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Towards a Surrender Act III By MadQuill Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. The following story is the second of four parts of a tale that explores the theme of transformation. I hope that the larger narrative arc is interesting to all. I suggest you may enjoy reading the first portion, Act One & Two. I continue to work on better editing and someone has been most helpful. Thank you for your comments Act III Is there love without complete submission and loss of identity? My wrap was tightly about my body as I stood in my short, satin mules watching the black big car disappear with Renee and her bags; the dawn looked nice but my head was fuzzy. My silk sleeping gown fell from the narrow shoulder straps, but the subtle cups emphasized my new breasts. I touched my nipple, lightly remembering her mouth on my body last night, as the taxi crested a small hill. She was a strong lead but her version of dominance was without fear, pain or aggression. I leaned against the window frame and reviewed my decisions. Each one had been all mine, as I had elected to take the hormones, and had grown my blonde hair, which now fell four inches past my slim shoulders. Though I was Lisa, I could leave this sanctuary and begin again, without Anais. I reconsidered my plan alternatives. It was just before six and I decided to dress and visit my apartment. It would provide me some perspective, and I quickly called for a taxi. A few minutes later the car arrived. "Downtown Akron, please." And the small gray hybrid rolled away from Anais's home. Twenty-two hours later I returned; it was dark as I crawled back into the nicely made bed and slept comfortably now that my inquiry had settled my mind. I awoke near eight and walked to the window. In my mind I could still see her black car leaving yesterday. I could do many things because of my will, but I couldn't turn that taxi around and bring Renee back. I wondered standing alone, how I would adjust, when I would first be with Anais. I was surprised earlier to find the front door unlocked, and nothing had changed since I had left a day ago. The Maid had tidied my room but every other detail remained the same. Then I saw the note; it was leaned against the clock on the side table. 'to Lisa, Anais' I read the note quickly; it was only three lines. 'When you are ready, I will know and you will leave your door ajar. Take as long as you need. There is cash in the kitchen desk drawer, and you have the earlier funds as well. With love, Anais' I considered what Charlie had suggested last evening, "Explore what you have Lisa. You'll be accepted, believe me, just look at you. The changes are real and I am a little jealous," Charlie had come close and she touched my waist, "ah, quite envious actually." Charlie was kind to have spent a few hours with me and have dinner last evening. Now as I looked around, I went to the closet. I pulled out a small bag and placed some clothes and a makeup kit inside. I grabbed several pairs of shoes and then slipped on a simple dress. Downstairs I found the women's wallet with some cash. The taxi horn sounded. I left Anais again. Some minutes later I walked into my apartment with a plan. I would spend five days as Charlie had suggested. I showered and fell asleep until one that afternoon. This bed no longer felt familiar and the room was too dark due to the overhangs near the entry. I was a foreigner in my old home. Renee's work, the careful adjustments that had taken hold of my poise and attitude were good. I considered how my confidence had so increased; I had decided to leave his house. Her efforts had helped so much, as I rolled to my hip and adjusted the nightgown to sit, and now I stood. Even these simple movements made me aware of how changed I was. When I had made some coffee, I sat and considered Anais; he had been hiding or reserved these past nearly four weeks. I looked at my phone, but I didn't touch the face. I didn't want to see those earlier messages. I remembered Charlie had told me at dinner last night, that I was acting silly, "Yes, you could work, but from what you've told me, you do, every day, and on something you enjoy. Don't you recall working, all week, listening to others directing your efforts?" Still, I now opened a job search website and found a listing from a local firm, a junior graphic designer. An hour later I uploaded my Curriculum Vitae, and sent the request for an interview. I would just be me, alone today, and I would think of how we might forge a new life, or how I would start anew, as Lisa, a young woman designer. The following afternoon I was dressed and rode in a cab to the one o'clock interview. The woman I met was helpful and the job with DaTV seemed exciting. She would let me know once the recommendation had been confirmed. Early that same evening I received a call from Cathy, my old boss. She told me that she was happy to receive the call from DaTV; Cathy felt I would be offered the position. Then she suggested that we meet for a drink, "Or maybe something simple, just a meal, okay Lisa?" She hadn't met Lisa yet and it would be good to be near another woman so I agreed. During the ride to the caf?' downtown, I considered how this alternative, living as a woman could be good. I met Cathy on the street, but I felt strange as she surveyed me quickly. She forced a smile as we awkwardly kissed cheeks. "Wow, Lisa, you look, well, amazing, ah, way out of my league." She was wearing jeans and a cute white top, and she had flats on her feet. I was in three-inch heels and a dress, but my legs weren't covered. My toes and fingernails were painted a soft blue to match my eyes. I realized I needed to soften her anxiety, so I hugged her and then held her close. "Let's have a good time, Boss." And she relaxed. She shared some gossip with me as we drank our wine. The small-plate dinner was perfect, as we shared the four offerings. I gave her an edited version of my transition but couldn't bring up the important issue. Was I going to accept the offer? "You know Lisa, I could arrange for you to come back with us, I mean to take your old position. I, ah, mean, if that makes any sense," Cathy explained the changes she had recommended to the HR department. I told her that it could prove more difficult, as I was thinking of Sean (though she didn't know of the event), when she said quickly, "At a better salary then your present offer." During her discussions with DaTV regarding my employment she was asked about my salary, so Cathy knew I was chasing a lower paying position. I knew I couldn't return though and told her so. I wanted to begin, free and with a new perspective, but did I? She said, "You do have alternatives Lisa; that is important." She sat three feet away and looked up as she said this. My eyes remained on hers for a second too long, and she blushed. I wasn't attracted to her; she was a friend, and also one of a few people who knew of my life and gender changes. The cool thing was, no one paid us any attention. We were two girls out for the evening. I listened as she explained her initial curiosity. "Well, I surmised, that you were switching, I meant to use a different term, transitioning. I had a girlfriend in college whose brother did as well. She was quite involved and supportive, so that is how I feel. I want to be helpful, Lisa." She said this softly. We agreed to meet the next day for lunch. I spent the next few days doing just stuff, woman stuff, anything, but I did call and rejected the DaTV job offer. "The salary would make it difficult." The woman understood, but she didn't offer a counter. Later I considered this as discrimination; as a male was worth more than a girl? I rearranged the apartment, and my dresser. I cleared out the boy junk I would never need again; then it hit me. I was going back, to Anais. At that moment I rejected my thought, but every few hours, as I tried to get to a sense of normal, he would come into my mind. I tried to use my memories of Renee to clear him away, but it didn't work. On the fourth day I called for a cab, but I cancelled it minutes later. I wanted to keep to my five-day plan. Instead I spent the evening researching arranged marriages, for my relationship seemed, in some ways similar. Renee had determined that I fit the requirements; she was instrumental in my meeting Anais, yet she was nowhere near at today. Hence it was my freedom to choose to return. That night, after midnight, I awoke. The dream was quite randy and included Anais; well maybe it just some guy. I got on the phone to the cab dispatch and threw my stuff into the bag. It was eerily quiet as I got out of the cab. At two in the morning, I slipped in the front door and walked up the stairs. I was back in bed, just across the hall from him, Anais. I slept softly and again I dreamed. This time it was a memory of the phallus Renee used the first day when she explained how to fellate a penis. She had a toy produced modeled on his prick. She was careful as she explained the process and pushed the toy past my lips and over my tongue. The act was no longer queer to me, but I understood it required a certain skill, and I hadn't developed that. Renee had been patient though direct; I needed to work on this. My dream aroused me and caused me to awaken. I looked at the clock; it was just after six, and I slipped out of bed and pulled the silk gown about my body. The memory was of me gagging three times while Renee guided the cocktoy into my mouth! The light was soft as I walked to the window, as I recalled on the third day, more than two weeks ago now, when Renee continued to teach me of this sex act; six times she had me try to fellate the toy. Only after a week of practicing alone could I easily get the latex copy of his penis in deeply enough to please Renee. The dream that caused me to wake wasn't bad, as I was aroused and excited by the sexual though play. At the window I watched for five or so minutes as the sun rose; now I was alone and the one person I had trusted during this transition period had fled. The uneasiness was useless so I tried to recall the last night I spent with Renee, a week ago with and her sensual and erotic lovemaking. I felt someone come near; Anais was with me. After the weeks of Renee's guidance and my running off, I now saw him reflected in the glass but I did not turn. I continued to watch the sun rising. The touch on my arm assured me that he had feelings for me and I would fold into his world and I may be okay. Still I did not turn, with my eyes now closed, as his touch felt somewhat familiar; but she was now gone. As Anais moved his hands up from my waist I relaxed, for he was there, just as Renee had said he would be. His fingers came to the underside of my left breast; gently he moved further to caress my warm nipple through the silk. I softly said to him, as I turned slightly, looking up to his eyes, "No, I need more time, Anais, don't touch me there, for now, please." I felt his hand move to my hip and I accepted this. My eyes remained shut as his attention had brought a stiffness to both of my new nipples. Renee had told me last week, "He will be there Lisa, as soon as I have given you away." I had then cried when I had heard her use that verb. To 'Give'; I was her present to him, Anais. How quickly I had become feminine, and had allowed her this power. Now with Anais just so close I knew I was his, but maybe I was still in control, somewhat. I considered my decision to return, this was where I wanted to be. I was this close to a lover whose face was new to me. The light was dim at the early hour, for the window face southeast. I thought yesterday about the arrangement; I was a bride of a sort, but I was intimately involved with the setting of this agreement to be together. I looked into his eyes as I felt his stiffness. His other hand was now on my bottom, with the thin charcoal grey fabric between us; he caressed my round cheek. "Please, patience Anais, I need to know you will allow me, umm, some time, all day if necessary." I was still looking at him. I like his smooth face; he had shaven, and his brown eyes, well maybe hazel; I couldn't be certain due to the light. He backed off quickly and stood but now my eyes fell to his hard shaft pointing at my belly and I chuckled, "Put that thing on hold just now, I need some coffee," and I moved to the bed and gathered the white fluffy robe. I bent to put on my ivory satin mule slippers as he watched, his eyes on the tight fabric between my bottom cheeks. I smiled as I walked out of the room covered by the robe, Anais along behind me, the sound of my soft heel clicks followed by the pat of his bare feet on the wood floor of the hall. I knew this would be easy, I was well aware of the kitchen; the past weeks I had enjoyed each morning there before the Maid arrived. Down the stairs we walked silently. I stop mid-way down and turned. Again, his hard penis was inches from my face. "Can I ask that you go put something on Anais?" He smiled and walked back up and I studied his butt and back. He was quite fit, and appeared to workout regularly, not in an overdone, muscled manner, just fit. From the top step he spoke. "Thank you, for helping me be normal Lisa." I smiled back at him. "I like your voice Anais, oh, ahh, and your bum." As I finished preparing the coffee he had not returned, I considered my face; quickly I walked to my old room off the Library. The bath still had some of my makeup items. I applied a skin cream, after brushing my teeth, then some translucent foundation. The sun would be in the kitchen in a bit I wanted to look good for our first face-to- face. The lipstick was a little too mauve, but it would have to do. Quickly, I stroked the mascara brush several times along my lashes. In three minutes I was happier and wrapped the robe about myself. As I entered the kitchen he came in from the stairs. We both paused, looking across the space at one another. I was excited, for he wore a pair of small running shorts, which left little to the imagination, and tight fabric athletic shirt. He was still bare foot. I moved to the counter. "Anais, do you take your coffee black?" We sat on the two stools beside each other at the counter, looking out of the wide window as the sun warmed the stone counter. Somehow we found a lot to talk about, for and thirty minutes quickly passed. He spoke of the day ahead, the plan for dinner, even the news. We easily spoke; of my studies, and his golfing and other interests. It was strange that due to speaking with Renee he knew me and I was familiar with him as well. He talked of a recent trip to London and he shared pictures from his phone. I listened and demurred to his descriptions of his travel experiences. He could make me smile and I laughed as well, at his imitation of a bull. I liked that Anais had a warm personality, and would look at me, and listen as I spoke. He sounded like a New Yorker; well read, cultured and self-aware. He told me he was raised in Queens, but he had friends when he was younger whose accent was even more pronounced. He told me, "I am easily made happy, by simple things Lisa." I asked about the framed art print on the wall, "Yes, it is a copy, Warhol, and still it cost a thousand dollars, from the Factory Additions," he said. It was a 'Marilyn Monroe' from 1967, the one with a magenta background, and high-lighted eyes. He told he was older. "You know that, right? I will be forty-four in a month." Then he said, "You know, I wondered when you knew you would return," he meant during the past week but I saw the question as the larger issue of these eight months. I was here with him, yet though we were clearly attracted to one another, the arranged conditions needed to be discussed. I paused and started to say, "I'm hopeful," but I stopped, again I spoke, "but I was nervous, Anais." He turned to face me and was close. I could smell the scent, mellow, yet his was an earthy aroma. "So am I someone, can I easily make you happy Anais?" I sounded so shy. He smiled, "You have already got me there Lisa," he said as his fingers reached to touch my left arm. I felt something, and I closed my eyes. Then I felt my lips part and again I looked at Anais. My tongue moved slightly along my lower lip. Was I teasing him? It was still arranged; us two, sitting together, yet I felt special now. I looked deep into his eyes, "Well, thanks to the internet, right? We are close, but there is much ahead, correct? I mean, we need to see, how this may be," I paused, as I knew the next thought should stew a little longer. I felt something like butterflies, and I didn't know exactly what might be coming next. For some reason, I thought of the red tongue between my legs, licking my ass. I was aroused by the tension as we sat for the next moments. Anais moved closer, I knew a kiss was coming; my heart was beating so fast. I had a silly thought, 'Can I grow to love Anais over time?' His kiss