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Thanks to Charlie again for his editorial skill, support and encouragement. Alecia, what the fuck was she doing here??? I turned to look at Lauren; she was talking to Maddison who was in turn pointing over at me! I got up and walked over. "Hi Lauren I was just wondering if you wanted to get lunch somewhere?" She hugged and kissed me. "Sorry baby I am flat out today, but I would love to take a rain check!" I mumbled hesitantly, "Yeah no worries Lauren, I will see you tonight." At least she acknowledged me this time. For the rest of the day I struggled trying to think of a logical explanation for why Alecia would have been in Laurens office. That night I got home early and prepared a nice dinner. I got out the massage table thinking I would get Lauren in the mood and maybe work Alecia into the conversation. Well part of the plan worked, I gave Lauren her massage and yes she was in the mood, but we got so carried away that dinner burnt and we exhausted ourselves making wild passionate love. As things got back on track between Lauren and I, she wanted to get back to the dress up routine. She got up with me every morning and as I walked out of the shower there she was twirling the panties around on her fingers like before, and her pleading imploring voice was more than I could take. "Please Michael, just wear them for me, I promise no one else will know, just you and me OK?" I relented, as always Lauren always gets her way. It's impossible for me to stay mad at her. Every day Lauren tried to get me to go a little further, but every time she pushed I rebuffed her. "No Lauren I said no and I meant it." All that did was to start another fight and she became increasingly angry with me. I made the decision that if she continued to disrespect my boundaries I would push back on everything including the panties. The following days I could see the level of frustration growing by the day. Things sort of eased over the weekend, we went out for a nice lunch on Saturday and Lauren dragged me around the shops with her. As we looked in dress shop windows Lauren would comment wow that would look so good on you, she slipped in remarks about how sexy I would look in this or that. I simply ignored her, trying hard not to spoil what had been a nice day. Monday morning Lauren got up in the morning with me and again tried the panties, it had been such a pleasant weekend I didn't wasn't to lose the magic, so I relented and pulled on the panties. It wasn't that I didn't like wearing the panties, in truth I did enjoy the silky feel and the feelings they evoked in me was growing on me. I just wanted Lauren to understand she couldn't disrespect me like that. Over the next couple of weeks Lauren ramped it up a little more every day, first she brought the stockings back and then it was stockings and suspenders, then the next she added the corset until finally during the weekends it was back to the whole makeup thing. Every time Lauren did my makeup she got better and better at it, by the end of the month even I was stunned at the transformation. I would sit for ages just looking in the mirror, who was this sexy looking chick staring back at me. That weekend after another marathon session of the hottest sex ever, Lauren asked if we could go shopping the next day. On Saturday morning I got up early, I took special care to wash off all of the remnants of the previous night. I almost scrubbed myself raw. I was dressed and downstairs before Lauren appeared. She looked at me with a disappointed look in her eyes. "Mikey why did you get dressed, I wanted us to have a girls day out today. I wanted to go out shopping with my girlfriend!" I just about choked on my muesli. "Girlfriend! Lauren, there's no way I would go out dressed as a woman in public. Jesus Christ what the hell are you thinking!" She wouldn't let it go. "Baby you are gorgeous and sexy. Nobody would guess and it would be so much fun. Some of my clothes will fit you really well and while we are out we can get you your own!" Bloody hell the disregard of my feelings on this was amazing. "Fuck off Lauren, I told you it's not happening so don't even think about it." "Oh come on Mikey don't tell me you aren't wondering what other people would say? I watch you every night looking in the mirror; surely you want the world to see the real you?" "Lauren this dressing up thing is something for us to share here at home. It will have to stay here at home if you aren't happy with that then maybe we should just put a stop to it altogether. I could never stand it if people knew. The fact that you threw me under the bus with Karla means I don't feel that I can trust you, so I'm not giving you another chance!" We did end up going shopping and Lauren being Lauren rushed from shop to shop but she wasn't shopping for herself she was trying to buy things for me, but every time she would get me to go and look at something she would try to hold it up against me. It was pissing