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We continued to beat them to every contract. They had been bitten so hard by that failure they became more cautious which just made it easier for me. It was so easy in fact that it started to take some of the gloss off it for me. Paul had reduced Yves input, obviously holding him responsible for the failure. So things progressed easily for us, Mike was more than delighted and showed his gratitude with ongoing pay increases and bonuses for me. At home things were going great between Carol and I, it is funny how living with someone is so much different to just dating or going out. The only bad thing was we weren't seeing as much of each other as we were, however when we did it was like fireworks. Yves... he was my problem, or at least the effect he had on me. I couldn't get him out of my mind. Images of the things we said and did swirled around uncensored in my frazzled brain and the more I tried to repress them the stronger they became. Don't get me wrong making love with Carol was amazing she is such a sexual creature and seemed so into me, but lately Yves had even invaded that and it worried me. The mention of his name was enough to illicit an erection, when I occasionally saw him at client meetings my cock twitched uncontrollably. I hated the bastard but I couldn't clear him out of my brain. Still time... It does heal wounds. Six months down the track and things at work seemed tense, it didn't happen overnight It was gradual but I noticed that Mike becoming a little withdrawn and it dragged on for weeks, he wasn't talking the way he usually did, something was up and it was no surprise when he called me into his office first thing one morning. "Nathan, I have some news to share and I don't know how you are going to feel about it." "Better give me the bad news first," I mumbled wondering what I had done wrong. He smiled. "Well I am going to dive right in, no need to pussy foot is there? Paul has made me an offer for the company. They want to buy us out." My face must have given away my disappointment. "Nathan, I am sorry, I knew you would be disappointed but this is an incredible opportunity for me personally, if the sale goes through I will never have to work again. Their offer is way above the true value of the company, but I guess they have decided if you can't beat em join em." "So what is going to happen to us, the employees?" "Their offer is for everything lock stock and barrel, and they expect you guys to transfer over to the new company. They have promised to preserve all the employees' current employment contracts and benefits." "Then I guess I better hand in my resignation now." He grinned. "Don't be so hasty Nathan. I am not stupid, this opportunity has only come about because of you. You were the driver, you supplied all the impetus to make this happen and this offer is about one thing and one thing only... They want you. I am not going to sell you out. This is a life changing offer for me and I want the outcome to be positive for you as well. I knew you wouldn't be happy working for them, so told Paul that I will be offering all of the employee's redundancy and it will be their choice if they stay or go." That made me smile, although I said nothing. "Paul is offering a pretty generous sign on bonus to everyone, so I don't expect many will be interested in the redundancy." He grinned. "Your package on the other hand will be worth over five hundred thousand pounds." I was shocked at his generosity, so when he walked around the table and hugged me I was delighted to return the hug. "Nathan the only thing I am going to ask you is that if you aren't staying on you keep the fact you are going to accept redundancy package under your hat. They are expecting you as well as the other employees to change over under the sale agreement. I have sort of hinted that everyone will stay." I nodded my acceptance as I tried to get my head around what to do. "They are going to be around the offices a lot over the next month or so and I expect you to be polite and courteous to them... All of them got it." I laughed. "I might take annual leave for the month." He shook his head violently. "Nathan don't misinterpret any of this. This buyout is all about getting you, so I need you to be here every day like nothing is wrong and you must say nothing. I don't want them to get wind of the fact you are getting out, it would be nice if you could sound enthusiastic." I saw his point of view and I agreed to play along with the ruse. We ended with a handshake. His last words came as a warning. "Nathan, do not sign anything." Paul was the first to make an appearance. He called everyone into the boardroom and announced their takeover plans and reassured everyone that they would be looked after by the sale deed. He went on to outline how he wanted this office to become an extension of their existing infrastructure and the two businesses would focus on different elements of the business. There were smiles all around as the meeting came to an end. It appeared that Paul was right, everyone else seemed very excited. I was barely back in my office when Paul walked in. "Well Nathan, it looks like we will be colleagues after all." "Not for long I am guessing Paul, I am sure once Yves gets his feet under Mikes desk I will be getting a note saying my services are no longer required." He pulled up a chair across from me. "Nathan you have got the wrong impression. We want you to stay on, in fact we want you to become an even bigger part of what goes on around here. It is what I always wanted, right back when we first met." I shrugged. "Well I guess we will see. I have a funny feeling Yves does not feel the same way." He shook his head. "Look Nathan I know what happened between you two and I do not endorse Yves actions, or Vivian for that matter, but it is in the past. Please do not let personal history get in the way. This could be great for all of us, I don't mean to diminish your pain, or how you feel, but if you can consign it to the history books you may see this for what it is, a great opportunity. You are very talented and have a very astute business mind. If you had been on our team we wouldn't have ended up in that debacle at Smith's." I liked Paul he was warm and seemed to care about people, if it wasn't for Yves I would consider staying on. Of course Yves couldn't stay away and he walked into my office a week later with his big cheesy grin. "So Nathan we are to work together again." He stuck out his hand to shake. I accepted his hand shake reluctantly, and the look on his face made me sick, he thought he had won, and he had me where he wanted and I hated it. Now if I could just get rid of my