was quite near and I closed my eyes and my mind emptied of doubt. Gentle lips, soft breathe, cheeks sliding, his hand about my slim waist, the other on my naked knee, this was a kiss, and I responded to his mouth and now his tongue, my wet mouth opened and my hand now came to his cheek, just as his came to mine. For several moments, all we did was this first kiss; Anais was so gentle. We explored each other; softly my left hand fell to his chest, atop his heart, and I felt it pounding as he deeply kissed me. The kiss became more relaxed, and more sensual. His fingers kneaded my neck, tangling in my hair. I felt his intense desire, he was stiff against my thigh, then he brushed against my breast, and I moaned. I felt him run the tip of his finger under the edge of the robe as he caressed my thigh. I was quivering with his touch; it was sensual without reaching beyond my earlier set limits; respecting my need for patience while still setting me off. I was aroused but the thong controlled my sex. My mouth was back together with his, the kiss softer, less urgent now. I just let this happen, between us, the tension drain from my shoulders, from my head, as he held me without taking us over the edge. Instead Anais' arms slid around me, lightly holding me to his chest while he tempted me with more soft kisses. I opened my eyes as the kiss paused and I wondered, of the chances this could work over the long-term. I pondered if he had been married before, as he was slowly seducing me, and that seemed nice, to be desired. Am I looking for commitment, or just moving along a path towards my womanhood. I might just succumb to his attention. I saw that the light in the kitchen had changed, as the sun was high now. My glance to the wall clock showed that we had been making out, for over an hour? I quickly stiffen but his smile and hug relaxed me once again. So this is how being loved might feel, timeless. His kiss began again. My eyes were shut, as I moaned deeply and his mouth and tongue teased mine. With his fingers in my long hair I quickly abandoned thinking. His fingers were playing me, his caress of my shoulders and neck, pulling me into a joy. My soft whimper reached his ears, as he wrapped an arm around the back of my neck. I wasn't going anywhere. Then it stopped. I opened my eyes as Anais moved, just slight away, but he now stood, and tilted his head down. I felt he was making this pause, to allow me to decide. I would need to follow, or not. I saw the clock again; total wash over, it was now nearly ten. The coffee was barely touched, and cold. I watched as he moved a half step back. I saw his junk still stiff beneath his small shorts. He again moved slightly back, and yet he looked at me. I was crazy with arousal and he was moving off, without a word, just the soft slipping of his feet as he stepped a bit further away. I wanted those lips again, but I considered his action. This was so erotic, seeing his penis tenting his shorts as he now reached the doorway. He was letting me decide to follow. "Come Lisa, we need to be together," he said softly and then he slowly turned; yet still looking at me. These words were like a sexual statement, allowing me the free will to make a move, to ascend the stairs. Some kind of current was whizzing through me, making my body do a little movement, as I decided what to do next. My eyes stayed on Anais, but I was smiling. He had done this, caused the throbbing in my chest. My breathing was concentrated, with short gasps for oxygen. I knew I was about to move to him, to follow Anais up the stairs. Again we were looking across a space at each other. The kiss had changed everything though. His taste was familiar and his body, well it could be mine to explore. This look was only a moment though it felt like minutes. I closed my eyes and pictured his face, the salt-pepper graying head of soft hair, the very smooth shaven face, the hazel eyes, and the slight dimples of his cheeks. He was wonderfully good-looking, and his scent; I open my eyes now. I moved from the stool to stand in the three-inch mules. The robe was still closed but now nearly loose. My first step caused the belt to release but the white material still concealed my body. Three slight steps later the robe was flowing open as my knees moved. I saw his eyes dropped to scan the 'V' at the top of my thighs; smooth still, as Renee had taught me to use a small special adhesive tape. My sex was held back, and the thong flushed smooth across my mons. He smiled reviewing my walk towards him. A moment later his kiss began again, "Yes Darling, I enjoy looking at you," he whispered, as both of his hands moved up to cup my silk covered breasts, and his pointed dick now touched my belly. He turned me, to nest against my back. "I really wondered," he whispered, now his prick was push against my butt cheeks. "How does she hide from me; your body Lisa," as his fingers slipped across the silk material and the lower edge of the satin thong. He caressed the bent tube of my penis through the satin thong covering my mons. Then I felt his fingers moved between my slightly spread thighs. I felt the hardness building in my sex as he moved closer, rubbing his penis against my back cleft. His vertical rod was now aligned with my ass cleft, and I felt the huge head pressing along my crack, though the soft cotton robe was still wrapped about me, over my silk gown. Somehow, I was relaxed, as his loving caresses continued. I was excited by the nearness after months of suspension, "Lisa, we needed this to be so, you and I; we'll continue your feminine exploration, together now." I heard the words, but my mind was aroused by his soft caresses. He whispered, "I could not handle seeing you, in the parking lot, a month ago. I had asked Renee to prepare your way. It was her plan with my will providing you guidance; she has told you of this." His lips were on my long smooth neck as his hands seduced me. "I will be a good lover Lisa, but you required the special care, since you reached out to me. I would never have been enough; I requested that Renee help you, and me, with your transition. You are a marvel Lisa." His caresses continued, and I was responding. "Actually, splendid and lovely," he continued as he kissed behind my left ear, "and I can't excuse my absence, other than by asking you for understanding, and I will stay near from this day onward." As his arms came about me, I felt somewhat short in the low-heeled mules, but also protected. His fingers now nested at my waist, as he stood tall along my back and continued to nuzzle my neck. I felt his warm kisses on my neck as he held me. The embrace was wonderful, and so needed, as I relaxed and he turned me slowly. My eyes remained shut as he settled against my body; I felt his head move so close, as his sex pressed against my belly and he bent slightly and our lips touched. I opened my eyes to see his face so near. It was now just he and I, so I was accepting Anais; so that our lives together might be special. I could hope for this? Anais was clear as he looked at me so near. "You are in my world, not the other way about, as I have caused you to be here Lisa. This was due to your ardent request months ago, but we have a new opportunity." He took hold of my fingers and he kissed my face, then my lips, as I responded to my new lover. Now his stiffened penis head was exposed, passed the waistband of the shorts and I saw that it was moist, then, I looked up to his eyes once more. I saw something loving and erotic in Anais's smile. I can only say that he had softened my resistance. I studied his face. The prick between us remained hard, as he smiled and I responded by closing my eyes slowly. I remained still as his hands moved again to my waist, and I felt a tingle through the silk gown. I was smiling as I allowed this man, Anais, to lightly explore the curves of my body. "We will miss Renee," he whispered, "but I will allow you to determine our next steps Lisa," and I felt him turn slightly. Opening my eyes, I saw his left hand reaching back to me, as he had released me, and he had stepped away, to push his shorts off. Then he pulled the shirt off as well. I saw the extended hand and took hold of his fingers, trailing him along the hall, watching his now naked bottom. We passed the large oak doors that had been shut since my arrival. Entering the soft white rooms that were his reserve during the past month, he said, "This will be our place Lisa." I looked into the dressing suite as we ambled by and then the bath of white stone. His leading hand could have been a leash, but his touch was more than enough to bring me along. The bed was open and the satin cover was a soft pink tone. Turning about and looking at me, his fingers released mine, as he leaned his bottom on the bed edge. He looked into my eyes for several moments and I blushed. His gaze was exciting, but my eyes stayed on his face. I enjoyed his look, and his scent. My eyes moved from his face to his smooth chest, then lower, and I saw his uncut, now softening penis again, but I was staring. The phone photo he had sent weeks ago, was not clear, but he was now here with me. It may seem strange to meet a lover as we did, but somehow I was ready to accept him. We knew each other due to Renee's in-between chatter. Now we simply beheld each other. Several minutes went by and I saw him becoming hard again, and I smiled as his cock pointed out from his hips. His groin was hairless, as were his strong wide legs. Only his tummy and arms had a minor cover of hair. Finally I spoke, "You were watching that night Anais, me and my lover?" He nodded yes. "And you were watching me those past weeks, with her too?" Again he nodded. "And still you want to be with me, though we are just now meeting?" I sounded slightly annoyed. "Even when I left a week ago?" He stood. "Actually I want you so badly this minute, but I can wait until, you want me too Lisa. The woman I see before me has been in my dreams for months. Now you are here and your fragrance, your beauty and poise has me stirred." I looked down to his penis again as it swelled tall. He was big but I didn't worry. I smiled, as I looked at his toned abs and the shaved crotch. "You have had that advantage, seeing me. I would like to see more of you Anais," and he understood, and he turned slowly. I saw his wide frame, and his athletic back, then my eyes moved to his cute butt cheeks, and then his stiffness was near me again. "So we are here, in this bedroom together, and you appear to want me Anais, or is that Viagra induced?" I playfully asked knowing the answer from Renee's talks. He shook his head slowly, no. "Is there any way that you will run or leave me? Tell me, now, before I begin to fall for you. I can easily adjust to having you with me, or not." I listened to myself, and thought how completely female my attitude had advanced. I had a prerogative today, and he would allow this in me. Then I was quiet, as he seemed so comfortable. I walked nearer. "Or I can leave within the hour and live as I see fit?" I asked. His nod was certain and he added, "But my hope is that we will try Lisa, trying just as you have for all of these months." I looked again at Anais and then slipped the silk wrap loose. My wrap was now open but my pink satin thong concealed my sex. I released the gown and it fell off of my shoulders, and I stepped closer yet. "Anais, I have the body of a small boy, the hormones, you can't see there, beneath the thong," though he had held me moments ago, "The effect and changes are remarkable to my mind and my eyes." I stood tall and poised as instructed and I felt my nipples harden again. He stood across from me with his fat penis sticking out. We were near enough that his sex could brush against my flat belly. "Yes, and I enjoy looking at you, the woman who came to be with me, oh god yes, and of course, with Renee's guidance," he said. I heard the words and felt the tip of his desire and considered myself for a moment. He was looking at my naked breasts and face. He most certainly wanted me, but I wondered if the trust could form between us. "Can I really trust you Anais?" I asked quietly. He pointed across at something on the desktop, and I saw that his penis moved as he rotated, "Please review the notarized documents Lisa." Looking to the desk, I turned away moment, then I looked back to Anais. I walked over and picked up the pages, dated a week ago. The first declared that I now owned a bank account with the numbers, my social and a sum; fifty thousand dollars. That was almost a year's salary. The second page was his Will, stating that as of last week I was his sole heir. The final page, was a lovely poem, describing his desire to be with me, 'Lisa my Love'. These words; could it be that easy I wondered? His earlier cash was really to offset the funds I had spent for my early transition. The funds shown on the statement and the Will should have meant something to me, but neither did. As I read his poem, I felt clear-headed, but moved to place it aside. I closed my eyes and thought of the changes I had been allowed; my body as well as my mind was so different today. I opened my eyes and looked over at Anais. He was serene, but his wood had softened. But I knew he would need more than words. It was his actions and his touch I desired, but I wanted to initiate the lovemaking so I walked back over to Anais, my breasts swaying slightly. The nakedness we shared now aroused me, and the thoughts of sucking the replica of his member, weeks earlier, were strongly in my mind. Right then I wanted him, but I held back as I looked into his eyes. Without thinking I licked my lips, then I slipped to my knees, wearing only the thong panty, holding my bits. I looked back up into his eyes, as his newly stiff penis was so close to my now impatient lips. I moved deliberately closer and kissed, and then licked around the fat, purple head. I looked up as Anais sighed. With my fingers holding his hairless nuts, I then gently licked the stiffened skin covering his helmet. Slowly my fingers shifted his foreskin gently, as my tongue moved down the hard shaft. I felt his hands now reach down to my arms, as he pulled me up and into an intimate French kiss. I loved that he was clean, yet my tongue wanted that cock! His kiss was gentle and soft; he held me close, off my feet, with my mules dangling inches above the carpet. His face was smooth and his mouth warm as mine opened, and Anais's tongue entered to play with my lips and then my tongue. His kiss was even more perfect than the first ones, down in the kitchen, and I began to moan. I felt his penis twitching on my abdomen. He desired me, he needed me; he wanted me as I now was. A man who wanted me, held his woman; that I had caused to become such was what held me lightly above the earth. Somehow he held my head as the kiss became passionate. His other hand was now beneath my bottom. The kiss paused and he asked, "Well, can you trust me, at least a little Lisa?" My eyes were on his as he held me and I watched him. I felt somehow that I could be with him. It wasn't the papers or Renee's sentiments but my heart. Our wet kisses now flowed as my desire increased and he held me close, with my breasts crushed tight to Anais's chest. Then he released me, and I slipped back to my knees on the soft carpet. My mouth and tongue roamed down, again touching his stiff body. I moaned softly to him, "We will see Anais. Let me suck you. Let me explore my female nature. I want this, your cock inside of me. I need you to be with me Anais. I want you to enjoy my body, to penetrate me, and filling me," I said softly as I licked his long shaft while my fingers held him at the root. "I want you to see me, this woman with you. I need you to care for me, as you have with Renee's support, now my lips covered just the head of this wonderful cock. "You saw her enter me last week, and she was so good, but I had hoped for you; well I wanted you to be the first." Again I licked and kissed his turgent body. The sun came from behind a cloud and shone onto Anais's torso; his penis seemed to have a halo about it as I leaned to kiss his tall fat tip. I languidly licked in circles about the head of his phallus. I looked to his face as I kissed the tip and then wrapped my lips around the helmet, completely engulfing his sex. My mouth then slipped down his cock as my eyes closed and I focused on the newness of my desire; having his fat dick between my lips seemed correct, as I heard a soft sigh and looked up again. I licked around and around for several minutes, pushing the shaft across my face as my fingers caressed the thickness. I was in no hurry, but I pushed him deeply over my tongue; the exercises with Renee's toy had allowed me to relax for this penetration. I simply was enjoying the warm part of Anais that I now desired most. Our bodies were touching as my arms came about his thighs, close and warm, as I licked about the fat cock of my