visits with the doctor and therapist. Mary had completed the name change
application and was ready to file the papers once signed and the letter
from the doctor was reviewed.
Mary said, "There is usually no objections to this type of filing but I
must inform you that it will be published in the County Clerks official
record, therefore it will be public information. I've also completed the
credit card changes you requested. The cards should be at your home
Monday."
She said that the license would be available within three days, so next
week, maybe by Tuesday. I asked her if there were any issues regarding my
planned surgery.
"Sara, there is no issue with having the surgery. You know my cousin
Candice completed her transition several years ago. I spoke with her
yesterday knowing of our meeting. She will be in town late next week and
I'd like to invite you to have cocktails with us."
That was a thoughtful offer. "Sure Mary. I assume we includes Madison as
well?"
"Avery will be there too. Candice said to tell you to try and keep to
yourself and stay away from the pickup joints if possible. She is a few
years older than you but remembers being abused back then."
I had a few more days until I was legally Sara. I wondered if today was
the day I should call my mom. I hadn't been west in nearly eleven months.
I'd last spoke with her three weeks ago so almost a week before I'd
started my changes. My father had been absent from their marriage for
three years. They were still legally married but they'd decided to
separate without the law trying to cut them in half. They still saw each
other three or four times a year for dinner or other social affairs.
Calling mom was going to be difficult. She would accept the changes but
might just board a plane. She would assume she was needed. I had thought
about these two conversations but hadn't come to a conclusion. I knew I
would find speaking of my changes difficult with my father. He wasn't
against the tide of change that was occurring across the country but it
would be his son, his boy that was now a woman.
I realized I had to deal with my parents soon and separately.
Friday morning I awoke and changed into my exercise shorts and sports bra
and just ran out the front door. I had my earbuds on and failed to notice
that Mrs. Greggs was weeding her flowers near the mailbox.
"Excuse me Miss, but-" She stood up and I saw her.
I stopped running and panic clearly crossed my face.
"Michael! I, I say, I can't believe it's you, Michael?"
Mrs. Greggs was standing in front of me as I removed the music and spoke.
"Ahh yes, Mrs. Greggs it is me but I, I use the name Sara now, as you can
see, "
She spoke quickly. "You're quite changed Michael. The voice and, you've
lost a great deal of weight, and you have breasts Michael?"
Luckily it was early and we spoke quietly at the curb. After I described
my changes she seemed to understand.
"I saw something like this on the TV news recently. So Sara it will be.
Do you have a boyfriend yet Sara?"
Her follow-up questions were more difficult that the first observations.
I understood though, she was surprised and would need time to adjust.
"I do like the outfit but you need to grow your hair if you're to be a
girl, right Sara?"
I started my walk with a full mind. Mrs. Greggs would slowly share the
news with the others in the neighborhood. She would be cagey but I
figured within two weeks everyone on my block would know of my changes.
That was fine, at least I hoped so.
Passing the spot at the edge of the track my thoughts then turned to
Jenn. Was I just lusting after her? Her treatment by Angelica was again
stirring my imagination. Last night I had re-read The Story of O. I now
saw it as possible for my feminine self to capture Jenn, to control her
beauty. I considered what Candice had advised, keep it simple. There were
several women in my new life that could become important.
I was quite excited when I returned from the field and I taken my toy
into the shower. With the shower cap in place to protect my styled hair I
could enjoy the stream of water flowing over my smooth skin. I wondered
if simple penetration could get me to climax? With my smooth skin and
clean body the toy just slipped in deep. I was surprised how quickly I
peaked. My hand helped my cock and the dildo rapidly entering my canal
lead to my orgasm. This was the first time I'd pleasured myself in the
shower. I left the cleaned toy on the tile shelf.
Without thinking I carelessly selected the red dress and my hose, not
pantyhose, and my sexy black heels. Deidra and her nail girl had done
wonders with my hair and cuticles yesterday. Doing my daytime makeup had
become a five-minute assignment. I didn't experiment much today.
I didn't have an appointment today but rushed out to the office. It was
when I arrived I recalled my dinner plans with Cynthia. She would see me
without my wig. I visited the ladies to check myself and met Avery.