erection. Fuck his very presence had aroused feelings in me that were so intense. I could smell his cologne and my pulse raced, my heart pounded and my skin was clammy and I felt my face burning, wondering if he knew. When I glanced up at him I saw that look, of course he knew, he always knew. As he held my hand for longer than necessary he said in his imperious voice. "I want us to put all the acrimonious feelings in the past, I want us to start afresh can we do that?" I tried to keep my voice calm. "I am not sure I can do that, but I guess we can try." "Nathan we have all moved on, you have a new relationship, I want us to be friends again." I nodded slipping in a quick jab. "So how is Viv?" He didn't even blink, I had expected a bit of guilt but there was nothing he just smiled. "She is very well, we talk about you often." I guess I should have expected that but it still hurt. That night I took all my frustration out on Carol, we made love with a fiery intensity, even if my mind was awash with images of Yves... Fuck him he had really infiltrated my psyche. Carol wasn't complaining. "Fucking hell babe, Jesus where did that come from?" She sighed as we lay together in sweaty bliss. As the sale got closer he spent more time at the office and he kept pushing me. He invited me to lunch and dinner with him and Viv. He was on an all-out charm offensive. Surprisingly Viv called me. It was a shock we had not so much as spoken in months, but it was nice to hear her voice and she sounded bright and cheerful. As we chatted she said laughingly. "So you and Yves ended up working together after all huh?" "Well for the time being, yes." "Are you getting on OK? Yves seemed positive." "It is just work Viv, I am trying to be polite, but I have to bite my tongue a lot." "Nath I am just happy that you guys have managed to reconnect, it is all he has talked about lately. So how have you been?" "Everything is good, getting close to the close out date." "I meant at home dummy, how are things between you and Carol? She seems to be very happy." "Things are good at home, thanks Viv." "Nath Yves is really trying, why are you holding back? Regardless of what you say you have feelings for him as well, we all know it." As the buyout drew closer Paul and Yves invited me into a meeting. Paul invited me to sit with them and he revealed the reason. "Nathan the reason we have asked you in is we want to talk about your new role here." I nodded. "Go on." "We want to put you in charge of business development, to help grow this business significantly and we think you are the right man to drive us into the future." Wow it was a good offer. I leaned back in my chair as I contemplated my response. Yves chirped up. "Nathan, you have been doing great work with Mike, it is apparent since taking over and talking to everyone here that you are the sole reason he was doing so well. As much as it pains me to say it, you beat us up pretty bad. I cannot remember the last time we beat you in a tender." I glanced between them. "Honestly I haven't even decided to take a position here, at the moment I am still thinking about it." Paul looked confused. "Mike more or less guaranteed you were staying." The sale process was final so I thought I could now be honest. "Sorry Paul but I think you might have misunderstood him, I have signed nothing and I am still on the fence about the future. I do have other offers on the table to consider." They both looked back and forth disappointed. "Nathan we want you here with us. Part of the reason for this buy out was to gain your services. This is a good company and a good fit for us, but it is you we want." Yves interrupted. "Nathan, I hope this isn't about what happened between us, it is insignificant in the great scheme of things. Give us a chance. You will love working with our team we have good people and all of the other employees have come across." His flippant trivializing of my feelings hurt. "Insignificant is it?" I screamed flinging my chair against the wall. "Well it might not be important to you but it means a lot to me. You wrecked my marriage and ran off with my wife," Struggling to hold back my tears I snarled. "You destroyed my fucking life... You are an unconscionable bastard, you have no remorse, you have never even so much as apologised for it. You can get fucked Yves, I wouldn't work for you if it was the last job on the planet," I raced out and headed straight into my office slamming the door shut behind me. I hadn't meant to let it all out but everything just came flooding out. I was leaning over my desk with my head cradled in my hands bawling my eyes out when Paul walked in he walked straight around and hugged me. "I am sorry Nathan, I really am. You are right we have put you in a completely unacceptable position. It wasn't fair. God I let him convince me it was all going to be fine, and you have been such a rock I thought maybe he was right, now I see you have just been holding it all in. I am sorry I don't know what else to say." I dried my eyes and he sat down. "Nathan I will not try to twist your arm, it wouldn't be fair, all I am going to say is I want you to be part of our company, you have a special skill, the way you pulled in all the business to this company, I am absolutely certain that we could build something special." "Could you please not say anything to Yves about the tears, I am embarrassed enough. I have been trying to show a brave face." He laughed. "Yeah don't worry it's our secret, so long as you promise to at least think about it." With the days counting down I started to get cold feet, what the hell would I do? I had plenty to keep me busy finalising paperwork and making sure there were no lose ends, it meant working long days and a few very late nights. I was at my desk working through my handover notes when Yves walked in. "What are you working on now Nathan?" My heart was beating furiously and I felt my armpits getting damp. "I am finalising my handover notes." He frowned. "I don't think that's a good idea my little angel." He walked around behind me and leaned low over my shoulder, his warm moist breath blowing across the nape of my neck. "You don't need hand over notes, you are going nowhere," He whispered wetly, as the words spilled out his hand slipped below the desk and he grasped my growing erection. "This tells me you really don't want to leave do you my little angel." He rubbed and caressed building my already throbbing bulge into a full on hard on. "Stop, please someone will see," I whimpered as I tried to push his arm away. "I said Stop! Please don't do this." His lips nibbled on my neck, nuzzling wetly. "Have you been thinking of me my gorgeous little slut, have you dreamed about my cock in your mouth." He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock which was hard, hanging free in his trousers. 