lover; sucking his hardened body, I felt his fingers in my long hair, as my tongue wrapped around his dick. This was only the second warm shaft that I had opened my mouth to allow in, but I was now full of lust for Anais's seed. I heard him humm softly, "Lick me, yes, suck me Lisa; we have plenty of ways to make love but your tongue is a very wonderful start." A sharp moan caused me to look up, and I saw him smiling. The intimacy of this act was crazy, though not new to me. He had immediately captured me and brought my focus to his need for release. My face was held close to his hard cock now and it oozed some sweet fluid. I wondered, as I enjoyed his penis that we had jumped to this intimate sexual act, but having him aroused made me happy and the evidence was on my tongue, and his pre-cum juice flowed into my mouth as his pink cock convulsed from my attention. I covered him with my saliva, and though I had only licked a cock with Renee's direction, and that poop- head Sean, prior to this morning, my body was excited. The thong kept my small sex back between my thighs. I reached up to Anais's chest with one hand, playing with his nipples on his smooth chest, as my other hand held his shaft. "Oh yes, Lisa, stay right there," he moaned as my mouth covered his dick. I felt his hands move to gently cover my head while my mouth was filled with his strong cock. The pulse of his thrusts was new to me and somehow I wanted to swallow whatever he gave me. I had swallowed only a small bit of Sean's semen that first time, but this would be different and I hoped that I might meet his expectations. His breathing told me he was close, but his cock continued to push into my mouth for some moments. I savored the taste of my lover and realized that this coupling was true and not a random or forced event, as my time with that other had been. As I milked his stiff penis, I wondered how Renee had known of the fiasco in the backseat of Sean's car. She was now of the past, as my Thom days were as well. I relished the fact that Anais was about to release into my body this first time. "Oh, yes, Lisa, we created something, oh god, Lisa, together, ahh yes, Lisa!!" he moaned causing me to move my hands about his hips to hold his cock close between my lips. "Push one into me, oh Lisa, finger my body," I tried to concentrate on our rising passion as his hips began to sway from side to side. His body was all I wished for now, and his still thrusting cock was filling my warm mouth. I knew that soon he would come on my face or he would fill my throat, as he might wish. My finger moved slowly across the rose of my lover. I was his to enjoy. Something had released in my head, wantonness, a feminine wish to be loved and taken. "Renee told me, this, your mouth, ohhh, god, fuck me with your finger!" I had entered him with my tip of my long digit and rubbed his canal, just as Renee had taught me. That we had moved from nearly no contact to this tender loving excited me, and by rubbing my penis along my lower leg I was experiencing some level of climax, though it was subtle. Anais then climaxed loudly. "Oh god yes, ahh, ahh, yes Lisa!!" He was now shooting, filling my mouth, while I held him close with the finger inside his bottom. I drank of his ejaculate as he shot spoonfuls into my open mouth. The measure of his release I couldn't fathom, as it exceeded any I had ever had as had masturbated. He must have been saving this for me. The semen exceeded my ability to shallow, and began to dribbled down my chin. As the last surge jetted from his cock I had to move and the semen hit my cheek. I looked up with his cock still pumping, now back at my lips, and into my mouth, and I swallowed some more of his juice. I enjoyed his full release and the taste. I looked up as he, now smiled and he looked at my face. A small dapple remaining on the tip of his cock, I teased him with my tongue. "Lisa," he reached to pull me into a hug, "I have waited for this." He reached for a small towel and wiped the cum from my cheek, and then he kissed me. "Thank you Anais. Your stuff tastes good, and though that was an epic load, I would love to fellate you every day," I whispered as he twitched and released some more juice onto my hip. He finished wiping my face and breasts, of the release, and then rolled back onto the bed as I moved to support his hip. He looked at me, "Come lie here with me Lisa, let me hold you please." His finger reached to tenderly wipe a small spot from my cheek and lips. I bent down to pull my wrap up and slipped on the shoulder straps, as I was a little chilled. Lying beside my new lover, he nuzzled close. I considered whether my joy was too raw, as I was new to sucking a cock, but there was a special magic, in causing the complete climax of a lover. I had a mini orgasm while eating his dick (Renee had witness a similar release, just ten days earlier), when I had allowed the act of a blowjob, to become normal to me. I relaxed and considered how comfortable I had become. Last month Renee had said, that a woman might be repulsed by the act, but after trying, learning, practicing over the weeks, I clearly wasn't. Now he was spent, but he held me for the longest time, and I may have dozed off. Anais had his eyes closed, but as he held me, he asked me to allow him to touch my sex again. I nodded and he reached to cup my small flaccid penis by pushing the silk gown and my thong off to the side. He bent to study at my sex. "You are very smooth down here Lisa. Did you have electrolysis?" I nodded yes, as his fingers explored by body. He caressed the ring of my anus, and then Anais bent and licked me there. I was surprised by this intimate kiss and I came immediately, as my juice oozed and he licked me clean. There was something about his focus; it wasn't shallow or superficial. Anais seemed to actually care for me. He quietly spoke as I closed my eyes. "Several women have been with me, since my wife left, but that was over five years ago. Lisa, they couldn't, I mean, they only fulfilled some of my needs. You just exceeded them with your tongue, face and fingers. When we have rested we can play with your body, again." He said this as he held my tight sex, covered by the thong once more, "I will enjoy learning to bring you off Lisa, with my cock next." He continued to talk softly, "Renee's camera's was helpful as I watched the videos she made of your training. Now we have time to discover and fuck each other Lisa." I took his hand; his nails were carefully manicured. Anais had very nice hands. He rolled slightly and our lips met for another of his perfect kisses; this was so real. Just as I had prayed; each was wonderful and romantic too. But the time necessary for me to conform to my selected gender had kept us apart for months. I whispered the question, "Why Anais, did I have to wait so long for you to be with me? Why did you not come to my bed three weeks ago and love me, and," my hands moved over my sex, across my belly an up to my breasts, "my body?" He pulled me to his lips and kissed me again. "But I did dear, twice. I loved your sleeping body so that we could both be certain this would be good." He explained that Renee had placed a light-sleeping drug in with my normal hormones to allow me to not stir. "I came into your suite quietly, and watched you rest for an hour before it became too exciting to be near you. I pulled back the bed sheet and kissed you until you filled my mouth. I tasted your body and knew I needed more of you. My thrill was selfish Lisa, I admit this now, but playing with you as your slept helped me confirm that we could actually love and stay together. Eating your little penis was amazing that first time, and you needed no blue pills Lisa. You were stiff and in my mouth." I looked at him as he explained this and wondered. I wasn't mistreated, but I was surprised by Renee's involvement. Then he told of the second visit two days following. "That night I actually slept beside you for most of the night and held your body, your breasts and sex, but the loving was just that subtle. I did not seek release. I simply wanted to feel you against my body. Renee came to awaken me near sunrise. That day I almost told her that your training was complete. I needed you so badly by then Lisa." The memory of my dreams seemed more real now, but I wondered why Renee had kept this from me. I considered the overall arc of this seduction; not a day or week really mattered now, as Renee and Anais had been patient, and I had been willing. Anais now spoke of how he and Renee had adjusted the scheme so that her penetration attempts occurred almost a week earlier then she had originally planned, but these night visits by Anais were the first events during our transition to not come at my request. Anais had taken something from me, to empower himself, and I became a little upset. I saw him reach to the side-table for a slim case as I expressed my unhappiness. "What happen to 'you decide' ?" I was a bit upset. "How does this mesh with my selecting Anais?" He handed me the leather case as I looked back to his eyes, "Well Anais, what is this now?" He indicated for me to open it. Inside was a dual-strand of small diamonds, a sort of choker. It must have been expensive as these were not rhinestones. He told me that Renee had wanted him to leave this gift, after the second night, but he withheld it. The nature of our arranged liaison was in my head as I looked at the beautiful necklace. I considered my peeve. "Can you help me with this Anais?" I was surrendering to my desires. I removed the gift from the case, and he helped me with the clasp. The jewels were so feminine. He shifted on the bed as I held the two ends around my neck. "Renee told me at the beginning," he said softly, "that you had a lovely neck Lisa. I had this made three months ago. I am not sorry that I came to your room, only that I concealed the fact for these past days. Please find a way to forgive me, please." He looked contrite; I turned to look into the mirror on the wall. It wasn't near enough, so I moved off the bed. Anais trailed me. I looked in the tall mirror as he moved close, but to my side. I was close to the reflection as I looked at this adornment about my neck. It was lovely. I looked back to his eyes and smiled. I could forgive the two events. "Yes Anais, thank you, and I have forgiven the visits." I turned quickly towards him and he came and pulled me into a hug. His penis stiffened as he embraced me. As he held me again, I considered how my earlier statement seemed wrong, or incorrect between lovers, but we were barely that today. That was a hope in my heart, that of being loved. Part of being in love is that you care and extend oneself for the other. I had read of Oneness but it was an abstract idea. But if there were a love to grow between Anais and me I would need to trust him and his decisions. I looked at him hoping that this might develop between us. I wasn't truly piqued; I was also performing somewhat. Together with the studs in my ears, this new gift made me aware of his tenderness. He reached to my neck and adjusted the clasp. "Lisa, I wanted to help you with the necklace. Leaving the diamonds in the middle of the night, well, it just seemed wrong. They look wonderful about your slim neck," he said as he kissed me gently. I smiled, but felt he must be made to realize my need of respect. Anais held me close to his naked chest. "Lisa I have loved you for these past months and now we can hold each other and share. You have come to me and my heart is open to yours." "You understand, it was all Renee, correct Anais? I said as he nuzzled me. "She was the matchmaker. Do you know where she went last week?" He didn't. I paused thinking of him and me, standing naked together, "Can we go someplace this afternoon, together, but dressed?" I asked. He smiled. "I know what, there is a great ice cream stand a few miles down the road. Let's go for some ice cream Lisa!" His idea included a motorcycle though. "Sure Anais, but give me about thirty minutes, okay?" I dressed in some skinny jeans, a spaghetti top and I found a scarf for my hair. When I got downstairs Anais handed me a women's leather coat, and a cute Azalea old-style helmet. "It gets chilly at fifty miles-an-hour Lisa, let me help you." With us both dressed we walked out the front door. A motorcycle was there; silver, with a red frame. I looked at the bike, and then at Anais. "This will do, but please keep the speed below forty Anais. I'm new to this." He chuckled as he stepped over and settled on the seat. The engine roared. "Now you Lisa," This took a few attempts but I managed to get in position. It was actually very sensual; holding him with his black jacket, then I heard him speak; the helmets had microphones. ?Ready?? I gave thumbs up and he started the machine. I felt it immediately, the subtle trembling on my tucked bits. ?Ahh, Anais, oh, okay.? It was nice and I closed my eyes. ?Is every think okay Lisa?? ?Ummm, yes, ahh, Anais, I?ll be alright.? Slowly we drove away. I was surprised by how the bike?s vibrations further settled our two bodies closer together, as we drove along the narrow roadway. The countryside was lovely and the helmet had a soundtrack that seemed tailored for the ride. After ten minutes Anais pulled over to the simple stand on the roadside. He helped me negotiate the dismount; somehow I hadn?t climaxed. I then removed my helmet. As he held the purplish headgear he pulled me into a kiss. ?I loved that Lisa, thanks for agreeing to the bike ride.? I was out as a woman, with my man; on a date of sorts, for ice cream! He handed me the helmets. ?I?ll get you a vanilla, small, same for me,? he said and walked off. I studied his leather wrapped bottom. The communication system for the bike allowed us to talk during the ride. He had suggested we would have the dessert and then take a slightly longer path back to the house. He returned and handed me the cold cone, his was covered in little candies. ?Would you care to try this one?? he asked. I looked at his and smiled. Though my sex had settled down I wanted to tease him. I extended my tongue to sensually lick the top peak of his cone. ?Like this Anais?? And he laughed. ?Yes, perfect, your tongue is glorious,? he said and sat down tight against my body. As we enjoyed the cones we were quiet, just two lovers sitting on a picnic bench. I finished and asked for some of his ice cream. He watched me licking a moment, and then he pulled it away. ?Leave me some Lisa,? and then both of our tongues licked some of the soft white cream. ?Anais,? I said softly, ?I am glad you brought me here, it is wonderful.? We kissed for a minute until it seemed inappropriate; I pulled away. He took my chin and gently kissed my lips. ?No one knows, Lisa. I am your lover, and will be here with you.? He realized my anxiety was about being out. He held me; I was still so inexperienced. I felt his hand reach about me and cup my left breast. ?My woman, Lisa.? The ride path back followed a winding river and the action necessary to follow the road required Anais to lean the bike at each curve, I was mesmerized by the experience this bike caused. I had never ridden behind a driver like this. It was a carefree pleasure, and I got to hold him close as well. When we arrived back at the house, I was tried. Anais suggested I take a nap, and I walked up the front steps, and into the living room. I lied down on the large sofa, and fell asleep. I awoke with him sitting with my head in his lap. He was snoring softly. I didn?t stir him, but just lay thinking of the day. I realized that I hadn?t seen the Maid all day. A few minutes later Anais awoke. We just stay there talking, as the light fell towards twilight. I felt comfortable and occasionally looked up at his face as he stroked my hair. For sometime either of us spoke. I realized we were alone. I asked about the Maid and he said, ?It?s her day off, it varies, so we?ll order some food later, okay with Chinese Lisa?? I moved to sit against him. ?Sure, but I don?t really want to ride your bike at night Anais.? He pulled his phone and ordered. ?Twenty minutes, and the small feast will arrive. I will get us some wine, a chardonnay will do Lisa?? I agreed and Anais stood and walked over to a niche, a bar actually, and removed a bottle from the concealed cooler. He returned and handed me a heavy wine glass; it was beautiful crystal. As I held the tall unique flute he told me of the two glasses. I sipped the perfect buttery burgundy. ?That is lovely Anais.? ?It?s from Cote d?Or, a very light taste of oak,? and then he spoke of the fluted glass. ?I have only these two, passed allow from my family, Daum crystal from the eighteen hundreds. I?m uncertain when they stopped making these. There one of the things from my family?s time in France Lisa.? I noted the refined details and the glass tone, and the fine white wine. I could learn so many things from his man, and I enjoyed his company. I