me off. So I pretty much left her to her own devices and disappeared to do my own thing. That is until she called me on my phone asking to meet at the shoe shop. Reluctantly I walked in and she was sitting down with a couple of pairs of heels. She patted the seat beside her. She put her head on my shoulder. "Baby I need you to try these on." "I laughed fuck Lauren you don't listen do you baby. The answer is no OK!" She picked my foot up and held a pair of high heels beside my foot, trying to measure and compare. A sales girl came over asking if she could help. Lauren smiled. "Yes we are trying to figure out sizes." I gave Lauren a push as she tried to hold my leg. I stood up and walked off. Fuck I should have known she just wouldn't listen. She can be like a bulldozer when she sets her mind on something. We drove home in stony silence. Later that night as I did some work in the study, there was a gentle tap on the door, it was Lauren. She apologised but as always she tried to lay the blame on me complaining if I had just gone along with her it would have all been OK. She was pissed because she couldn't choose the shoes without my help. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her, not violently but firmly so she understood. "Lauren this isn't something I want OK, this is your little fantasy world. You are treating me like a Barbie Doll and you are playing dress up with me. Lauren please remember it's you who wants this not me. I have tried to tell you I don't want anyone else to know what we have been doing and I would be as embarrassed as hell if somebody realised." Lauren got all upset and long in the mouth, she stormed off. "You are such an idiot Michael, nobody would ever guess. Even your own mother wouldn't recognise you." "Yeah well what about today at the she shop? Did you see the smirk on that assistant? Christ Lauren I was mortified." "Michael this isn't the dark ages. People's sexuality is accepted today. There are millions of gender fluid people all over the world. She wouldn't have cared less. She only laughed at your behaviour." So that's how it went Lauren got all huffy, and I got all defensive and we struggled to find any common ground. Lauren kept the pressure on me over the next month or so and it got back to the stage where I spent more time dressed as a woman than as a man. We had been getting on great but it was too good to last. Lauren would not accept that I didn't want to go public. She tried every weekend to get me to go with her dressed up. But I couldn't do it; it scared the living hell out of me. Then one Sunday after Lauren had spent ages getting me dressed up, and she had done a stellar job. Even I was impressed with her efforts. As I admired my reflection in the mirror I couldn't help but be overwhelmed. It was getting harder and harder to push this sexy alter ego into the dark recesses of the closet. As I was posing and smiling at my reflection Lauren walked in and caught me. She giggled. "See baby you do like it. Look at you; you are like a little girl. You are so damn pretty Mikey, so very, very pretty." Anyway we were sort of relaxing although it was hard for me to relax dressed, I just never felt comfortable. I was always afraid someone would turn up so I always locked the doors. I was physically uncomfortable as well I didn't know how to sit with my privates tucked up out of the way. Well about two thirty in the afternoon my worst nightmare happened there was a knock on the door. Lauren jumped up fast to get it; I freaked and ran for the stairs locking myself in the study. It turned out to be Karla, I prised open the door just enough to hear what was being said. Karla was giggling along with Lauren, and it was then that I realised Lauren had set it up because I heard Karla laughing, "Well where is she then I can't wait to see." Lauren came bounding up the stairs. I locked the door as I realised she was headed my way. She knocked on the door. "Baby its only Karla come on out and say hello." "Give me half an hour to get changed I hissed and I will be down." "No Michael don't change, come down now as you are so Karla can see the real you. Please Mikey, let her see what I see." She kept rapping on the door, "Michael don't be a sissy come on be brave!" I'm not sure if she even realised what she had said, but it certainly turned my face red. Fuck that's what I am; she's turned me into a fucking sissy, dressed in girl's clothes. What the fuck am I doing, it was a moment of clarity and a blinding realisation. Lauren got sick of knocking and went back downstairs. I took the chance to go into our bedroom locking the door behind me. I showered and scrubbed. I pulled on my normal men's clothes and wandered down. They were sitting in the lounge having a glass or two of wine. They were giggling as they heard me coming down the stairs. The moment Lauren saw me she moaned, "Oh for fuck sake Michael what the hell are you doing?" Karla gave Lauren a confused look but didn't say anything. "Michael