'Have you dreamed about this moment, Hmmmm the feel of my cock in that gorgeous little arse," He sniggered. "I have, late at night with Vivian's lips on my cock as she sucks me, I have dreamed about you, your tight arse, your sweet lips." There was movement out in the corridor and he stood up smiling. "You have haven't you my sexy little sissy, yes you have dreamed about my cream all over your face." He stood there beside me with his giant bulge twitching and jerking in front of me. "Nathalie you are not going anywhere, don't even think about it." As he walked towards the door he turned back. "Work late tonight my little sissy, I will be here as well." Fuck I was sweating like mad and my head was spinning. As I slowly got control of my breathing I realised I had to get out, I had to escape. I went straight back to work on the project docs, but I had visitor after visitor. Mike came in and wanted to talk, Paul came in with coffee and wanted to talk, he had been great since my outburst in his office and I didn't want to tell him too piss off. A couple of project engineers brought in their updates and before I realised it was late, I was so lost in trying to get finished and get out I totally lost track of time. I was brought back to reality when Yves walked in. I jumped in surprise seeing him standing in front of me with that supercilious smirk on his face. "I am glad you decided to stay my darling little slut." He walked around my desk, I should have stood up to get away but I was frozen barely able to breathe. He stood beside me his groin in my face. "Unzip my trousers Nathalie." Still frozen to the spot he leaned a little lower. "You don't want another spanking do you?" We were alone in the office and now my anxiety was replaced by fear. I slowly reached up and unzipped him. His throbbing giant cock flopped out and it was in my hand, the hot flesh searing my hand as I stroked it. "Good girl," he whispered huskily. "Now put this on, it's my favourite." He passed me a tube of bright red lipstick. "Put it on my love, you are going to need it." I wanted to say fuck off... The words were forming but wouldn't come out, and like always I did what he asked. Why I don't know why, I hated it but I swiped the lipstick shakily over my lips covering them in a thick layer of crimson blush. Once it was on he lifted my head. "Good girl now let's put it to use shall we." I knew what he wanted and deep inside I think I did to. I leaned forward until his knob was resting on my lips. I stroked him squeezing and caressing the length, my fingers hardly able to reach all the way around. With my other hand I reached in and caressed his balls. I felt his fingers ruffling and then knotting in my hair. "Open wide my little cocksucking sissy, open up and let me in." I parted my lips and he slid in, his hips pushing as I opened wide, his hand holding tightly so I couldn't pull away. "Ooohhh fuck yes, Oh my god I have missed this gorgeous little mouth, you are such a wonderful cock sucker." I started to move back and forth along the enormous length of his giant snake, kissing, sucking licking taking him deeper and deeper. "Fuck you are such a slut, god suck it you bitch suck it." I was trying but he was becoming rough, thrusting hard, fucking my mouth and I was choking on his bulbous knob as it pushed its way into my throat. He was holding my head so tight I couldn't move, masturbating with my mouth, taking his pleasure. Just then his phone rang, he took one hand off my head and pulled it out. "Hello Paul... Yes I am with him now." I panicked when I heard Pauls name and tried to pull back, but he still had his other hand curled painfully in my hair. He slowed his thrusts to a slow deep penetrating movement. He moved the phone away. "Suck it bitch, don't make me hurt you." He lifted the phone back to his ear. "Yes I am trying to convince him to stay... Yes I am being kind to him." In and out he pushed driving the fucking monster in and out as I sucked and stroked him, I squeezed his balls and I could feel his orgasm build as his giant swinging balls tightened in my hand. "Yes Paul I am looking after him, I might take him to dinner, I am sure he wants something to eat." As he disconnected the call he grabbed me roughly. "Fuck you were born to suck my cock, you are perfect, now tell me you want my cum." I knew his game and tried to just take away his power by sucking him deep and hard fucking him, my hand stroking as fast as I could. "Oh fuck yes you want it you dirty little slut, god you filthy little slut you want it don't you?" He ripped my head off his cock. "Say it you teasing little bitch let me hear you beg." I didn't want to give him that satisfaction but he was rough, rubbing his slimy knob all over my face, the saliva and precum oozing all over my face, going up my nose. "Do not hold back angel, let me hear your voice, tell me you want my reward." It felt like giving in but whimpered. "Yes, I want it." "Good girl." He thrust it back into my mouth all the way into my throat as I choked and gagged, he didn't care he just fucked my mouth with renewed vigour. "Fuck you, fuck I am cumming, I am fucking cumming." He didn't have to tell me I could feel it squirting and spurting blasting stream after stream of his white hot sperm into my throat and mouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing wildly as he came and came. Left panting trying to get my breath he wiped it all over my face. "Lick it clean." I sucked and licked it until there was no trace of his cum. He stood tall zipping himself with that mocking smirk. "Tomorrow, wear stockings, and silk panties, the pink ones I brought you, oh and bring some lube." With that he was gone, leaving me with lipstick smeared all over my face and the taste of his cum in my mouth. Left to my own devices I sat trying to get my head around what had just happened, fuck why did I let him do that? Why, why, why, why? The longer I sat there the angrier I got, mostly I was angry with myself. I had finally broken away from him, Jesus I had to lose my wife to get away and then in one crazy ill-considered moment I was back under his control. No damn it, I wasn't letting it happen again. I worked late into the morning, once finished I wrote out my letter of resignation and put it in Paul's mail slot. I quickly cleaned out my desk and headed for home. Carol was in bed sound asleep when I crawled in beside her, she snuggled up against me as I wrapped her in my arms. The darkness was a warm cloak allowing me to think... I didn't have to panic about money, with my redundancy I could