didn?t hear it but Anais stood, ?The car is here with the food.? I watched as he walked to gather his wallet, and turned to the door. I had my eyes on his bottom again. After the meal he suggest we sit on the terrace. The evening was cool and though there were blankets for us we huddled together. Having his arms around me felt so good, and we discussed the soft jazz playing in the background. ?I was aware of Miles Davis of course Anais, but this trio is quite nice.? We were snuggling and the sound was enchanting. What I was about to say, I had considered most of the day, ?Anais.? He turned slightly, close enough to kiss me. ?I have been following, you know, the Instructions, well for months, and earlier this week I left to be on my own. I knew I would come back, to you, for something made me feel secure while I was here. Today changed everything though. I was here and there was no Instruction, no command, no pushing me to meet your desires. This has shown me something. I want to be here Anais, but let?s be patient with one another. I could easily have gone to bed with you, this afternoon, right now too.? His embrace said what I knew he felt. Later that night as I lay in the suite alone, and Anais was in the master bed, I considered how he had easily accommodated my request. We may have wanted more, but I had come to realize I was free and therefore able to select and dictate the events between us. I fell easily asleep, so effortlessly, for I was truly comfortable. Nearly a week went by, and Anais and I developed a sort of routine. I would arise early and dress for my run early. Each day I had ventured further. On the third day I ran along a towpath of an old canal. I saw very few other runners, but the route was peaceful. He would wake later, go to the club, and we would have a late lunch together. When he was out I would keep to my suite, only going to the main rooms when Anais would return. I was growing more comfortable with how well he handled my restricted plan, and yet I wanted his attention each night. After the romantic and sensual kisses, we would realize that though we had come far to be together, the circumstances were not right quite yet. The desire was there and the passion, but I needed more, and the languid make outs were fast becoming insufficient; just not enough. Wednesday night as I lay awake in the guest bed I knew that I was nearly ready; he was attempting to follow my lead, and for that each night I was happy. I considered how Renee had suggested the transition would evolve, but she had underestimated that two people would need time, and as I rested I knew that I was ready. Yet the sex was on hold. Anais wasn?t pushy of overbearing. He seemed to enjoy just being with me. The evenings were each special and different. Also something special had occurred; I stopped wondering what my life might become. I was living it, and Anais?s attention provided me confidence and the freedom to be a woman. He didn?t say or do anything unique or different, but he simply treated me as I hoped; as a female, and a woman to be concerned about. His respect was what I hadn?t assumed from speaking with Renee. He was becoming someone I could rely on and trust. Early Thursday morning, I just knew this was the day and I had pushed open the door to my room several inches. Now I stood naked, in front of a full-length mirror; what I saw pleased me inordinately. My long hair, made me smile as the slightly tossed curls fell to my pert breasts. My body though was not wholly womanly, but thanks to the hormones, it excited me, since Anais was always aroused when he held me. Atop my long legs my tushy bottom had become nicely rounded. My face was pretty too, even without any makeup. Since arriving at his home over a month ago my desire for this, a trust-based love affair, had grown. Renee had worked to fine-tune my personal confidence. The days since she had gone away were clarifying. I reached for the translucent silk gown and pulled it over my shoulders. I cupped my bits and slipped my thong up onto my wide hips. I walked towards the same window I had watched Renee from twelve days ago. I hoped he would soon come to me. I watched alone for five or so minutes, as the sun rose. My uneasiness was useless so I tried to recall those first lovely days, almost a week ago, and his first kiss. I felt someone come near; Anais was there with me. I allowed Anais to turn my face, and he kissed me intimately. His tongue softly moved across my lips and I opened my mouth. Something had released us, and his passion was evident, and his moist lips eased across my open mouth and our tongues played. I opened my eyes slightly and watched Anais, and saw a joy and abandonment as his arms pulled me deeper into the embrace. I let go of my reserve as my eyes closed and my lover took my mouth without demand. His lips and tongue felt marvelous taking mine along with his kiss. I cuddled closer still and felt his hands in my hair but then he paused and moved back slightly looking into my eyes. He did not say it but I saw him mouth a single word as he pulled us back together and the kiss continued. His fingers were at the strap of my wrap, playing with the thin silk as my hands tried to remove the garment. My breasts touched his naked chest and I was stirred. Now I could feel his warm body as his loving tongue slipped off of my mouth and down my neck. His fingers came to the lower edge of my right breast as his tongue reached the nipple and he suckled me, as I felt the rush caused by the blood, stiffening the tender flesh. I kissed his lowered neck as his lingering kiss teased at my nipple, while I felt his other hand move to my belly and find the top edge of my thong. I felt his teeth nibbling at my tit and again a rush filled me and I moaned softly as his fingers traveled across my smooth mons. ?Oh god, Anais,? I moaned but he moved quickly upward and his tongue returned to mine and the kissing continued while his fingers gently rubbed across my mons, then he found my slightly stiff penis and he wrapped his fat fingers about me as he whispered into my ear, ?This is ours now Lisa,? I nuzzled about while he held me and he pulled me to his mouth again, but he quickly moved to kiss along my neck again, which caused me to shiver, as his tongue ran down to my shoulder while still holding my little prick. I turned to kiss him more assertively but he had stood and his tongue flicked across my lips now, as I felt his left hand move up and down my slim little dick. I pressed myself in towards his chest as his other hand held my right arm and the soft skin of my breasts rubbed against his body. He surprised me by ducking his head to again kiss my breasts, as I became hard in his hand. My nipples had never been so sensitive, but his touch and tender loving caused me to tingle. I did not want him to ever stop. My heart felt full as he kissed my neck, while he gently rubbing each of my nipples, while holding my little cock in his warm hand. Anais kept teasing me, holding me gently, as his tongue flicked along my neck. It began to dawn on me that this was my feminine love, two lovers playing, and I smiled as he continued. The loving from his mouth and hands was a bliss that I couldn?t have comprehended months ago, and I sensed I was swaying as he was bringing my body to an orgasmic high. But he paused and let just his finger roll about the end of my nipple. He had sensed I was close to release. ?No Lisa, not yet honey,? as he wet his finger with his mouth and returned to tease at my thighs. I rolled slightly while opening my legs and his hand was now between my thighs. Anais?s moist finger lightly touched my twinkled hole. He slowly gyrated his legs along my body and I began to pant as my excitement grew due to his finger rubbing my tight ring. ?Ahh.? I gasped as his finger entered me ever so slightly. Then his mouth was on my neck, and now both of his hands moved up to caress and play with my breasts. Moaning softly, he said, ?Yes Lisa, you are with me now.? "Touch me, please, Anais, please love me,? I softly said as he licked near my ear, as his hand moved to my cheek and my mouth opened, his tongue pushing into my mouth while his fingers lingered at my breasts, but I needed it most between my legs. ?You like these.? He looked at me as his fingers caressed my breasts. ?I think they are perfect Lisa,? he moaned as he bent to lick my left breast, as his hand now dropped and pushed between my thighs and I felt the slippery ooze of pre-cum we had made. Smiling while he now held my sex, he said, ?Try and hold-off, don?t come yet Honey,? he whispered as he rolled down to the carpet, but his hand still held me. I saw him look up to my eyes and smile. ?Yes, this is why we are together Lisa. I love your girl-cock, way too much to only love a genetic woman. Your patient months will be rewarded, for I want you to fill my mouth now.? His hand moved up and down gently on my quite hard small penis and his finger returned to caress my opening. A moment later Anais pushed the small digit into my bottom, way beyond the first knuckle, and I moaned. ?The act of sucking your penis is nearly as erotic to me as having a tight body around my dick, but that?s for later.? His mouth closed around my sex and his eyes closed as he nursed me closer to climax. ?Oh, oh, oh, Anais, oh my, yes dear Anais,? I cooed. ?Oh yes, I?m, yes, Anais, ohh,? I moaned as I climaxed and I heard him gasp as my release filled his mouth. ?Oh my lover, oh Anais!? I said bending to hold his head in my hands as he continued to suckle my penis and his tongue licked me clean. Renee hadn?t given this attention to my little bits, which had now quickly softening. I was smiling as he shifted me to my side and kissed me again. His mouth was clean. He liked the syrup I had given him. Our cuddle lasted for some time and we did not speak. We lingered there for a few minutes more when Anais stood, and slipped off the bed and walked to the dressing room. ?Come with me Lisa, we need some coffee. Would you like your wrap, or, there is a robe here for you.? As I slipped my mules on he walked to the dressing room. I followed and he handed me the fluffy bathrobe. I looked about, astonished by the scale of the dressing room, and I walked to the window. The view was contained somewhat by the low forest but over it you could see the hills far off, and the sun warmed me; I was standing still, naked as he came to my side. ?Humm, you feel wonderful, but maybe your skin is a little pale?? He helped me with the robe. ?No Lisa, on second thought, I like your un-tanned look.? The thought that he was appreciating my body was enough, but I wondered if I should get some sun. When we walked into the kitchen, the Maid had prepared a light meal and with the deep hot coffee we sat discussing the day. ?So you feel the week was too long Lisa?? I smirked and looked at him as the Maid retreated out to another task. I walked to him, as I noticed a bit of semen on his left cheek. ?There Anais, I hope she will give us some space,? he flinched as I wiped it and licked my finger. He assured me that she would not bother us. We relaxed with the hot coffee, and I asked Anais about Renee, knowing many of the details, but now I wanted to hear his views. He shared how Renee had been responsible for the Instructions from the first. They were not regular lovers, but Anais had known her for almost a year. They had met on the same Alt site where Anais had been searching for what he referred to as a special girl. Renee and he had chatted and eventually agreed to meet to discuss how Anais could find such a lover, and here we were, Anais and me, two people with a shared purpose. I was excited to be here but wondered about our privacy. ?I hope now, you can see how we, I mean to say Lisa, how we might develop a love, beyond being lovers.? I watched as the Maid came back and gathered her small bag, but then she left the room. This Maid seemed to know everything! ?I want you to feel you can be here, and if after some months you can see this arrangement as good for you, then we can commit to one another,? but I asked him about the Maid. He came to my side. ?She is very discrete and you will come to see her as an asset, if not a friend. She has been with me since before my divorce.? Now I was even a little more concerned but I sat down and listened. I hadn?t seen her this past week. ?Oh, I had asked her to take the days,? he was beside me, and I looked up into his eyes, thinking of how he had manage all of this; me, Renee?s departure, the seduction, and more over, the patience of these few days. I heard a word; ?ex-wife? and I came back to his conversation from the daydream. He explained that his agreement with his ex-wife required him to remain married due to the tax consequences and that she needed only see Anais twice a year. ?She does not come to the house, though we both share ownership, and she provides a salary from her bio-research firm. She left me, and therefore she doesn?t have a key. Neither her travel nor her whims can affect the income I receive,? he explained. ?I have to attend several conferences annually but these are just a good excuse to travel,? he said. I asked if he had a background in biology and he explained his education and the position with the startup sixteen years prior. ?I was a lab manager and she was a partial-owner when we met and began dating. Eventually her work kept me lonely and we separated six years ago but enough about me, tell me of your college studies. Graphics correct?? My descriptions of my studies were clearer to me today but my plans seemed unsettled. He suggested that we would work it out together, for he hoped to fulfill many of my aspirations as an artist. We talked for most of the morning. Later, near Noon we went back upstairs and he showed me my dressing room. I had been using the Guest Suite while Renee had been preparing these rooms. The large bedroom was connected to the main suite via the bathroom and the dressing. It would afford me some privacy if I needed. ?The rearranging took Renee most of her last day to complete the wardrobe. So many of the things she bought have been brought in and stored. Oh, and in the Carriage House I have had a suite arranged with a computer for your graphics work Lisa. I took the liberty of reviewing your recent work efforts and felt that you might benefit from having access to further explore, ahh, I guess you can decide if you, I meant to say, you do not need employment but you may enjoy continuing your independent artwork.? He must have found my website and reviewed the animation work I had published there. I smiled and hugged Anais. ?I will certainly check out the setup and thank you.? He hugged me as well and suggested that he would come to see me later. ?I would like a nap now Lisa.? And he walked into the master bedroom. It was not quite one yet. Renee had left days ago, and I was now nearly certain that I was going to be all right. He told me he had been awake most of the night, hopeful about today, ?Say we have a small snack at two?? he asked. I saw him signal the Maid as he settled on the bed. I sat down on the club chair in the dressing room and considered now the importance of his offer and was amazed that it had been Renee that had planned the entire transition and had led me these past eight months. I was also glad that I had the time away, and had met with Charlie and Cathy those five days, but I had needed these several days of being close without the sex interfering. Anais was not a crazy bondage freak with unusual fetishes or kinks. He barely understood the DS life style but I had a red tongue between my legs at his suggestion, or was it solely Renee?s decision and idea? When he saw the art between my cheeks his explanation was simple, ?I did not specify the size Lisa, you elected to have the artist make the tattoo almost two inches wide. It?s there now and I actually like it; with your legs closed, no one but me will ever see it Lisa.? I had smiled as I realized that he was correct, well except Renee. I went back to the guest room to review my things but everything had removed. I returned to eth dressing and opened the drawers and found a new sports bra, and a special matching panty girdle. In the closet I found a pair of workout leggings and some pink sneakers. I slipped on a top with a logo I didn?t recognize. The tight girdle required more care but it did keep my mons flat. Once I was downstairs I found the garage studio Anais had spoken about. Entering the smaller building I met the Maid. ?I cannot continue without knowing your proper name.? She smiled and turned to open a door as she said, ?Gloria, Miss,? and she nodded so that I would enter first. The room was not large but the desk had three monitors lit and a flat drawing table behind. The computer was quiet so it was a modern solid- state unit. There was a picture window with a pleasant view, but my surprise was a twenty-inch wide print showing a