you are being a bloody sook, why didn't you let Karla see the real you?" "Lauren this is the real me, just like it has always been." "Christ Michael you are just being a fucking drama queen. Karla just wants to see you dressed wouldn't you honey" she purred to Karla. Karla could see the angry look on my face which Lauren was ignoring. "No Lauren maybe another day." Lauren was all huffy, "Oh poo Michael why do you always have to spoil everything." Karla looked uncomfortable caught in our conflict and got up to leave. Lauren walked with her to the door and they were standing together whispering at the door, Lauren came back after seeing off Karla and started to lambast me for fucking up her little surprise. I let her rant until she ran out of breath and then I started. "Lauren recently you have turned into a manipulative little bitch, you tricked me into getting dressed today knowing all the time that you had arranged for Karla to come over. You totally ignored my wishes for this to stay our secret. I told you I would never go out in public and I didn't want anyone else to know." I went up to bed but I didn't go to our room I went straight to the study and locked myself in. It was much later that Lauren came up, she knocked on the door. "Michael don't be childish you can come to bed, I won't fucking bite you." Over the next few weeks with the frustration levels rising Lauren slipped into her old ways. She came in one night, much later than normal and I was already in bed, she had been drinking so I wasn't sure where she had been but she was frisky and wanted to play. She stripped of entirely before climbing into bed and jumped on me immediately and started to kiss and caress me, "Hey lover she was purring, do you want to play?" I fucking did actually, I really did, but I was also pissed off and angry she had obviously been out somewhere with someone. I pushed her off me. "No thanks Lauren I don't feel like sloppy seconds." She started to screech and slap me but I grabbed her arms and pushed her down on the bed "Stop it Lauren you are acting like a slut, so don't be surprised if I treat you like one. You've been out with someone else tonight and I don't want to be part of it. I don't know who you have been fucking but you may as well go back because I don't want any part of your cheating slutty ass." I got out of bed and headed for the study. "Yeah fuck off you chicken shit little sissy. That's typical of you Michael; you're too scared to be who you really are. At least somebody likes me and wants to fuck me, not like you, you wimpy sissy little shit. Go on run away to your little hidey hole; at least I got laid tonight so suck on that." The next morning Lauren was in a sorry state obviously suffering a severe hangover. As we sat quietly across from each other I muttered softly but firmly, "Lauren I have had enough of your stupid childish games. You have spent the last few weeks torturing me. Then to cap it all off you go out and have sex with somebody else. That's fine Lauren maybe you should move in with them, like you said at least somebody wants to fuck you. So don't let me stand in your way Lauren." "Please baby don't be like this, please we can work it out. Last night I just said those things to make you angry! I am so sorry baby. Please forgive me. Mikey I have been so frustrated lately, don't you understand I want you to be comfortable enough to go out with me. I want a real girlfriend who can go out with me shopping and to the movies I want the world to see my sexy new girlfriend. I am proud of her; I want the world to know how lucky I am. Please don't hide her away from the world it's not fair she needs to breathe." Against my better judgement I made a concession. I agreed that I would go back to playing the dress up game at home by ourselves and that in the future if I could build up my confidence enough,maybe we could try going out somewhere, where nobody would know us. They say makeup sex is the best, well I have to agree, the passion we shared that night was unbelievable, it was fierce, it was hot and steamy but it was loving as well. So that's how we made up and it didn't take long for Lauren to be putting the pressure on me to dress up. The very next morning she was up out of bed when I got out of the shower getting ready for work. There she was with the two pairs of panties twirling around, one on either index finger. Of course there were the obligatory pink ones and another pair of powder blue ones that said princess across the bum. I walked over to her drawers and got another pair of black ones. She just smiled, kissed me. "Thank you baby." That night when I got home Lauren was home already and she had run a hot bath for me and as I slid into the hot bubbles she slithered in with a glass of champagne. As I laid back drinking my champagne Lauren got out a razor and started to shave me. I had noticed a couple of things recently, my body and facial hair wasn't growing back as quickly as it used to and it seemed soft