live for years without an income. "Come on sleepy head get out of bed, you are going to be late." It was Carol shaking me trying to wake me. I rolled towards her. "I am not going in, I resigned yesterday." She looked stunned. "Jesus... Really?" Throwing her arms in the air she sighed. "Oh well, I still have a job and I need to go," She kissed me. "You will have to get your own brekky, see you tonight babe." Later, much later I climbed out of bed showered and went down to the kitchen. Then the world exploded. First it was Paul expressing his sadness that I had resigned. He did try to change my mind, but I rebuked him. Next up was Yves and he harangued me accusing me of professional suicide, of course it was accompanied by a raft of curses and profanity. Surprisingly Viv was the next cab of the rank. "Nath what have you done? Last night Yves was so happy, he told me what happened and he was ecstatic, but then you just resign. What are you doing love?" "I made a mistake, that's all. Last night should not have happened, I have fixed it now though." "Jesus Nath you fly off the handle it's a complete overreaction." She sighed deeply. "You didn't have to resign, fuck it's just like when you kicked me out, you act like a child, a coward rather than face up to things like an adult you just do the first thing that springs into your head, overreaction." "over reaction my arse, I didn't have any other option." When Carol got home she had obviously been thinking about my announcement. "So what this all about babe? Why did you resign?" "Well its simple really I don't want to work with Yves." She was standing at the kitchen making us a cup of tea. "Did something happen? It seems so sudden, I thought things were going so well?" "Nothing happened, I just decided that I couldn't do it." She smiled coyly. "That not what I heard... I heard from a very reliable source that you were very naughty at work last night." Fuck I should have known I couldn't rely on Viv to keep her mouth shut. I realised I couldn't lie my way through it. "Yes OK I did something really stupid last night." As the words fell out I felt tears welling up. "I am sorry Carol, I didn't mean for it to happen." She sat down beside me and passed me my tea. "It's OK Nat I know you guys have a thing, I don't care, I would have preferred to hear it from you but it's OK I am not angry, I just don't understand why you resigned. Fuck it was just a blowjob... Wasn't it?" I nodded. "I can't explain it He makes me do things and I can't say no, it scares me. I didn't want to do it, he forced me." "So it was rape, shit Nat why don't you dob him in, there are laws to protect employee's." "It wasn't rape, but he made me do it, I don't know how, he just has this power over me, when he is around I turn to water." "Wouldn't it be a better option to face up to this, take it head on. You love that job." "No I can't do it. I will find another job easy enough." She disappeared up the stairs and returned a few minutes later. "I have run you a bath, go and have a soak while I get dinner." By the time I was dry and walking back down the stairs the room was full of the sweet smells of dinner cooking. As I got closer I heard her on the phone. 'Sorry babe I tried, but he is adamant... No I said I tried... Yes I know but I don't think he will change his mind... Yeah OK babe another day.' She must have been talking to Viv. Nothing more was said that evening, we ate not in silence but the mood was quiet. I was a bit lost as the week rolled along, I had worked my whole life and it was unfamiliar to be lazing around with nothing to do. By the second week Carol was getting well and really sick of my glum moody behaviour. "Nat you have to pull yourself together, find a job or do something, but this can't go on." But it did carry on, I felt depressed and angry, I moped around the house feeling sorry for myself. We snapped at each other all the time, we argued over insignificant shit, we were really getting on each other's wick. It got so bad one night it boiled over, she spat out. "I am going out with some friends for drinks tonight, I can't stand another night like last night, you are impossible to live with at the moment." I was pretty happy for her to go because she was driving me crazy with her bloody good intentions and advice. She disappeared out the door and I could relax. I had a few beers and watched so tele. I didn't know what time she would get home, so I just went to bed. I woke up in an empty bed, she hadn't come home. After doing a little house work and heading for the supermarket she still wasn't back. Two days passed and still no sign of her, no phone call, no text's, nothing. I probably should have called or something but I was angry and when I get angry I sort of sink back into myself and get really introspective. Fuck her if she did not want to be with me then fuck her. Time seemed to be dragging, days were so slow and boring, fuck it was so boring. My only saving grace was Nathalie, she was my friend and every day I slipped further into her, she was becoming me. Or should I say I was becoming her. I dressed and put on my makeup and luxuriated in my world, I sauntered around the house in different outfits. Thank god Viv never collected her clothes. Bang, bang the pounding on the door woke me, I checked my clock and it was two AM in the morning. As I opened the door Carol fell in, she was bladdered. She could barely stand, so I slipped my arm around her and helped her into the lounge where she flopped on the sofa. I made coffee and when I came back she was bawling her eyes out. I sat beside her and she threw her arms around me and sobbed. "I am sorry babe, I really am." "What for? I don't understand." Beside herself she sobbed her body convulsing with the sobs, her face a black soggy mess of run mascara. "I slept with Viv and Yves that night," She stuttered. "I went back to their place and we all ended up in bed together, I am sorry Nat." My shoulder was wet with her tears as she sobbed. "I'm a slut a dirty fat slut, I am so sorry?" Stunned I muttered, "It will be OK, stop crying." "Yeah but I know how you feel about him, I don't know how it happened, the fucker just seduced me somehow. One minute we were talking and the next he had that fucking monster in me and he was shagging my brains out." That hurt, it hurt a lot. I made more coffee but she flaked it snoring her head off. I got blankets and covered her up. When I got down in the morning she looked terrible. I made us breakfast and when she awoke she burst into tears again. "I am sorry Nat, I have been feeling so guilty since that night, I shouldn't have done it I know that, which is why I stayed away, I couldn't face you." During the