cell from a video game that I had been working on. He had to have asked for someone to find and print this. It was mounted behind a compression frame. I smiled realizing that I could now finish the basic structure of the code without having a full-time job. I had tried to spend sometime each week on the game but it was a long way from being stable. I sat down and found a browser and my cloud files. In a minute I had the system open the base files. Before I could change the settings I set up a password for the computer. Having some privacy seemed normal, since Anais and I had to get to know one another. I turned off the system and decided to take a walk. This would be only my fifth or sixth outing dressed, without trying to conceal my breasts, and I was somewhat uneasy. I walked along the path and through some gardens to the roadway that the driver had used weeks ago. The day was lovely and I simply enjoyed being outside. There were homes spaced quite a distance apart but they all looked quiet and empty. I heard a dog bark from within the third house on the left and was surprised by a man walking from around a large shrub. Startled, I stopped and he sensed that I was worried. ?I apologize for the surprise, that is my mutt and he just announces every visitor.? He grinned as I calmed down but I didn?t say hello. ?You must be Anais?s niece.? The idea that Anais would have discussed my presences with his neighbors made sense and I relaxed and said, ?Why, did he mentioned me? Yes, I am Lisa Hurr.? I extended my hand and we touched. With Charlie I had been seen by others but I didn?t meet any of these women or men. This was the first man I had met while being out and dressed alone and I felt a tingle. ?I arrived a few weeks ago,? I said but I was nervous as I released his right hand. ?I?m Harvey and I live alone now, I have the dog for company.? He was of medium height with silvery hair and slightly tanned skin. He was wearing a golf outfit with old style spikes. He saw my review and said, ?Yeah, I?m just coming back from a round.? He pointed towards the south, ?I tend to walk over to the Clubhouse; exercise you know,? and he started to walk away. ?See you around Lisa,? and he was gone and a moment later I heard the dog more clearly as a door was opened beyond my view. I turned back; I did not feel comfortable now, though Harvey had been pleasant. I needed to ask Anais about the other neighbors that he might have spoken with regarding my stay. Looking south I saw the waving flags Harvey had spoken of on a building over a berm covered with lush vegetation. I thought about the encounter and smirked to myself as I realized that I had passed and there was a perfect relationship implied by Anais to his neighbors. I knew I would walk again but now wanted to see him again. He had prepared my way so that I would feel content. I considered Harvey as I walked the short distance. He was older than Anais, maybe not fifty though. He was handsome and fit and he had not flirted. I wondered about ?live alone now?. I used the large front door and it was quiet, until I had climbed the stairs and heard Anais singing softly. I peeked in to see him in the bathtub with music playing from somewhere, ?You look cute Lisa. How was the walk?? he asked. The first thing was to thank him for the computer and the desk setup and then I told him of meeting Harvey. ?He seems nice,? I said, ?You might not know this Anais, but he was the first, I mean man I have seen since I...? I tried to explain the casualness of the event but he just smiled. ?He lost his wife to cancer about two years ago.? He didn?t seem to understand my perspective quite yet. I tried again. ?But he was the first man I have met dressed as a woman Anais, other than you of course, maybe that.? I paused. Now I saw his face recognizing my meaning. ?Oh, yes, of course Lisa, I understand now. Well, he is a good man to have been the first.? He was studying my simple outfit. ?Pull off that outfit and come join me.? I blushed but I quickly removed my sneakers and the other garments. He smiled seeing my small penis, ?I will never tire of seeing that honey, round hips, soft breasts, with a little cock.? He shifted slightly as I climbed over the large tub edge. The water felt nice. ?Here, sit in between my legs Lisa.? Once I had settled in the warm water, Anais moved closer and I felt him touching my back as his fingers grasped my little dick, ?This might never have happened had not Renee been strong with me,? Anais said into my ear. I wanted to ask why but he continued. ?Once she understood that my lover needed to be a transfemme, she had agreed to help someone come to be female. She told me that some males with gender dysphoria would never be content until the surgeon was finished. Renee wasn?t a doctor but she had worked with a psychotherapy group for several years.? His other hand now held my bosom. ?Her suggestion became this, us Lisa.? His fingers still held me but his left hand moved to my nipple. Anais was kissing my neck softly as he continued, ?Intimacy like we have shared these past few days is important Lisa. Do you feel our sexuality is an issue now?? I had not considered the question and said so. ?Did Harvey get you a little excited?? he asked. I told him of the tingle. ?Well it is normal, you are a beauty and he is good looking.? But I told Anais it was more the excitement of being accepted as female. ?I?m still amazed that I can pass Anais. Charlie can?t, even though she has been dressing and living as a woman for years.? He explained that Renee had known Charlie early in her transition, ?Charlie had been her hairdresser some years earlier. He now cuts my hair too. That is why you were sent to meet him.? I corrected him, ?Her.? I understood, from this discussion that Renee used to live nearby. I told Anais how surprised I was that Renee was so instrumental in my change but he told me, ?If you had not initiated the Alt post we would not be here now Lisa. It was in your hands. You had to choose this and now you and I can... well I hope that we might fall in love. Arranged relationships sometimes can evolve in that way.? But I told him assuredly that I wasn?t forced. He held me tightly as he spoke, ?I wanted you Lisa, I hope that you will come to need me.? I turned to look at him and kissed him before he might say another word. ?Anais, I have wanted you too, all of these months I just didn?t know. I needed a lover, and assumed Renee to be that person. That did change though, and that you are a man, well a handsome hunky guy, well I can be excited by you, Anais. Now that I have understood this, that you wanted a lover, not a submissive, I could not be happier.? My kiss was eager and he responded passionately. The warm water enveloped us as his hands slipped back to my mons and he kissed my neck. Our wet bodies slipped lower and I rolled over to embrace and kiss him, as our bodies touched, his chest to my breasts. ?My breasts are a little smaller than I had hoped Anais.? I turned and nibbled on his lip while my fingers moved lower to brush along his soft cock. My sex was getting excited and I felt the pleasure of the tip rubbing along his leg. I wanted him to be inside me. ?Anais, will you love me now?? I saw the lube and applied some to my three fingers; reaching back, I rubbed the Puir about my bottom. My last shreds of resistance had crumbled, and he shifted and a moment later the tip of the fat head of his hardness pressed into my warm wet opening for the first time. I was tight and reflexively I held him from entering me. I remained quite still as did Anais. He looked surprised but happy as well. ?This is the first time for me Anais, ahh, ah,...!? He hadn?t shifted but the muscles of my anus relaxed and his dick slipped into me. ?Oh, ugh,? I groaned, as he slipped out just as quickly. I reached back and again positioned his penis. ?The first, having a man be inside me,? I smiled. ?Ohh, yes, there we go Anais.? And his fat head was in me. Seeing his surprise, he said, ?And no boys Lisa?? I just nodded my head slightly as he moaned with his penis tip now rubbing slowly within my tight hole. ?Renee told me you would be gentle.? ?At last,? he moaned and held onto me as I pushed back onto his body, and more of his length entered me. Then I moved off of his hips and just the head of his penis remained inside me. ?You are mine,? he said, ?with me lover, oh slip deeper, atop my cock Lisa,? he moaned and I saw him looking up at me as he shimmied his bottom back along the tub surface trying to get deeper inside me. Renee?s phallus exercises were quite effective. ?Anais, I could but I want to hear to say my name, asking me, Lisa, to make love with you, you must fill my body. I was a boy wishing to be a girl eight long months ago, and now you have a part of your body within me, but we have made this.? My hands ran across my breasts and down to my bottom. ?I have listened to your explanations, but the simple fact is that you wanted a girl, with a penis,? I said. ?Now I have arrived and I need to hear you ask to fuck me, ask me. Slide down and cover your body with mine; fill me.? He smiled lewdly. ?Lisa, oh, oh, more Lisa. Let me fuck you Darling. Make us one, please, push your tight ass down to my hips. Yes, slow, is so good Lisa. Please love my cock.? Anais held my arms as I slipped a little lower. The water was warm but his penis was oozing as I kept my eyes on his and held my penis still, ?Do you like having a woman with you Anais? Do you enjoy my hot body squeezing you?? I smiled as my bottom clamped tightly about his cock. Now I relaxed, and he slipped in deeper. ?God yes, Lisa, you, your, the, oh fuck yes.? He was deep within my body and I bent to hold him with my breasts touched to his chest, and our slow loving continued. ?Ready Anais?? I wanted him to move out somewhat but he resisted. ?Stay right there, I?m so deep, for another few moments Lisa. I am finally inside you and I want to hold you here.? I considered his excitement, and that his cock had impaled me without serious pain; just that first moment. I began to rock my hips over him and saw that he enjoyed the movement. ?Can I fuck us now, can I bring you to peak? Will you fill my tight, warm ass Anais?? I moaned as my nipples rubbed lightly across his chest. He smiled as I rode his maleness with my puckered anus sliding over his taut cock. I knew I would enjoy anal sex since Renee?s attentive play had developed over the past month, but his dick was warm and slippery and I looked into his eyes. I again was in control of this event. Anais was moaning and I knew I was close as well. He shifted to change the angle and I now could look down to my sex and could see his cock plowing into my opening. The mirror behind the bath reflected back the scene of two lovers splashing and fucking. I reached up to pile my hair with one hand atop my head, while he teased my now distended nipples with both of his hands. I saw my long neck in the mirror and realized when I turned to look over my left shoulder the resemblance to Madame Gautreau?s face and profile. I was excited that Anais and Renee had seen something in my earlier images; I looked more than a little like the young Virginie Amelie. Anais smiled as he took control, and the thrusts of his penis hit my glands and I shot a stream as I climaxed. He again slowly pushed into my body and I relished each withdrawal. He continued to fuck us slowly for a minute when he grunted, ?Oh Lisa, oh my girl, oooh Lisa!!? I felt his ejaculation deep within, as Anais pumped my bottom full of his seed. ?Oh yes, we?re here Lisa, ahhh!? I reached back to feel his still-stiff penis as it slipped from me and felt my fingers being coated with his flowing juice. I tried to squeeze his shaft as the pulsing penetrations slowed. ?This is very nice Anais,? as I bent to kiss my new lover. ?Can we make love on the bed next?? He smiled and stood while lifting me and the water fell from our bodies. ?I think that can be arranged Lisa,? he put me down as my toes extended. He was tall, and though I was five-seven, he was almost six foot. He pulled the towels about us but I dropped to my knees and licked and kissed the cock that had been deep in my bottom seconds ago. The last drops of his cum oozed from his softening dick. Moaning, Anais said, ?Oh shoot, Lisa, can we wait at least a few minutes?? So I stood and ran off to my dressing suite, my breasts bouncing. I had a plan and needed some time to fix my face and dress for him. I was happy and excited for the sex was easier than I had anticipated. Anais didn?t have a fat penis but he was long, well over seven inches, and he became really hard each time. As he penetrated me in the bath I was surprised that his hard cock hadn?t cause me grief. Maybe the luxurious warm bath oil helped, but I was giddy thinking of my planned outfit. Renee had suggested that I think about this outfit several weeks ago and I had arranged the garments yesterday evening. - - - - - - - - - The red heels started the idea and Renee had then handed me the red suspender. ?I wouldn?t think you would wear a bra but here is the matching one. The thong panty is risqu?,? she said handing me the skimpy red lacy garment. ?I think nude hose?, correct Renee?? I had planned to wear a black bodycon dress to conceal the outfit and added dangling crystal earrings. She had taught me how to create a ponytail with the a wrap of my hair. ?It's sexy like this Lisa.? - - - - - - - - - My makeup was simple, I?d darken my brows to nearly black and I kept the shadow subtle on my eyes, only the mascara was sharp. My lips were covered with a pinkish mauve stain that would stay on even with his penis in my mouth. The red band holding the hose? accentuated my now narrowed waist. My hope was this afternoon would be remembered by Anais forever. He had found a way and the means to help me and I wanted to pleasure him, again and again. As I put on the blush-ivory chemise, with a rose motif trimming the bodice, I saw the necklace resting in the case, and then the original white stone bottom plug. I lubed the end and pulling my slip up and away, as I pushed the plug it easily into my body. It felt wonderfully familiar, and it caused a wiggle in my steps. As I walked into the bedroom in the black dress with my hair flowing down my back he was lying down atop the white satin sheets. He saw me and said, "You know, I can?t think with you dressed like that," but he smiled, leaning up off the bed a bit. I began my prepared dance; slowly moving and wiggling my hips, turning so he could watch my bottom. My dance felt erotic and my eyes were focused on Anais, as I shimmied and slowly began to lift the snug black garment up almost to my hips. I turned to allow Anais to look at my profile with my breasts slightly controlled by the loose neckline. I revealed my legs and the framing of the straps from the red lace suspender. The turning allowed me to lift the dress quickly and he caught sight of my breasts and smiled. Once I had the dress off, I dropped the chemise to the floor. I turned again and held and presented my bare breasts so he could see my erect nipples. My fingers rubbed down along my thong-covered mons as my dancing was causing my own arousal. My left hand patted the mons to emphasis my hidden bits. I leaned my shoulders back onto the wall and caressed my breasts, as I pinched the nipples that he had helped me grow. The tease was affecting me as I felt my ooze on the red thong?s thin panel. I moved towards him spinning slowly and then slipped up and across the bed to kiss him lightly but turned so that he could study my fingers playing at the cleft of my butt. As I pushed the thong panel aside he moaned at the sight of the white stone in my butt. I rubbed around my anus, attempting to withdraw the metal object, only to release it, and he watched as the metal toy re-entered my bottom. On the third pull, my bottom relaxed and the plug popped free. I tossed it to the floor. I knew he was carefully watching as my shiny first finger entered my body slightly. ?Oh my god, you are so amazing Lisa.? I heard the quiver in his voice. He was excited, by my playing with my ass. Thank god Renee had been insistent, watching me practice this bit of teasing. He watched quietly as I played at my tight hole; one finger slipped in slightly, then a second entered, probing and caressing the inner space, preparing the way for Anais. Turning about I pulled my red thong aside and my penis was free. I ran my finger along the length and I saw him wet his lips with his tongue. I was quite aroused and felt I might cum too quickly, for I wanted him to see me masturbate and orgasm, so that he would know he could be selfish while he fucked me. My one hand played with my sex, while the other caressed my breasts. I moaned from my growing arousal, and the excitement of my stimulation and seduction, as he watched in awe. I released the thong material and it slipped to conceal my very aroused penis. I