and downy. I also noticed that I was getting fat, not around my tummy but my arse in particular was getting bigger. My jeans were getting tighter. Recently I was getting very moody and I would break into tears at the slightest problem or if something went wrong. It was just weird. Lauren shaved my entire body and rinsed me off before disappearing down to get another drink for us. She sat me down at her makeup table and started to weave her magic. My hair was getting longer; I wasn't growing it purposefully I just hadn't had a chance to get to the barber recently or at least that's what I was telling myself But with my hair being so long Lauren was able to feminise it without resorting to a wig. She spent an age getting my eyes right. She went for that smoky sexy eye look and it did look pretty sensuous. She used a lipstick that sort of plumped up my lips and made them look fuller. Fucking hell I looked pretty convincing when she was finished. Lauren was jumping up and down with delight. And she dragged out her phone and started taking lots of photos of just my head. Then she went to work on my clothes. She went with a bustier and black seemed stockings. But she then pulled out a little black cocktail dress. Once I was dressed she shooed me away downstairs as she did her own makeup. I ran around making us a quick chicken salad and I had just about finished when Lauren came downstairs, she looked stunning, she was dressed to kill wearing a little sequinned silver cocktail dress, it was so short it barely covered her bum. She had on the highest pair of heels I have ever seen, I actually felt a little jealous as I didn't have any shoes to wear myself. It's funny how the mind works. The dinner was amazing Lauren kept complimenting me on my look, she took lots of photos and she took a couple of selfie styled photos with the pair of us together looking up with sexy pouts, she was right I don't think anyone would recognise me, but I still wasn't prepared to take that chance. We danced that night like lovers do, our arms wrapped around each other. When our mouths met it was amazing, god I love that feel of the first kiss when I am wearing lipstick, it's so wet and slippery it feels like liquid sex. This felt different sexier more intense the plumping lipstick made them even more sensitive. And as out tongues joined wetly together slithering sexily entwined in lust it was just the sexiest kiss. My hands roamed down to Laurens bum and my hands cupped her sexy little cheeks and pulled her hard against my straining dick. Laurens hands were doing their own version of roaming and her hands were caressing and squeezing my bum as well. Lauren let her hand slide up under the satin of my little dress and she slid it up until she was able to push it down into my panties until her finger was sliding up and down my bum crack. This was something we had never done before and it was new and a little scary for me as Laurens finger rubbed against the entrance of my bum. She was kissing me passionately and nibbling my ears and neck. I on the other hand was trying to wriggle away to stop her probing finger finding a new home. She was insistent though, and the more I wriggled and writhed the more she tried to edge it into my arse. I tried to shift her focus by kissing her and sliding my own hand into her knickers, she was wet and swollen and the heat from her pussy would have melted glass. I was able to slide a finger into her open folds working gently in and out. Fairs, fair I thought if she is going to try and slide a finger in my bum I would return the favour. So with that thought in my head I slid my finger out of her pussy and back to the entrance to her bum, where I used her juices to lubricate the way. As my finger slid in she let out a mighty moan and whispered in a campy sexy voice "Oh fuck yeah baby, fuck my sexy little ass." I thought she would protest but strangely she was into it and as my finger slid in she was pressing back against it. She giggled into my ear, "Baby if you are taking mine then I am definitely taking yours." I giggled. "Sorry Lauren but that's one treasure I'm not parting with." And I moved my hand back and moved hers away from my bum. "She chuckled that's not fair baby, I want you to have mine, why can't I have yours. I want you to feel what I feel. Baby you will love it I promise." Her lips crushed back against mine and as we kissed and I fucked her cute little derriere with my finger sliding in and out she moved her hand back until once again her finger was probing my butt hole, I pleaded with her, "Please Lauren don't do that, I don't like it." "How do you know you don't like it? We have never even tried it, that is unless you tried it with someone else?" I wanted to remonstrate but there was no chance as Lauren crushed her mouth back against mine in a sensuous kiss. My cock was so hard it was just about cutting its own way out of its little silken purse. Laurens hot pussy was grinding hard against me and it was so difficult