night I had spent plenty of time thinking and I had made the decision. How could I complain? She had done nothing worse than me. As much as it hurt I just had to get over it. At breakfast I asked, "So is that where you have been? With them?" She looked shocked. "God no I have been staying with Helle." Carol, I won't lie it hurts, but I know what he can be like, we just have to be honest with each other." She hugged me. "I promise if you give me a chance I will make this up to you," She gushed. "I missed you babe." I could feel my eyes tearing up. "Yeah I missed you as well." That night after she helped with the dinner clean-up and her tongue was tangled around mine and it would have taken dynamite to separate our kiss. I could feel the heat from her pussy as she ground it all over my erection. "Bloody hell Carol, slow down it's been a while, this will be all over before we get out of the kitchen. Her hand snuck down between us and she gave it a squeeze, "Hmmm you might be right, this thing is hard enough to hang the tea towels on." We struggled our way out to the living room and we crashed down on the sofa. As I sucked in a breath her head found its way to my lap and she ripped my zipper down and wrenched out my cock. Ahhhh the feel of her mouth, the taste of her kiss, her scent, the feel of her skin on mine. I was overwhelmed, sensory overload. It had been so long since I had human contact. Masturbation just doesn't measure up. Her lips slid easily up and down my engorged shaft, not to be outdone I managed to wrestle my hand inside of her stretched panties and find her wet gooey pussy open and waiting. "Fuck yes," she groaned. "That feels so good." I had to drag her off my cock, I was already close to an ear shattering explosion and I wanted the feel of her body on mine. The way she was writing and grinding her pussy on my hand, I didn't think she was far away either. I dragged her up to the bedroom and we shredded our clothes we were in such a hurry. I was between her wide open legs and shagging her as if it was our last fuck. It was hot but painful as her talon like fingernails were digging deep into my shoulders as she sucked fervently on my neck. If she had been a vampire and this was my last breath I wouldn't have cared, I would've died with a smile on my face. Her orgasm was powerful but mine was nuclear by comparison, I fucked her that hard I was expecting to see my cock burst out her mouth. "I am sorry for what happened," she sobbed in my ear, "I should have known better." I laughed. "He is such a sneaky bastard." We kissed and she found a second wind riding me to another cum that was almost as big as the first. Over the weekend we rediscovered why we were such a good fit. She was surprised when I got up and slipped straight into Nathalie's persona. I saw the surprise, but she smiled. "So Nathalie is around a bit more these days?" I returned her smile and decided to be honest. "Carol lately, I have come to accept Nathalie a little more and I have sort of stayed in the role. Does that offend you?" She laughed. "Hell no, you know how much I love her. Nat I love you both, but if you want to be Nathalie, it has to be real, not just here hiding in the closet. If you want to be Nathalie let's do it properly." That's sort of how it started, she forced me out of my shell, I wasn't allowed to change when it was time to go outside, she forced me to stay in Nathalie's role. We did everything, shopping, going out for dinner, everything was like two girls on the town. Every time it was the same I was nervous but excited. As we settled into our routine things seemed to fall into a really comfortable pattern. Carol worked and I stayed home and played housewife. As they say in the movies things couldn't have been better, the only sticking point was Viv. Carol remained in constant contact with her, they were best mates after all. I was nervous, but accepted it although it did make for some sticky conversations. We always skirted around the fringes without really talking about it, It did leave a large lump under the carpet where we swept it but hey that was where we were. We found new levels of honesty. Out shopping one sunny Saturday Carol asked. "Nat do you miss Viv? Do you still have feelings for her?" I was a bit shocked by her forward approach but decided to be honest. "Carol I guess Viv is still in my mind I loved that woman with all my heart and to some extent I still do, but she is in my past, I am trying to build a new future and I would love you to be part of it, well that is if you want to? Viv is in my past." She snuggled up beside me and we drew some smirks from teenagers as they watched. One spat out. "Fucking lezzies, get a fucking room." We laughed loudly, if only they knew. "What about Yves? Are you over that or are you still on a one woman mission to destroy him?" I giggled at her choice of words. "I am working on it." "You seem to hate him so intensely. You know some people say you can't hate unless you love. You must still have strong feelings for him." That little insight shocked me. "Well I don't know about the love aspect, he ruined my life and I do hate him with a passion." "Babe you need to move on, giving him free rent in your head is holding you back." When we got home we made love and it was warm and tender. Her lipstick covered lips on mine was still the sweetest kiss of all. I still to this day love that first kiss with lipstick on lipstick. It is hard to explain, it is sexy, erotic, smooth yet sticky, delicious yet enquiring... Oh and the taste and texture Ahhhhhhh divine. Carol saw my hatred of Yves as a war, but she was on a different war. She was pushing me to let Nathalie out a little more, she loved the fact I had let my hair grow longer. I had always had a nice full head of hair, although I kept it short in a business cut. She loved it long, so she could play with and style it. She loved putting it in curlers and trying new things. She was working pretty long hours and the only real time we had together was weekends. Saturday morning she brought in breakfast. "So what do you think of Nathalie and I going out on the town. We don't get a chance during the week." I shrugged. "Yeah why not." Carol ran me a bath and helped me shave, taking great care of my balls, when it came to makeup she was useless, she had no idea even with my guidance, so I did it myself with her helping and watching. She did have a good eye for style though. She chose a nice navy skirt and a bright white silk blouse. The skirt was tightfitting and needed all of the long slit up the side to allow me to walk. She laughed riotously as she watched me wriggle into it, although her look changed from laughter to lust once I had slithered