was nearing release. I turned to look over my shoulder at Anais and his eyes brought me to climax. ?Oh, oh, oh Anais, yes, my fingers, my body, yours!!? I screamed as I climaxed on my hand. But he reached to pull me towards him, as his mouth quickly covered my sex, ?God yes, lover, eat me, ahh.? And I watched him, now as he nursed the last juice oozing from my softening little prick. I moved to kiss Anais now, but quickly he dropped my hand to his semi- erect penis. My lips reached his dick as my hand held him and I fellated my lover for the second time today. He held my banded hair as I moaned, while licking and sucking his hardening penis. His uncut foreskin moved under my fingers, as I enjoyed pumping his cock; this small detail, as the skin would covered and uncovered, his helmet, as my fingers pumped his thick shaft. I felt my dangling earring swinging to touch my cheeks as my tongue rolled about his beautiful man-toy. I held him as I moved up to kiss his mouth to let him know I was ready. Turning, I presented my bottom, and he moved briefly and I felt his tongue covering my back crease. Surprising me, he quickly shifted and in a blink he was inside me, and I gasped softly. ?Oh, ohh, Anais, oh, you are, shit, fucking, ohh!!? I moaned loudly as he enjoyed my ass again. He reached to gently hold my right breast, while slowly he moved further inside my body with his delicious cock. As he pushed in deeply, and my ass bobbed about I gasped again at the depth he was within me. Just as quickly I relished the feeling of his hot cock splitting me apart. Thank god for the lube. I had allowed Anais to mount me and now he held my ponytail as I pushed back into his groin to enjoy the pressure I felt deep inside my bottom. I was on my knees atop the bed as he entered me from behind, a position that seemed not so great, until now, as his hard cock was hitting the deep wall of my body just right. He slowed his thrusts, and we were both moving in unison now, fucking each other. His left hand moved to my left red heel and his right held my hip as he moved in and out of my tight canal. I moved to straighten up towards his chest, to change the angle of his thrusts and now he was smoothly fucking me. The sound of soft slapping flesh caused me to moan louder, as I was certain he might explode. He had more though, and he moved me lower onto my right hip, as he pulled my thong away and his cock re-entered me. I turned my head and we kissed while I held his head close and he touched my little bit of penis. He lifted my right leg high, to allow his deeper penetration of my body, and he took care to hold me just so as I was kissing him. His strong hands held me as he moved to bring me closer still against his chest. Anais held my hose? covered leg aloft as he continued to penetrate me strongly. ?Oh, oh, oh, oh yes, yes Anais, oh, oh,? I moaned on each of his inward thrusts. ?Oh god, ahh, ooooh, yes,? I gasped, as I had a mini orgasm again, but then I felt his climax start deep inside my bottom. I would have stopped, but he moved us so that I could watch him stuff me full again while I was on my back with both of my legs off of the bed. He bent down as my legs spread to either side and we kissed, while Anais?s cock pumped in and out in rhythm to my groans and moans. In this moment I realized that this was how a woman could be while beneath her lover, open and taking his cock; allowing him to fill her with his release. My hands were on his elbows as I felt the surging thrusts. The smooth rhythm of his movement might bring me off again, as he still plunged in and out of my tight opening, with my legs raised high now. Then he lowered my legs and my thighs were pushed nearly flat against the satin, as I attempted to squeeze my lover?s cock. Anais slowed, and I knew something special was about to happen. I felt the first jet, and then the shots continued, deep inside my bottom. ?Lisa, yes, Lisa, Yes, fucking, so tight, Lisa!? he screamed loudly while he continue to bang against my body. We both reached to be closer, I was against his chest, as he breathed deeply and our mouths met, still with his cock slipping in and out of my body. I reached down and pulled his prick from my ass to allow the last spurts to cover my smooth belly and the red suspender. He had fucked me earlier in the tub but this one, I would not forget, for the orgasm in my hole caused me to tremble for a minute afterward. Anais spooned me, as again he entered my body, so that I could feel his erection slowly soften. He held me while I napped with his soft penis back inside me. I hadn?t been prepared for such wildfire sex, but I was happy Anais was atop me now. When I became alert he was still close, but he had rolled us to his hip, and the tip of his cock was still slightly within my opening. I resisted moving as I heard him snore softly and lay still considering the luck of our search, and the effect of my note nearly nine months ago. I shimmied down and pushed his semi-stiff body again inside me. I was his. I was this woman, with his cock inside me, a slept. I stirred before Anais and cupped my bottom to run to the bath. His loving cream was flowing from my bottom. I rinsed quickly but even three minutes later my bottom was oozing his semen. Again I realized that women can be loved, but the preparation and attention to the body was important. I cleaned my newly christened bottom carefully and returned to slumber with him at my side. Later that evening he asked to take me to dinner. We decided on a small bistro and I dressed casually since it was Thursday. He suggested that we might meet people he knew. Looking at me he said, ?Just now Lisa, you are beautiful and I?m sure anyone will be supportive, these people have heard me speak of my ?friend? and they will adopt you into the group.? So wearing my black leather pants, a white blouse and a pair of black low heels we drove in his sports car to the village. He was a careful driver and he talked of this love of 1990?s German automobiles, ?This is unique Audi but I hope to find a good older 911 soon.? The details he spoke of were beyond me, but I picked up the notion that the smaller older cars were special to him. After dinner, a tall striking woman approached our table. ?Hi Anais, this must be Lisa, hell dear, he has been swooning about you for weeks. Where is Renee tonight?? He spoke quietly about her departure as I considered his friend, wondering if she had been with him or not. ?Well, she may be free of you Anais but I think I?ll give her a call. I enjoy a good female friend and she and I need to re-connect.? Sammi was her name and she was a good-looking woman a few years older than Renee, taller though and a bit zaftig. I liked her easy smile. Anais said as she walked off towards the bar. ?She and Renee could be good for each other.? I knew then that he had slept with Sammi, but he didn?t protest when I quizzed him, ?Yeah, once, about six months ago. She came over with Renee one evening. Renee had to leave and Sammi spent the night.? ?I was lonely and Renee and I were doing the thing, with you I mean, so we had agreed not to be lovers. Renee knew what I wanted and,? he reached across the table to take my hand, ?well now you are here Lisa.? Sammi was on my mind, though I asked about Renee. He shared a smile. "We weren't lovers Lisa". He said, ?She is bisexual though." I had a smile on my face as I told him, "Okay, and being with her was quite fun Anais,? I said but I grinned as I slipped my heel off, and my hose? covered leg moved up to his groin, ?but now I would like to return to sleep with you.? I had other plans and hoped he would let me into the large bed again tonight. With me holding his hand, he smiled as his other hand came to rub my foot across his stiffness. I saw him nod and a few minutes later we were on the way back. He didn?t talk of cars during our return ride so I asked him if he had been with others, ?Yes Lisa, Sasha and I met, while on a cruise.? He spoke of this young transwoman but he was uncomfortable. I had been surprised by his use of the term ?Ladyboy?. ?She could not see a life together,? Anais said with a frown. ?That was over a year ago, actual eighteen months. He, I meant to say she, was fun but also had issues that would have been difficult to resolve. She was not happy with herself.? He wondered aloud how difficult some people?s lives are. ?I grew up with positive support and love, you know Lisa. My sexuality was never due to self-hate,? Anais said and reached to touch my leather covered thigh. Anais asked me, ?Do you see yourself as happy Lisa? Did we do the right thing these past months?? I didn?t hesitate, ?Oh certainly Anais. I will never feel sorry that I sent my note, and the photos, and I am indeed lucky, I mean, that Renee cared to focus for us. We all want to be happy and though I made this effort, it was not driven by a tragedy. Your old girlfriend may have been troubled, but she opened up something in you.? I spoke of my youth. ?I knew I was different, but there was little support, and literally I had no positive role models.? He listened and I realized how great it was, to be with him and talking about the past, ?I recall hearing of a transwoman, Miriam, from Europe, how the tabloids covered her as a cheat, a fag, who tried to trick men.? Then I went quiet, as I had never voiced these thoughts. He was silent too, respecting my outburst. ?I can share this; sometimes I got caught up in the vanity of it all, becoming Lisa. I came, almost, really close to narcissism. Anyway, I got here, with you, somehow.? I snuggled against him. He told me that before the cruise he had only a brief encounter with a transsexual, on a business trip to Bangkok four years ago. ?The team leader booked an event at a restaurant and I met a Thai girl after dinner, though she wasn?t a k?toey. We went out after the meeting and there she introduced me to Nicha. They were roommates and, well Nicha and I slept together. She was a k?toey.? He knew he had enjoyed himself, but struggled with his perception. Nicha had a penis and Anais had enjoyed their time together. Anais appeared to be taking a longer way back tonight. As we drove in the darkness I asked if he had a picture of either woman. ?No, Lisa, though Sasha was passable, Nicha was quite small, barely sixty-two inches tall and, well she was a looker.? He was at a stoplight and he moved to kiss me, reassure me, though this information didn?t cause me a moment of jealousy. I was here with him, no others, and he had shown a great deal of compassion during the eight months of my transitioning. Anais told me, ?When I returned to the States I had a complete physical and tests. Though I felt the woman was honest when she spoke of her regiment to protect against a disease I needed to be sure.? He parked the car and we held hands for a walk to the door. Anais suggested that we enjoy the evening on the terrace. The stars were quite visible as we talked for another hour. He asked me if this day had been good. I smiled as I recalled the sex and the time we spent together. I kissed his near cheek. ?yes, and you were wonderful, and patient with me Anais.? He again mentioned the difficulty of waiting for me. I asked him how he had begun such an unusual search, and he spoke of mostly looking at web-based transfemmes. I was just curious, and this allowed me a perspective on his sexuality and personality. He explained that the cruise where he met Sasha was a mixed event. ?I wasn?t enjoying the loose, sex partying that first night.? He was comfortable talking of this other woman. ?Sasha and I met at the rooftop pool near midnight on a night with a nearly full moon. The place was empty except for us.? He did not share the details of their hooking up but he told me, ?Sasha was good looking, you know of Jamie Clayton? Well, she reminds me of Sasha, tall and slim, but Sasha was just not a happy person Lisa.? That trip led to connecting with Renee on the Alt site, but in-between he was alone. ?When Renee suggested we meet to prepare a search for me, that same week she saw your posting.? We had moved to the media room due to the chill and the TV was on though we weren?t paying attention. ?Can you tell me about the black gown Anais?? I asked as I moved closer on the sofa. ?Well it is simple; I saw the painting in London when I was on business several months ago and the Gallery notes mentioned Sargent?s love life. I found a woman in the city here and she made the copy. Renee provided her the measurements about ten weeks ago.? I asked, ?She was able to guess my measurements though we had never met?? He was muddled on this issue, ?Somehow, I guess, yes.? He told me that seeing me trying it on the other morning caused him to convince Renee that her work was completed. ?When can I wear it for you Anais?? I asked, looking at him as he stood and the TV went dark. He came to my side. ?Do you really want to wear it Lisa?? And I nodded. He stood and pulled me to his chest, ?Do you think you can handle it by yourself? Renee suggested that getting it on alone would be nearly impossible.? I had to agree as I considered the careful clasps. Then he suggested that I contact Renee and ask her if she would come by. I considered this but said, ?Tomorrow is too soon though, maybe next week, or the following.? I suggested. He was near the doorway ?I would like to spend time alone with you.? He walked back and I moved onto my knees on the sofa cushion. He snuggled against me and felt his arousal. We both were tired as we walked up to the bedroom. I quickly fell asleep atop the duvet. I felt Anais move me during the night. It was after nine the next morning when I stirred and felt his morning wood against my thigh. He was snoring and I moved beneath the sheets and licked him gently. The thin material allowed enough light for me to study his penis and the foreskin. I resisted taking Anais into my warm mouth instead stimulating his cock by licking and teasing the pre-cum. My actions didn?t seem to disturb him but a few moments later he was climaxing and I had to move quickly to cover him. He came in my mouth without a single thrust and he didn?t awaken. I was suspicious, as I removed the sheet to see him smiling and he was looking at me. ?That was a nice morning surprise Lisa.? I hadn?t swallowed all of his semen yet as he pulled me up and his tongue parted my lips. ?I like that you can enjoy my stuff Lisa,? he said kissing me quickly, ?but I need to brush and shave. He walked naked to the bath with my eyes enjoying the view of my new lover?s ass. A few minutes later I heard a soft knock. The Maid came in with coffee and a daffodil in a stem vase?. ?Thank you, Gloria,? I heard Anais say to her as I pulled the sheets about my body. I think she knew of my gender history, but Anais and I would have to discuss her presence. She clearly had seen him naked before, as she had not paused to enter after her single knock on the door. - - - - - - - - - Over the next few days Anais began to relax, as I did with him, and each day we would find time to be with one another. The days after we had made love the first time quickly became a week. I found many things to do and my work on my game was keeping me busy too. Anais would visit the Club to play golf every few days. We had been spending hours in bed and our sex was amazing. I enjoyed licking Anais early many mornings. We would meet in the bath after his golf and we would make love in the afternoons. My call to Renee had found she was out of town. She and I had talked for almost an hour. She asked many questions about how I was adjusting and wanted details on his attention and care. When I told her of Anais? new car she was excited. She told me of an earlier car Anais had considered. ?He took me to shop for one older 911 twice. Those are quite nice. He is very picky so he must have found a special one.? I found driving with Anais in the new small car fun. The size was just right. He told me it was almost a relic. ?1993, when these cars didn?t have radiators, you know like the old Volkswagen Bugs?? I felt so sexy riding in this and he would sit beside me as we toured the countryside. Most days we had no plans, and would sometime stop to eat or have a drink. He wanted me to drive. ?I love watching you enjoy yourself Lisa,? he said. ?But my papers have not been changed and a police stop could be awkward.? He relented and again took the wheel. During one longer ride I told him that I was excited to see Renee soon, ?Do you understand my attraction Anais?? I asked him as he was driving. It had been over four weeks since she had left the house. I leaned across the console and kissed him, ?I do love being with you and having you deep within my body, but she was the first, and the trust you and I share, well it has developed.? I intended to surprise him and said, ?I hope you can countenance her to sleep with me.? I thought he might respond negatively but I saw him smile. He offered, ?I will even turn off