to focus on anything else. I moved my finger out of Laurens butt and slid it further in between her legs and as I did so I slipped a couple of fingers into her hot pussy which dragged a deep moan from inside Laurens mouth which was still glued to mine. I made her jump though when I slid my thumb into her bum and as I fucked her pussy with my fingers I fucked that hot ass with my thumb, pressing it ever deeper into her depths I was pushing up so hard I was lifting her feet from the ground. Lauren wasn't wasting time either and her persistence finally paid off, for all my writhing and moving I had been unable to shift her probing finger and it inevitably slid in. There we were wrapped together in passion each of us fucking the others bum, Jesus it felt good as she slid it in and out in a gentle fucking motion. I couldn't help it my hips were working of their own volition thrusting back against her hand, pushing her finger deeper inside me. Oh fuuuuuck I wanted to scream and it wasn't in pain, it was pleasure. I could feel Laurens body convulsing and trembling which was a sure sign that her orgasm wasn't far away, and as I sped up my ministrations to her pussy she ground her swollen mound on my hips and groin. As we were getting worked up she sped up fucking my ass. Lauren broke our kiss to moan loudly, "Baby I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum all over your hand." As she cried out I could feel my own knees growing weak and my body was shaking trying to hold myself and Lauren up but it was no use I was cumming as well. Lauren hadn't even touched my dick aside from grinding herself against it, but I squirted like a geyser, it was a real gusher it was so powerful I collapsed taking Lauren down with me. God what an orgasm I had never experienced anything like it before. Fuck if this is what being a woman is all about bring it on baby!!! As we lay there on the carpet our hearts racing at a mile a minute trying to regather our senses Lauren started to giggle, "Wow you are so sexy baby, you came in your panties you naughty little girl!" As she spoke I got this overpowering sense of shame. Jesus she was right I had behaved just like a girl, my voice was squeaky and husky throughout, god what the fuck. The embarrassment was too much. Lauren didn't help with her teasing comments of, "Now you know how I feel baby; it's great to be a girl sometimes isn't it." None of this was helping my discomfort, not just because now my bum hurt but it was the erosion of what I perceived as my masculinity. As time drifted by it seemed most nights and at least one day over the weekend I would spend as my alter ego. Friday night I mentioned that I was going to take the Duke for a spin. Lauren gave a little moan, "Oh baby I was hoping we could go out on a shopping trip on Saturday, you know make a day of it, just the two of us, I wanted to get you some new clothes. Day wear so that you don't have to wear mine. When I buy them for you I always get it wrong. Mikey when you aren't around its impossible to get a good fit, so I need you to be there. Plus it would be nice for you to pick out ones that you like, so we can see your style develop." "Yeah OK Lauren, Saturday shopping and I could go for a ride on Sunday." Lauren wouldn't shut up about us going out shopping tomorrow. "Mikey I want it to be my girlfriend who goes with me." "Lauren You know I will not go out in public dressed as a woman. How many times do I have to tell you this is just for us at home?" "Bullshit Michael you said all I had to do was give you some time to adjust and you would do it." "No Lauren I said I would try if I ever felt comfortable enough. The mere thought of it freaks me out. Remember I do this for you not for me." And that's when the fight started. Lauren went on and on about us going out together and I kept stonewalling her. In the end she got in a huff and went out without me. Her shopping trip seemed to appease her because when she got home she came in and apologised for being too demanding. We hugged and as always when we get close I felt the anger subside. I responded with a kiss and reassured her it would all be OK. As weeks rolled by Laurens demands intensified. Every night she was downloading video clips of crossdressing guys who were out and proud. She kept saying I looked better than all of them and I was much prettier. Night after night we went through the same routine, we didn't watch normal TV anymore it was all these clips about crossdressing, makeup tips, and clothes tips. The whole thing was getting to be a bit much I would get up and go up to the study and work leaving her watching them by herself. I tried to reason with her but there was no end to it. After a couple of weeks of brain washing, or at least that's the way I perceived it. Lauren again asked if I would go out with her as two girls on the town, a girl's day out shopping and some beauty salon she wanted to take me to. Again I said no, I wasn't interested, but she kept on about