into it. "Wow fuck me," She whistled. "That is fucking hot." She finished it off with black patent leather pumps. With my seamed black stockings it was a nice look. She chose a striped A line dress that showed of her overflowing bust, and it fit tight enough to flaunt her gorgeous arse. As we drove downtown she said, "Babe we should get makeovers, have a real girl's day," It was something I had always wanted to do but was always too scared to try, but today emboldened by my high spirits I agreed. "Yeah let's do it," As we sat in a little bistro she got on her phone and was deep in conversation when I returned with our food. "She smiled. "All done lover, we are all set for later this arvo." I started to get anxious about where we were going and was about to ask when she giggled, putting her fingers up to my mouth she whispered. "Don't ask babe and I won't have to lie." "What happened to no more lies?" She teased me a little. "Don't be daft Nat, you know as well as I do where we are going otherwise I would have just told you." As we ate our lunch I mumbled. "I don't know, cant we just go somewhere else?" "Babe this isn't just about the makeover, Viv has been dying to see you and talk to you, believe it or not she misses you." She sensed my anxiety and she tried soothe my pounding heart. "Relax, take a breath, you want to show her you're doing OK don't you? C'mon babe, this is your chance to swagger in there with that pouty sexy smile and show her you have moved on." Her words hit a chord with me and I thought, 'yeah fuck it.' We walked in hand in hand and I saw the look on her face as she greeted Carol with a kiss on each cheek. Then the world stood still as she stared at me. "Hi hon, how have you been?" I had been going over lots of smart comments but in the end all that came out was. "Fine, you." She smiled. "Yeah pretty good." Then she smiled and walked up to kiss me, it started as just a gentle kiss but that grew exponentially into a toe tingling spine twisting time stopping event. As we stepped back she sighed. "Over here love, do you mind if I look after you?" "That's good." My mind was mush and I could barely talk. Viv looked better than I could ever imagine, straight off the cover of Vogue magazine, her style was impeccable and her figure hiding beneath a vry tight skirt and see through white blouse. Carol took over dragging Viv into a gossipy chat. The receptionist brought us glasses of champagne, and as the afternoon disappeared Viv and I chatted uneasily. She whispered. "You look sensational, I love your hair longer like this." The conversation drifted around the sticky bits, neither of us brave enough to dive right in. Carol chatted away babbling on and on, she was as nervous as me. At least her gossip eased the tension. It was Carol who asked. "How is Yves?" I heard Viv suck in a nervous gulp. "He is good." Carol looked across at me batting her eyes trying to get me to join in. That was a bit much for me. Soon we were done and yes she did a good job of my hair and makeup. As we were paying Viv put her hand over mine. "My treat, your money is no good here." Then she muttered. "Why don't you two come over for dinner one night?" Carol was about to say something but I interrupted. "No thanks Viv, thanks for the offer, but we are busy." Her face dropped, Carol nudged me, giving me a sad frown. As we walked out she snapped, "Babe, you have to let the past go, surely you could see she was offering an olive branch, she hurts and she wants you back in her life. Jesus, wouldn't your life be warmer if you could be friends with her." "I would love to be friends with her, and I would like her in my life, but the thought of him presiding over me like king fucking dick is too much to bear. I can't do it. If she was alone then it would be different, but while he is in her life, it's just not happening." She dragged me into a nail salon and we had pedicures and manicures. The woman did give me some funny looks but she was polite and friendly. Even with the tension at Viv's salon it turned out to be an awesome day. The more time I spent dressed in public the more comfortable I felt. Carol was so supportive and encouraging she found ways to push me, whereas Viv had resorted to trickery or force Carol just urged with gentle nudges, and the sex was unbelievable. "So tell me," she asked one night when we were making love, how did you manage that fucking monster that Yves has dangling between his legs?" I was shocked by her bluntness, but she giggled. "C'mon babe, I could barely take it myself, he is fucking huge, your bum must have been aching for days." She laughed playfully as she caressed me, but her eyes were focused on me. "Well? Are you going to tell me? Did you like it?" I fell into her good mood and giggled as she worked my erection into a steel bar. "Yes I enjoyed it, the sex was OK." "OK... just OK... from what Viv said it was more than that." "Yeah I suppose so, are you sure you want to talk about this?" She frowned. "Of course, but do I satisfy you, or are you missing a little man action?" "I am totally satisfied, you are more woman than I can handle, my balls are already shrivelling up you have sucked so much fluid out of them." "But do you miss being with guys?" Trying to find a counter argument I whispered, "Carol did you enjoy your little tryst with Viv?" She nodded. "Yes, actually it surprised me but, yes it was fun." "So then are you saying you are not satisfied being with me?" She giggled. "Of course I am, with you I get everything, I mean I don't get a pussy to lick, but I get everything else." Carol slipped back into seeing Viv on regular girls nights out. Initially I was nervous but told myself I had to trust her. Her nights out always ended up with the most amazing sex. She used our lovemaking as a means to soften the blow. She always focused on making it hot and passionate. Lately we had been playing with bondage and tonight she made me tie her up. She didn't have to try too hard to convince me, I loved it and she knew it. I toyed with her as she laid spread eagled on the bed, her arms and legs bound tightly. I spent an age licking her fanny, up and down the crack, from her cute little starfish all the way to her throbbing clit. When she gets excited it pokes out from between her folds like a little snails head bobbing out of its shell and when she was close to orgasm I liked to suck it right into my mouth, but tonight I was torturing her, taking her to the edge then backing off, over and over. A screaming mess she begged me to let her cum, but I delayed it, the more she begged the longer I took. I used her little vibrating toys that she loved so much. The rabbit her favourite I plunged into her gushing