the cameras for your privacy Lisa.? Then Anais accelerated rapidly and I focused on the roadway and the car?s handling. Renee agreed to a visit the following Friday; I would have to wait almost ten days. I seemed to have a supportive friend, as we discussed many things on the phone before her visit. I did not tell her that I missed her, and her touch. Though Anais was an amazing lover, I wanted more of Renee?s feminine loving. I could still recall her scent and wanted my face moist with her arousal. Maybe my relationship with her could be an occasional thing since I had grown comfortable with Anais. I recalled a moment during my second week at the house when Renee had brushed against my hip and I felt a spark; it was unusual and sensual being near her but I had let it pass since she was all business that day. A few days later when she was instructing me on the art of fellatio something also occurred but again we returned to the lesson without a pause. I now knew that Anais accepted me and he was smitten and his attention and loving allowed me a perspective that I couldn?t have understood when Renee was so close. Her leaving began my relationship with him, and the pause I initiated was also on my mind. I was starting to see his affection as true love rather than kindness. Ours was an arranged relationship and like those in other cultures, there was a strong respect at the base of his feelings as well as mine. Our expectations were realistic too. Both of these were due to Renee?s intimate involvement. I awoke the following night in the midst of a dream near release. Though I wasn?t hard my small penis was dripping. I had been dreaming of Renee. She had been on her back as I was licking and sucking her swollen hot pussy. She had pressed her thighs about my head, holding my mouth close, and she was moaning as her hips rolled and my tongue held still on her hard clit, I quivered with the memory and pointed my tongue reflexively. I did not fall asleep for over an hour and listened to Anais softly snoring. The following morning I was stirred before six by his hardness and I moved to languidly kiss and suckle his cock. He slowly became aware and awake as his fingers came to play in my long hair as my mouth covered him. I thought of Renee and the dream as my hand moved to hold my sex as Anais was near to cumming, I grasped him hard. ?No Anais, you will stuff this into me, now please.? I rotated to my left hip and in a second he was fucking my ass. His grunts were more aggressive as I was trying to get close again. I squeezed his dick with my now strong pelvic muscles and he slowed his pace. ?That is much better Anais, deeply push into my canal.? I was quivering but needed him to plunge into me for several minutes to achieve release. Sometimes I would orgasm quickly and other times I needed more attention. Now he was working at it, making love to me, and I bent around to kiss him as his hands caressed my breasts. ?Let me sit atop you Anais,? I moaned as his cock slipped out. ?Now I can fuck us,? My feet rested, locked on top of his strong thighs, as I began to bounce atop his missile. ?Let me rub you Lisa.? And his fingers came to pat my mons and my still restrained sex. I wanted him to shoot inside my body this morning so I kept focus and a minute later I felt him begin to buck my thighs. ?Oh yes, Lisa, oh.? He was ejaculating as I slowed my movements and clenched his cock, ?Oh god yes Anais, fuck me!!? and I fell forward exhausted on to his naked chest. My night thong was soaked from his release as well as mine. I closed my eyes for a minute, only to see him licking my cleft. He had rolled me to my hip and had my leg lift upward as he licked my oozing hole. When he was finished cleaning me he came and kissed me, but his mouth was nearly empty. ?All mine this morning Lisa,? as I closed my eyes. Three hours later I awoke, again with a dream of Renee, this time she was releasing her body to my willing tongues attention. I looked around, but Anais was gone. After my shower I dressed in a more evocative fashion, I clipped the full fashion hose? that reminded me of Renee onto the rose? suspender and slipped my soft breasts into the cups of demi-brassiere, thinking her hands caressing my nipples. Anais saw me, having come back from a run. He stood leaning against the doorframe, as I stepped into my four-inch heels. ?I like that you can arouse me by simply dressing Lisa. We will be back in bed soon?? he chuckled as I pulled the silk chemise over my head. I prepared my face and spent the time as she had shown me weeks ago when she had told me, ?You may choose how you look Lisa, for every day you can vary your face, your lips and your garments. This is a part of a lady?s prerogative.? Then she added, ?A woman can speak to one man, turn and look at a second, while she is thinking of a the cock of a third man.? She had explained that I now had the freedom and could select my lovers. ?Men or women will be attracted to you Lisa,? I had listened carefully and wished that she had said, ?as I am to you? but she had not. I heard my heels on the floor as I entered the kitchen to see Anais making a second cup of coffee. He turned and smiled seeing me in a black dress with swiss-dots embellishing the sheer decolletage, a sleeveless bodice at my waist defining my new figure. ?Are we going out this afternoon Lisa?? he asked. I smirked and said quietly. ?Or are we staying in and you are seducing me?? He stepped near and I felt him touch my bottom as he moved to kiss me. ?Let?s stay in and,? he started to say. I kissed him. Preparing and dressing had been so exciting, and I was quite horny as I felt his hand slip up along my thigh and caress the naked skin above my hose?, a moment later he held my sex, having slipped his finger into my thong. His passionate kiss continued. I had to have Anais now. And also wanted to be with Renee. I wanted him to make love to me; I needed her to make love to me. Now Anais moved and I was in his arms, as he carried me back up the stairs. ?You should do this twice, three times a week, Lisa,? he said as I dropped my hand and felt his hard cock through his running shorts. ?No golf today, sailor?? I taunted. I saw my hose? clasps as my dress hem rose. Anais was looking at my thong-covered sex. ?Doesn?t that hurt Lisa, I mean the tape, and the tight panty, on the sensitive skin?? I simply nodded for him to continue walking upward. ?Why the bed Anais?? I wanted him so badly and I had moistened my body, ?Can?t you just do me right here on the stairs?? and he looked into my eyes and he knew I was ready. I felt the carpet on my bare bottom for he had set me down and pushed my tight dress up about my tummy. I looked up as he ripped off his black boxing shorts and I saw his hard cock. He took his time to deconstruct my sexy outfit, removing each item when necessary for more access to my sex. His tongue teased my every curve intimately, and his hands were now hooked around my nylon clad thighs, spreading them open for further ministrations. Then, his nose pressed against the top of my ass-cleft and he dragged his tongue down and over my twinkle-hole, slowly, punctuating it with a one finger, than a second. ?Yes, Lisa, now.? I held his arms as he teased my hole with the tip of his sex and then I pulled him closer and he entered my body. I held him as his cock stabbed in and out of my bottom; he was a bit aggressive but his fucking did not cause me any pain and I began to rock my ass cheeks across the wool carpet. ?Lisa, we can fuck now, again later, tomorrow, even tonight, fucking,? I felt my orgasm begin as his penis hit that spot inside my body. I was moving atop his fat head, rotating, and deep pushes back on top of his hard stick. A moment later I released into my thong as I saw Anais close his eyes. I held onto his shoulders still bouncing and rolling as he plowed into my body and then he shuddered as he shot his sperm deep inside of my body. ?Oh, god yes, Lisa, ahhh!? he screamed, and then grunted as a second shot was spat inside my hole. As Anais had climaxed he had torn the lower shear skirting of my expensive dress. I smiled as his cock continued to twitch in my canal. This was now to be a prelude, me dressing carefully, and i would be repeating the act, soon. I loved that Anais had Renee prepare such an assortment of beautiful dresses and outfits for me. Well, I was sure that Renee had insisted, and the selections had been all Renee?s efforts. We stayed there on the stairs for some minutes, with him buried deep in my ass. I reached to my bottom to collect the semen as it began to slowly leak from my bottom. I considered how exciting these hours had been, since the dream had awoken me early this morning. I closed my eyes and saw an image of Renee naked and across the bed in the guest suite, awaiting my tongue and possibly more. ?Lisa, who was the stimulation for your dressing this morning, me or Renee?? he asked softly. I felt Anais roll and he looked into my eyes as he bent to kiss me lightly on my lips. His penis had softened now and my hand was covered with his seed, but I reached and pulled him closer and as I kissed him my hand smeared across his chest and the back of his shirt. I said, ?Maybe for her, but for you as well Anais.? He was covered in our sex juice. Later he suggested that he would contact a photographer, ?I think you and I should have a quality record of the dressing next Friday. Madame X will yield to my beautiful Lisa.? He asked me to text Renee his idea. Just his mentioning her name, caused me to become aroused, thinking that she would be here on Friday was distracting. ?I think I will request that Renee might stay the weekend.? Anais then said, ?if that is okay with you Lisa?? he asked. I bit my lower lip; of course I wanted her to stay but I dissembled. ?She may have made other plans Anais,? though I knew she wouldn?t have done so. I didn?t want him to feel I was too excited to see her. God knows why I was acting like this. At mid-day on the following Monday Anais watched as I removed the long black gown from the hanger and held it up with one hand on my bosom and the other at my tummy. We were anticipating the visit with Renee, and he was ready to explain why he had hired a seamstress to sew the beautiful garment. I saw him smiling in the reflection of the mirror. In the early afternoon sunlight I noticed details that had escaped my attention. ?Yes, I will need her aid Anais, I... ? But he smiled and then moved closer and kissed me. ?It does looks amazing, but Renee won?t be here until Friday. I am happy to see that you will enjoy my present Lisa.? Taking the gown, he helped me settle it back on the hanger. With the long hem arranged, we closed the armoire and he stood close and again kissed me lightly as I re-settled my short red ruched dress and my thong. I slipped my heels back on as we walked out of the suite. ?Let?s have some wine. I have found a few bottles of Domaine du Croc du Merle. My grandfather was involved with the Loire vineyard.? We walked to the enclosed terrace where he had placed the chilled wine in a white marble chiller. I sat beside him on the soft white canvas sofa. I turned to take the glass he offered as he began to speak from memory about the woman whom he had been named for; actually it was much more complicated. ?You are telling me that your grandfather lived as a woman?? I asked as I shifted even closer to my lover, surprised at the revelation. He simply said, ?Yes,? then he began to explain. His story began with the man he was named for, and I listened attentively. I enjoyed hearing him talk of France, as I had never been to Europe. The wine was a simple Loire Valley white, some Pinot Blanc with a splash of Sauvignon Blanc. Anais spoke of the viniculture and I felt he was well versed regarding the vineyard techniques. The wine went down easily and after an hour he opened a second bottle after telling me of the region. ?I spent several summers in the Loire when I was just out of high school. My Aunt sent me to stay at one of the vineyards Anais had managed. The family treated me as a son, though my grandfather had passed before I was born.? He spoke of several cousins and relatives but not of his mother so I listened to the history. ?Anais, my mother?s parent, well, he was a petite boy and he traveled to Paris with his mother when he was young. They stayed with family friends in a generous home in the 15th arrondissement. My mother?s family was originally well-off and owned several vineyards, but by the time grandfather Anais was ready for school the vineyards had suffered a setback due to poor financial management. My great?grandfather seems to have fled to avoid the responsibilities. This separation occurred several years before the Great War and Anais? mother had to seek employment. When Anais was ten she was offered a position as a house manager for a wealthy Parisian gentleman. Anais moved with his mother to Paris, to a comfortable house on Rue Saint Charles, to work for the troubled family. When Monsieur Gautreau died he left his American wife his estate, and Anais and his mother continued to live with the Gautreau?s in Paris. Madame Amelie, enjoyed my young grandfather?s company and he grew to admire the young widow. His mother and Anais traveled regularly to Brittany with the Gautreau family, especially as the war neared Paris in 1914.? I jumped to conclude the connection to the Madame X gown he had re- created but he had a more involved story, ?It is not difficult now, today, I mean, with you so beautiful Lisa, but for years I was embarrassed by this piece of the family history. You see, Anais was quite androgynous, and after school he had to move away from his mother, and Madame Gautreau. Madame Gautreau was not involved sexually with Anais, but he wrote of his lust for her and his mother feared a liaison might develop. Madame Gautreau wished to protect the petite boy, my grandfather Anais, for she saw his effeminate behavior and attempted to aid Anais. His mother refused this adventure and he was forced to leave the household. The maternalism of the Madame almost ruined my great-grandmother for the Madame tried to remove her freedom of directing her son Anais.? I listened as he told me how his grandfather initiated his life in Paris, as ?he? was set aside and ?she? arose. ?Anais chose to live as a young female, and her femininity became her independence.? Here Anais paused to sip his wine. ?It is a nice vintage, 2004.? ?She, my grandfather, was determined to experience love and to live ?her? life as an artist. She could be called a ?sensualist? for she consciously reached to experience the mystery of being in the world. Anais held desires were towards both women and men Lisa, and she somehow became financially independent. But there was a wildness in her, and my mother once told me of the destructive behavior, and yet my mother adored her true father, Anais. Grandfather Anais kept her name, though she lived her life as a woman. Anais never married but she did become involved with a woman who bore a baby girl, named Claudine; this was my mother.? I saw a small worn leather volume and he opened it, ?Here is a note that Anais made in 1924, while she was living with a modestly successful banker; she was back in Paris." Anais read slowly and with feeling: 'I am gentle and dutiful with him as I obediently bend my head and let him kiss me as my nakedness arouses him. The thickness of his sex is near and my lips open as he caresses my back, his fingers roaming in my long brown hair. I ask for nothing and avoid any quarrel with him for his lovemaking was how I came to define myself. My lips now aroused him and his stiff rod would shoot into my warm mouth. I wisely feared that he might give into his threat to expose my true sex to our friends. His actions at times frighten me, and then at other moments he loves and cares deeply for his ?girl?. Later I know that he will fill me all at once, pushing his meaty prick into my opening. I dress to attract his stare, and by leaning over the ottoman I bring his stiffness closer, and he will come to kiss me. Unhappily, it is only his lovemaking that keeps me near him for there are days when he threatens; he seems determined to expose my history. I bend my will to his, that his persistence, his sexual needs, will keep him with me and curb my defiant activities. I love his lewd eye and his lusty play, yet his need to domineer me is certain.? There were many pages and my lover quietly read to me, he paused and removed something from the back of the small old book. ?Here, this I found after my mother had passed. It is Anais, in Paris, sometime in the nineteen-twenties.? I took the four-inch ragged sepia-toned image; it was a photo of a woman wearing a white dress shown from the waist up. Her hair appeared to be a soft brown and she held it partially up with her left hand. There was a studied care in her manner, and she stared directly at the camera. Her