all the videos we had watched and how much prettier I was. She kept on about how excited they were when they went out dressed. I exclaimed that's because it's what they wanted to do. This isn't what I wanted to do. She kept on and on at me until I finally caved. "OK Lauren I tell you what, I will try OK I promise to try tomorrow OK, tomorrow morning I will give it a go, but I warn you if at any stage I say no I mean no and you have to respect my wishes OK?" Lauren clapped her hands with glee. "Yes baby of course I always respect you." Yeah right I thought bitterly although I kept that thought to myself. Lauren was ecstatic. "Oh my god it's finally going to happen. I'm going up right now to sort out our outfits. She kissed me oh baby this is going to be so much fun." That night the sex was amazing Lauren went out of her way to make sure I was completely satisfied, she absolutely drained me. There wasn't another millilitre of spunk left in me. Saturday morning and the alarm went off; Lauren jumped up and raced out of bed. She dragged me out and made me shower and shave, she climbed in the shower and helped, when she was kneeling down in front of me she was kissing and nuzzling my dick until it was fully erect and she sucked me deep into her mouth until I was filling her with cum, after the previous night I don't know how she managed it, my dick was throbbing painfully. She did my hair and applied my makeup, she had a video clip running which she was following for a daytime look. By the time she was finished she was running in circles she was so excited. "Mikey you look sensational." She shooed me away. "Give me some room Mikey now I need to get ready." I went downstairs and as I paced around, the reality started to sink in, Jesus Christ what the hell was I doing? The longer Lauren took the deeper my mood slipped I was becoming a nervous wreck. I was sweating and my pulse was racing, I knew there and then I couldn't do it, it was going to break Laurens heart but I couldn't go through with it. I was scared shitless. Fuck it! No I made my mind up I wasn't doing it, no fucking way! It was about then that Lauren came parading down the stairs looking stunning and gorgeous and sexy. As she walked up to me she could see the look on my face, my makeup was all messy as I had sweated that much, my mascara had run as I had been crying. She looked at me and knew straight away. "Oh Mikey please no, don't say it, please baby you promised." "Lauren I promised to try, I tried and I can't do it I'm a physical wreck at the moment. I can't do it, I am so sorry but it's just not me, I am not a crossdresser I'm just me OK. Sorry baby." She turned and ran back up the stairs crying. So we were back to not talking, Lauren was angry at me and I was angry at her for not respecting my fears. This was her fantasy not mine, I was just playing along wasn't I?? Fuck this thing had taken over our lives so much that even I was confused. A few days went past and Lauren put away her anger and started to work on me again. She asked me to go out with her Friday night; she wanted a special night out, just the two of us. Her argument was being night time I could blend in more, we would go to a little restaurant and have a few drinks just a quiet night out. In the end I agreed OK but maybe we could just go to a movie or something like that, no bars or drinks, just a movie. She wasn't happy, no Michael I want this to be a proper night out. Friday night came around all too quickly for my liking and I got home from work exhausted, it had been a hard day anyway but it was more the stress from worrying about what the night held in store for me. Lauren was already home and she was running around. She had run me a bath, which sounded good to me. As I soaked in the tub Lauren brought me drinks and let me relax. When she came back in carrying more drinks I looked at her with imploring eyes. "Lauren so long as you realise I might not be able to do this, OK." She looked back at me with a smile. "Baby you are going to be awesome. I have picked out your outfit and you are going to have guys drooling over you." It hit me like a hammer hitting an anvil. I felt like I had been slapped in the face with a cold wet fish. It was those words that scared me, I hadn't even thought about that aspect of this. Guys! Shit what if a guy did come onto me? Lauren left me in the tub and started to get dressed herself, I guess this time she wasn't going to leave getting ready herself in case I chickened out again. She didn't think it through very well though because her words of wisdom about guys had my blood pressure boiling and I was already nervous. Lauren came in with another drink and as I laid back sipping my drink Lauren slipped her hand under the foamy suds and gave my dick a little squeeze and stroke. She leaned down and kissed me as she worked her hand up and down my shaft, of course my dick started to get hard as she worked her magic. She pulled her mouth away from mine and whispered in my