pussy grinding the vibrating end against her lit. "Fuck you teasing bastard," she screamed. "You tormenting prick, just you wait till it's your turn, I will fuck you so hard." I kissed her hard as I jammed the rest of the dildo up her spasmning hole. "Well I better make sure I don't let you tie me up then." But the pitiful almost pained expression on her face showed that I had probably overplayed this game and I finished her off with my mouth, my tongue flicking her clit ferociously, the dildo lost as I crammed it furiously up inside her. She bucked and thrust her hips wildly as she felt the waves of an enormous orgasm wrack her body. She is usually vocal and wet but tonight she was on the verge of hysterics and my mouth was flooded with her sticky gooey secretions, it was like a male ejaculation it was so powerful, even the bed was wet because I couldn't drink it fast enough. Bliss, it was pure bliss as we lay together afterwards, she was a physical wreck. "Fuck Nat, that was unbelievable, I love you so much." The words frightened me, this was the first time she had used those words, I was awash with emotion, I couldn't leave her hanging. "I love you to lover." As we caught our breath we talked. "Babe you have to bury the hatchet with Yves, Viv is dying, she wants a relationship with you, but it will have to include him," Her gaze never left mine and I think she sensed I was softening. "I need this as well, you know she is my best friend and I want to see more of her, but I feel so guilty and uncomfortable talking to you about it." It put a damper on the night for me, and it spoilt the first use of the I love you phrase. Lately the conversations had started to get back to the future and I understood her concern. "Nathan you know I love you but all this moping around has to stop. You need to get back into something." Monday morning Carol grumbled, "Well if you aren't going to be working, you better clean this place top to bottom missy." She slammed the door and disappeared. As I lazed around I decided to surprise her. I went down to the salon and brought out Nathalie in a new fresh style. While I was applying the finishing touches I looked around and we had really let the salon fall into a state of disrepair, mostly it was stacked full of shit we weren't using, so I got stuck in and cleaned it, and by the time I was finished it was hospital clean. That led to the rest of the house, and of course I cooked a sumptuous dinner. "Wow," was what she cried when she walked in. "Blimmin heck, I was only joking babe." I laughed as well. "No you were right, if I don't work then I need to pull my weight." After dinner I took her down to the salon and again she was flabbergasted. I sat her down and gave her a complete makeover, a full facial with mud pack and steaming. She was like a sated tiger afterwards and the benefit for me was she looked sensational. In bed she got a giggling fit. "OK call me crazy but I have an idea, will you hear me out?" I shrugged. "I will listen, yes." "Remember back to the first time you did my makeup... I said you have a talent, and you know I meant it. Babe you do have a talent, what say I organise some of my friends and they come and get their hair and makeup done. Much like when Viv was working from down there. You could turn it into a little business. It might help pay some bills." I thought about it. "But I am not qualified and I don't have any experience." "Maybe not but you have a natural eye for it and believe me you are good. I am putting my foot down, you either do the salon thing or you go to work for Yves," She stood hands on hips tapping her foot on the floor in mock anger. She held the pose for several moments before she folded, laughing like a fool. So that's what happened, I started operating the salon, at first it was slow and I was lucky to get three or four people a day through, but they seemed to like what I did and it grew slowly. Carols friends as much as they loved Viv's salon could no longer afford it so they were more than happy to give the new girl a go. I started to get a stream of clients. At first it was uncomfortable because I knew many of them and here I was in full drag. A couple made some questionable remarks but after they saw my results that changed and they came back. There was no arguing with my prices. There was of course a side effect. Nathalie became stronger and her personality took over, Nathan slipped into the shadows. My voice softened, I spent so much time in Nathalie's persona it became my norm. I started to acquire aids, artificial breast forms, prosthesis. I undertook a slow electrolysis hair removal regime for my face. Viv of course found out through Carol and I was surprised that she arrived one evening as a late booking, Carol had organised the booking and didn't tell me who it was. I was down in the salon getting ready when she walked in looking stunning. She didn't need a makeover and we both knew it, her makeup was perfect. "Hi Nath." Surprised I whispered, "Hi to you." We kissed lightly. "So what's going on?" "Well when Carol told me what you were doing I admit I got envious, so I am just having a nose." We kissed and it was surreal her lips felt so familiar, her smell, the feel of her body. I melted against her and she me. She drew herself up tall. "Nath, I want you to give me the works." "You don't need a makeover," I complained. "Nath I am serious, remember that first time you did Carols, you saw something, you have a great eye. So do your worst babe, forget what I normally do and treat me like a blank canvas." I was rooted to the spot but as she sat back in the chair and Carol brought us all champagne I started. They chatted away like I wasn't there. I started with the full facial cleanse and shampooed her hair. As I studied her facial features I got an idea, I moved her head up and down side to side and really scrutinised how to achieve something different. As I waited for her hair to dry, I applied a deep foundation, she looked a little tired and her features were tight and drawn. I massaged in a moisturiser working in circles under her eyes then added moisturiser. I had discovered this makeup on line for use around the eyes, like Botox it tightened the skin and removed some of the crow's feet. I highlighted her cheekbones adding a little blusher, just a hint... For her eyes I used minimal mascara in an outward arch highlighting the graceful lines. When it came time for her hair I asked, "Are you sure about this?" She smiled. "I trust you, do your worst." I cut her long hair into a very short pixie cut, longer on one side than the other. I added some highlights. It had been two hours and her and Carol were still giggling although that stopped