jawline was ladylike, as was her neck. ?She is beautiful Anais, this is whom you were named for?? I asked. He simply nodded and continued to read, ?This is another letter, written when my grandfather Anais was a dancer. She was still in Paris, it was addressed to her mother and dated 1919. ?I have heard of Madame Gautreau passing and wonder if you will now allow me to visit. I have found work as a dancer and have saved some money. I find the opinions of France towards women like me as wrong; we cannot vote and are treated as fragile, unstable creatures. I have renounced my gender, Mother, and must adjust to the social constrictions. I have adopted my femaleness, and have answered my question, ?Who am I??. I find that outside the dance club where I work I can sometimes be ostracized, but within, the men and other dancers, care for me and treat me well. Several of these others have been quite supportive. I work nearly every night, Mother, but the days are my own and I pursue my invisible adventure on the streets. Few Parisians know that concealed beneath my dress and chemise are my bandaged breasts, yes I have small ones, covered with my bandeau. I am allowed to be female by all who hardly know me, yet resented by many who knew of my boyhood. I will live free and exist as another; my sexuality is my own and yet I do wish you.? He looked at me and said, ?The second page is missing.? I thought of a question. ?Do you know if she was ever allowed to return, to see her mother?? I saw this caused Anais anxiety but he changed the subject. ?She met many interest men and women and several were close. One man followed her suggestion on an investment and he shared with her an annual stipend, as compensation for the idea, which allowed her some freedom to further embrace her femininity.? I watched as he opened the old book and removed a second photo and handed it to me. It was damaged from being folded. It was a nude, but in the picture Anais had her hips rolled to conceal her sex. Her breasts were small but appeared natural. ?How? Then, her breasts look quite real,? I said. Anais spoke of her drugs, as I was stunned by his description of the early version of a hormonal treatment. ?It wasn?t until 1928 or 29, that estrogen as a hormone was understood, but clearly she had access. Maybe her banker friend helped with this. The date is on the back,? he said softly. I turned it quickly over and saw the note. ?1930, ?my bosom has arrived?,? written in a feminine script. I guessed that Anais would have been about thirty-one when the photo was made. I looked at the grainy image and asked my lover, ?Who gave you this, and the book Anais?? He quickly handed me the packaging. ?It arrived about six, actually seven months ago.? I read the return address but was unfamiliar with the French village; it was a DHL soft-pak envelope. ?My cousin Suzette found this in a large metal trunk. It had been in the hayloft of one of the barns at the vineyard. The building had partially collapsed and her husband discovered this old collection. She is having the other contents cleaned, and additional items forwarded to me.? Suzette had sent a list of the items, clothes, hairbrushes, and several hats. I reviewed the list of forty or so items quickly, as Anais watched me. ?This antique Chanel 1920's dress is wonderful,? I said as I looked at the snapshot of the black garment which featured an asymmetrical collar finished with gold buttons stamped with ?Coco Chanel France.? There were several small items listed as well; rhinestone encrusted clip-on earrings, a double-strand pearl necklace with a Chanel clasp. I heard Anais say, ?Some of these items may be valuable,? but I was clueless. He continued, ?Suzette is having several of the jewelry items cleaned and appraised. The entire collection will be sent soon.? He knew of his grandfather?s life only through the stories his mother Claudine had shared; only some small history. Now he had this old handwritten volume. He continued to read: ?I left Rue Saint Charles as directed by my mother. She was angry with my choices and attempted to compel me to stop my behavior or she would abandon me. She was quite troubled by my insistence of living as a woman. Mother did not want a girl. In my view there was little choice and I quietly made my mind and intended to live as a woman. Madame Gautreau was quite the opposite from Mother, as she allowed me to practice my skills with her direction. Early on my mother didn?t seemed to care about my dressing, but on the day I had elected to fully dress, and I had prepared my hair and face, she became furious. I was in the bathroom when she walked in; she screamed and pulled my hair loose, she slapped me hard, across my face, and then she tore my dress from my body. When she saw the elastic holding the rice bags onto my chest she reached to pull it loose as we collapsed from the fight. She forced me to leave that afternoon and I was left to beg on the streets. Somehow I believed a new world could be possible and was convinced that I would be free and could live without her support. The first few nights were difficult but the weather was fine and I slept in the Parc off the path. I had only a small bag and the one remaining dress that I had made with the assistance of Madame?s seamstress. I wandered about the city looking for some type of work. A small bistro hired me to prepare vegetables and the small wages allowed me to pay for a dirty and bare room nearby. Somehow within a week I was living as I had hoped, as a woman and independently, with work and a slum-like place to sleep.? Anais paused and considered what he wanted to say and I saw his moistening eyes. ?Anais?s mother, my great grandmother, had wanted her only son to live a falsehood, but she, Anais, chose to live an imitative identity. Somehow she lacked the view that in this period in Europe, her penis was a right to control women. Back then women were habitually excluded from society. They struggled to find self-expression after the moral adjustments of the late fin-de-si?cle era in Paris. It was a contradictory place for independent thinking women. My grandfather, as she lived as a woman, somehow found opportunities as well as release from the constraints of the City, as she was willing to break taboos. She writes of her style of dress.? ?I wear practical garments, a separate blouse and skirt, and the dashing full bow-tie as a symbol to modern free women.? My lover Anais looked at me and said, ?Lisa, her clothes and her appearance allowed her some freedom, to move around without fear, and this is just what I have hoped for you.? The next passages he read were about how his grandfather, Anais, met his first female lover, Michelle, and how these two protected each other over the first year. ?The two were living together but Anais was not happy. Michelle was a few years older and could be condescending to the twenty-year old ?new woman?, as Anais referred to herself. Michelle did not like that Anais was dancing and could become jealous. Eventually the relationship failed when Anais met a young entrepreneur who offered her special attention and introduction to the French bourgeois culture. With me looking over his shoulder he continued, translating the French text, ?She writes of once sitting in as a model for several artists.? I asked Anais to pause a moment with a question. ?Have you spoken with Renee about these details?? I wondered how she felt hearing this history, for Anais had a longing for a transfemme. ?Oh yes, she has heard of grandfather and the change.? I wondered if he had any dressing fantasies. ?And do you have a dressing fantasy?? I asked. He looked at me, as if the question was curious. ?Well, Lisa, I had the gown made for my lover, so it is clearly my fantasy, but putting it on myself? No, I want to enjoy you wearing it, and I hope soon.? He continued, "There were artists, she does not name these male painters, but she does name a woman she was seeing, Dorelia, who seems to have been studying at the Academy.? He spoke of the liaison the two women formed, though clearly romantic. ?Anais writes obliquely of Dorelia. They must have feared being exposed,? he said. I was still slightly behind his chair and I allowed my hands to wander down to his chest. The details of the strange tale were arousing something within me. My Anais spoke of his grandfather?s sexual experiments and though this had occurred nearly one hundred years ago it seemed normal, so familiar to me now, but I had the assistance of the Internet and others, and Renee?s help, which guided me through these experiences. To have made these decisions over ninety years ago required serious courage and conviction. Then he stood and walked to the desk; returning. Anais handed me a slightly larger image. ?This is a painting of her, Anais, my grandfather, sometime after nineteen-thirty.? I took the small work he handed me. It was a glass-covered small oil- painting, of a seated figure, clearly a woman, sitting with light falling across her breasts, her nudity adding to the feeling of intimacy, but her posture seemed static, object like. Her face was turned slightly to the side, showing her profile with her fingers touching her long hair. ?Do you see the note on the reverse? It indicates that the artwork was a gift from Monsieur Ayral, ?Mon Dieu, you are a beauty?. I believe he was the one who provided her the stipend. Anais evidently fought the push from this man towards domesticity, its intimacy and the limits that such a lifestyle might bring to an independent minded woman. Therefore she resisted his seduction.? I listened as he continued to read, but this passage seemed from an earlier time: ?As I matured and accepted my nature as Anais, a woman, I came to fault my mother for this androgyny, my near feminine appearance, as mother was almost too lovely. Early on I desired to mimic her beauty and therefore became receptive. When my mother overheard my quiet conversations with Madame Gautreau she began to grow suspect of my sexuality as it related to the older woman. I was unwilling to wait for the changing world and the possible circumstances for my womanhood to be accepted. I craved to become invisible, a simple female; a women who lived each day uniquely, and I would strive to appear so, to be a girl. I needed to be a normal woman, not a freak. I wanted the whole of the Paris society to be witness to the fact that I existed without them being aware what was concealed by my knickers, beneath my skirt or dress. I also realized that I was not normal in my head, as I did not mourn the loss of my ?hero? male gender condition, as many men seemed to feel. I eventually came to want to be penetrated and even discussed this early on with Madame Gautreau. Later when I was living en-femme I slowly allowed my sexual play to move beyond erection, instead enjoying the insertion and stimulation deep within my bottom. There were men, several quite ardent in their love for me, but I was for Dorelia. Later as her gender role evolved, hers developed opposing mine. She required that I slip further towards a female and receive her.? I watched my Anais as now stood and he moved close beside me now, ?Her needs reminded me of yours Lisa. She conditioned herself because she couldn?t see any other world than a woman?s. She willfully ignored the status of life in France because she saw herself as able to exist as a female, developing the desire to receive, as a woman. In one of the difficult pages she writes of her desire for ?functioning femininity?. She saw the world quite uniquely for her times.? I could sense that he had had enough and i suggested that we retire. In the morning I received a text from Renee. She was unable to visit due to a fall her mother sustained. She would travel home for several weeks to help care for her. I explained this to Anais while we had our coffee. ?Okay Lisa, then maybe we can consider my trip idea.? He wanted to travel with me to Europe, it was a different life being with someone for whom work was not necessary. I had not traveled to Europe, but I resisted, and suggested we travel in several months. Later that day while I nursed at his cock, an idea came to me. I had never been to a dance club. I would ask Anais to take me this weekend. I licked his shaft while slowly my hand pumped his long penis. Orally loving him had become quite exciting, and though it was not daily I played with his dick frequently. He was lying back against the sofa while I fellated his wonderful phallus, but I paused and asked, ?Do you understand that I have so much joy from sucking you off Anais?? He opened his eyes. ?I will never complain Lisa, and your mouth feels delightful!? I smiled and looked up to his eyes as my mouth again engulfed his hardness. My fingers now held him as I focused on his climax, by licking only the helmet. A moment later his hips were twitching from side to side and he groaned as his cock shot into my open mouth. I walked to the bath for a warm cloth and returned to clean his penis, as I wiped the softened flesh, my finger dropped to his anus. ?I forgot to insert my finger, I hope it was still good for you Anais.? But he waved off my concern. We were becoming quite good sexually, Anais and me, and I loved the deep release I regularly experienced with his cock. When he was inside me he could do something, and his penis would hit me just so. Many times I initiated the sex, as I wanted more than I ever would?ve guessed. The self-play I previously experienced was a weak attempt at being sensual. He and I were ramping up my expectations. Many of my afternoon trysts were carefully considered; with a new outfit or look. I had yet to completely examine my wonderful wardrobe. I was definitively in lust with Anais, but I was still curious about being with a woman, and with the news from Renee, I wanted my own adventure. I thought about this before I asked him to take me out. He might have to simply accompany me. I planned to ask him to get a room for the three of us. I realized that the details and sharing a woman might upset him. I had never done such a thing; even just considering the rendezvous caused me concern. What if I met and selected someone malicious and something bad occurred? I withheld my request until the following morning. When I opened my eyes he was still asleep but his penis was hard; I pulled down the sheet and licked my fingers to open my bottom. Slowly I lowered myself atop his cock, and I was happy as he slipped in without the lube. My opening was different now after having had him penetrate my bottom almost twenty-five times in the three weeks. I was filled now resting atop his thighs, and slowly moved back and forth. I had my eyes closed as I continued to carefully, lovingly fuck his cock. A moment later I opened my eyes to see Anais looking up at me. ?Good morning my lover, Lisa. What can I do for you today?? he said softly. It seemed like a good question and I immediately asked him to take me out dancing. He listened to my request but said, ?You want to be with a woman, don?t you sweetie?? and I nodded. He shifted up and kissed me. ?I can understand. Do you want me to watch, or do you want to do this independently Lisa? Either way we will go to Essex this evening.? He now was doing most of the work as his fucking dick split my ass open. He slipped out for a moment but I quickly re-positioned him. ?Oh yes, Anais, fuck me, oh god, you are deep,? I sighed as he was totally inside me, ?uummm, umm, yes.? I stirred as he penetrated me, feeling lusciously fulfilled. My legs became languid, as he held each, spreading me wide. For this second, everything was a blur; I was a woman being fucked by her lover. I closed my eyes as I felt my orgasm coming; I relished the smooth passage of his penis into my body as he caused me to shoot into my black night-thong. ?Oh Anais, yes, oh Anais yes, fuck me!? I moaned as I was spent, and I fell into his arms as he slipped back down to the pillows. He continued moving, plunging inside of my body, as he was close now, as I tried to consider his offer. His thrusts increased as he came nearer to release. I felt his cock at my rim, and he released, coating my hole and perineum. As we rested we discussed the options. There was a hotel across from the Club. ?I feel I can be helpful,? Anais said, ?but I need not be there tonight Lisa, I mean in the room.? We agreed that we would book two small rooms. ?I will need hours to prepare,? I said and he laughed. But my mind had skipped ahead, wondering what her name might be, how she would ease me into her arms as we danced. I dreamed, "Touch me, please, Melanie." I hadn't even realized the words had left my lips until he made a noise. ?Are you going to be okay Lisa?? he asked. My mind was somewhere, between her thighs kiss her sex and tasting her wet pussy, just then and I purred softly, ?Surely Anais, I will need you near, to keep me safe, honey.? To Be Continued.... Act IV to follow Renee?s return...