ear, "Getting a little hard on thinking about all the guys you will have chasing you tonight are you baby?" I freaked and pushed her hand away. "Fuck off Lauren I'm not fucking gay." She sat back on her haunches and gave me a strange look. "Hey baby it's OK I was just teasing." She leaned back in and kissed me again, and her hand went back to her massage. As I was getting harder and harder she leaned in. "The thought of guys chasing you can't be to worrying baby, your cock thinks it would be fun." Again I pushed her away. "Lauren if you don't stop all this shit we are going to have a problem." She smiled. "It's OK baby I don't mind if you like guys, it's OK, it's bound to happen looking as hot as you do guys are going to be falling in love with you the moment you walk in!" "If that's the case Lauren I better not walk in had I. I told you before to shut up about shit like that, but no you couldn't leave it alone could you. Well you can forget about tonight because it's not fucking happening and you can forget about this dressing up shit. If this is what you think it's all about." "Bullshit Michael, you love it so don't try to tell me differently. I see you all the time parading back and forth in front of the mirrors when you think I'm not watching, you're more girly than me, posing all the time. You love it, which is cool with me, but you are just fooling yourself by trying to deny it." She stood up and she was angry. "Yeah I should have guessed you would chicken out again, you really are a chicken shit sissy Michael. I knew you wouldn't go through with this; you were just leading me on pretending. Well fuck you Michael; you can't toy with my emotions like this. I knew you wouldn't go through with it. That stupid male ego won't let the beautiful sexy woman inside shine through. You always push her back when you should be empowering her." "Actually Lauren the jokes on you, because prior to you bringing up all that gay shit I was building myself up for it because I didn't want to let you down." Lauren was mad as hell and screamed, "Fuck you Michael, I wanted tonight to be a special one for you, a night for you to shine, but like always you just fucked it up, you just fucked it up Michael. She was bawling and crying, oh to hell with it she cried I have had enough." She stormed off and I heard the front door slam and the car screech out the drive way. I flopped back beneath the bubbles what the fuck happened? I was none the wiser. I lay there for ages trying to figure out what to do, should I just pack up and call it quits? Lately when it was good it was amazing, but when it was bad it was horrible, and the bad times were definitely winning that race. The only good times were ones when I was dressed up, and then Lauren was all over me. She seemed to want me to be dressed up all the time. If she had her way I would be dressed all the time. I went to bed and pulled the blankets up high. I went to sleep eventually; it was late when I was woken by Lauren crashing in to bed. She was drunk and looked a mess. She snuggled up behind me, her leg draped up over my hips and I could feel her wet slippery pussy rubbing against my hips. She ground her mound against me and her lips sucked on my neck and ears, her arm slipped down until her hand was wrapped around my dick and she stroked me to a full erection. My hips were wet and slippery with her juices as she fucked herself against me. Her gentle sighs turned into moans and she was getting herself off grinding and crushing her mound on me, all the while her hand was milking my cock, fuck after all the tension of the fight it just felt so good. I could feel her body harden and tense as her orgasm overtook her. She moaned deeply and I joined her squirting what seemed like a gallon of my own goo all over the sheets. Lauren rolled over and left me lying in a wet patch as big as a small lake. Before I had a chance to complain she was asleep. Fuck. In the morning I slept late and I was woken by a loud bang and a grinding noise in the driveway. I climbed out of bed and peered out the window, there was a truck in the driveway delivering something. I wandered down the stairs to investigate. As I opened the front door a couple of guys were rolling what looked like a brand new Ducati 1098 down some ramps. I walked over to ask what the hell was going on, when Lauren came waltzing out as well. She had a big smile on her face. The guys did a double take when they saw Lauren dressed in not much. I could see the look on the young guys face and I didn't have to be a lip reader to interpret his words WOW, I shook my head and asked again what they were doing. The older guy looked at me with a big smile. "We are delivering your new Ducati you lucky bastard. She is brand new, not even 20 KMs on it." I was shaking my head. "Sorry guys you have the wrong address, this isn't mine." Lauren was now standing up close behind me and she draped her arms over my shoulders as she kissed me on the cheek, "Happy birthday baby!"