"I thought that Cat would get into your panties Sara. That cost me a
twenty."
She was dressed down today. "Casual Friday girl."
I smiled. "A dress just feels good to me, "
She interrupted. "I might wear more of them if I had a waist like yours.
Did you lose some more weight?"
I was at 128 pounds and wasn't wearing the cincher today. "My walking is
helping with that. Would you like to join me some morning?"
That seemed to cause her to start walking away. "Maybe, sure, I'll text
you one morning next week and we'll meet." she closed the door to the
ladies behind her.
I received a third text from Bill late in the day. "Will you please call
me Micha, sh_t! Sara?"
I texted him that I would call him tomorrow. "quite busy just now".
A few minutes later the phone buzzed but it was Cynthia. "We're still on
for this evening?"
I was to bring the wine again but a good red was more appropriate given
her suggested menu.
I drove to the wine store thinking of how to prevent my staying the
night. Our last evening was relaxing, yet I was anxious. I recalled her
voice on the camera saying she would wrap her legs around me. Tonight it
could be nice as well but she had been very clear. Cynthia knew of my
body, and yet she wanted me. Maybe she could be true to her word and wait
for me to be ready.
As I continued to the store I considered how differently I felt for these
three women in my new world. Angelica was strong and knew her mind while
Jenn was very much not like that and Cynthia was possibly just attracted
to the real me, regardless of my gender.
I craved a sexual encounter but my fake breasts seemed to dampen my
ardor. I would hold off having any sexual relations until my breasts were
healed.
Cynthia called from the door, "In here Sara." My heels clicked as I
crossed the stone Foyer.
Entering the Kitchen she turned. "Wow, you look wonderful." She washed
her hands and approached me.
The counter was between us but her eyes were telling me she liked what
she saw.
"Your hairdresser is quite good, even without the wig you look stunning.
Well that red dress and the heels sure help too."
She slipped around the counter and stood very close. "Nice wine, again.
Let's open it and sit for twenty minutes Sara."
I could smell her scent, though dressed in a work suit she still looked
sexy. I had to be careful.
Smiling I asked, "Where are your Bordeaux glasses?"
She was still very close. "I'll get them. The opener is in that right
drawer, top."
She turned but her eyes stayed with me. I looked down her body. She was
quite lovely. I saw the taut fabric across her bottom, but no panty line.
"Stop looking at my ass Sara. You'll turn me on and then what will we do?
We can't start having sex yet. I refuse to get into a quick bedding
relationship, even though I like to, to sleep with you, even tonight."
Sitting with her and watching the sunset I found I enjoyed this
intelligent woman whose snarky behavior had so displeased me a month ago.
We were listening to a Charlie Parker compilation from the 1940's with
Miles on trumpet. She told me of her recent trip to San Francisco and
Napa Valley. I hadn't been into wine when I lived on the coast. Now I
realized that I could possibly visit when I went to my mother's.
After dinner we settled on the sofa. "You can stay the night. The guest
bed is made and I promise to stay out of your room Sara."
It wasn't a bed idea but I said I could drive the short distance.
"Did you receive your new license yet?"
I told her it would be in the mail, but no not yet.
"Well if you need to leave I understand." She moved closer.
She looked into my eyes and wet her lips, a kiss was coming. I was
anxious but closed my eyes and Cynthia kissed me, her tongue slipping
over my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and our tongues touched. We
kissed for a few moments and she slid even closer.
"That was nice Sara."
I drew her close and we kissed again hugging on the sofa. Her left hand
started to move up my calf past my knee.
"You're smooth dear." Her hand was now under my dress hem.
"You're wearing hose and a suspender. I love your style Sara." She lifted
my dress and saw the welt of my stockings.
"These are quite expensive hose. I tend to ladder mine so I wear mostly
pantyhose. But for you I'll start to wear the better stockings. They do
make me feel sexy."
She kissed me again as her hand paused.
I didn't want this evening to get out of control. "No Cynthia, my sex is
off bounds for now, OK?"
She kissed me lightly, clearly aroused. "Oh Sara, do we have to stop?"
The End of part Twelve
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