and Carol just about choked when she saw me hacking off Viv's beautiful locks. Viv who couldn't see because I had covered the mirror noticed Carol's expression and flinched but said nothing. At the end I uncovered the mirror and showed her my creation. "Oh my god!" she cried. "Nath its bloody brill, shit I had forgotten how good you are." She patted my hand. "You should be working for me." She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me again, this time it was a lingering soul wrenching kiss that went on and on. Our tongues were like lovers twisted and tangled together. "Uh hum," Carol coughed. We separated stepping back, Viv turned to her. "I am sorry Carol... I just got carried away." Carol grabbed her. "Hey I don't mind but I want some loving as well. They embraced and if our kiss lingered theirs went on forever. When they separated they were breathing hard and staring into each other's eyes. They both turned to me guiltily before Viv announced. "I better go." I walked off to get more champagne and the impassioned moment was lost seemingly forever in a mix of questioning smouldering glances. Carol refused to let Viv leave and forced her to stay for dinner. As we worked our way through an enormous spread Viv couldn't hold back. "So tell me is Nathalie around all the time now?" It was Carol who saved my blush. "Yes babe, Nathalie is here with us full time." Viv sighed. "Fuck I am so jealous Carol... It was what I always wanted. Nath you look amazing by the way, I wasn't going to say anything but you truly look fantastic and so pretty and your voice... Wow so sexy." I blushed deep red as her compliments sunk in. Carol laughed. "She has been having electrolysis to get rid of the pesky stubble as well. Viv's eyes lit up and she couldn't resist reaching out and running her fingers over my face. "Hmmm smooth hon, god it is baby soft." She gave me a hug. "Love it is so nice to be able to talk again, god I have missed you so much. I hope we can be friends." I nodded. "Yes I have missed you as well." "So what are you going to do hon?" Viv asked. I shrugged noncommittedly. "Not sure." "Then why don't you think about what I said? You could work for me." I laughed. "I don't think that is a good idea, do you?" She shrugged. "Actually I do." In bed Carol was in a fiery mood. She ripped my clothes off like a wild woman and her mouth engulfed my cock in one deep dive. We made love with a fury that could have been misinterpreted as rape it was fast, brutal and completely draining. We ended up in the conversation that we had been going round and round. "Nat are you happy with the way things are at the moment?" I nodded. "Yes, but to be honest I am a bit lost. Lately I have fallen so into the role of Nathalie I have lost myself and I feel like I am losing my real identity." "Maybe you have found your real identity...." That made me think and turned my blissful moment into a sleepless night. My foray into hair and makeup was actually becoming popular especially after Carol put together some social media stuff explaining I specialised in people who wanted to experiment. She found lots of CD and TG friendly websites where she posted adverts. That started to bear fruit and my clientele took on a whole new vibrancy and diversity. It drove Carol into a discussion with me. "Babe I want to make a suggestion." I nodded along and she babbled. "You are getting way to popular for the dungeon." The dungeon is what she called the salon in the basement. "Yeah I actually agree, so what are you suggesting, we move into a salon or something?" "No this is more life changing." She sucked in a deep breath. "I want us to buy a house, a house big enough to have a decent salon attached. I want us to buy it together. I want it to be ours." I was a bit taken aback. "Bloody hell..." I let it sit for a minute and I saw her face drop. "You don't want to do you?" "It's not that I don't want to, you know I love you, I have said it many times, but are you sure you want to do that. I mean it's a big step and I am still struggling to figure out who or what I am. You might be sick of me after a few months, what happens then?" She smiled. "Who you are is a sexy vibrant woman, and my super sexy boyfriend. I love you both and I don't care which way you fall. I love you both and you cannot get rid for me that easily." I was hesitant to say this but it had been bubbling away under the surface for a while but I had been too scared to say anything. Recently after spending so much time with brave proud open crossdressers it made me realise I was a coward, I cared way too much about what other people thought and said, but my feelings had become so strong I was struggling to keep them suppressed, it was now or never. "What if I wanted to become Nathalie permanently?" She hugged me reassuringly. "Babe I am in this for the long haul and if you want to transition then I will support you one hundred percent, although I must admit I will be sad to lose Percy." That shocked me. "Jesus Carol I didn't mean gender reassignment, I just meant I like being Nathalie, but I love my cock too much to cut it off." She laughed. "Phew... Thank god, I was a little nervous there for a second, I mean it wouldn't have changed my answer, I do love you, and let's not forget you are still the best pussy licker I have ever met, although..." She gave me a furtive coy look. "I will say this, Viv is a close second." We had never really spoken about the details of the night she spent with Yves and Viv, this was new and real, I had always wanted to ask but the time never seemed right... "So you enjoyed that night with them?" She twitched nervously, unsure what to say. "Can I be honest?" I nodded. Her face broke into a smile. "OK here goes. It was fucking awesome, having never been with a woman and Viv being my best friend and we are so close I was nervous, but it was amazing and so intense. She was so into it. So yes I loved it." "What about Yves?" She fidgeted but didn't answer. "C'mon hon, be honest with me, don't bullshit me." She nodded. "I enjoyed it..." she stuttered. "You know what he is like, yes I liked it a lot, he was big and powerful and yes it was wonderful, I have never experienced anything like that he is fucking huge, I thought he was going to split me in two." I could see how nervous she was. "Yeah I know what he is like." I must have shown my pain hearing her words. "I am sorry babe, I didn't mean to hurt you, I enjoyed it and I want to be honest, he was an experience, but in truth I never want to go there again, it was to much." So the decision was made, we were going to buy a house together. It sounded simple but proved to be harder than anticipated. We looked at hundreds of properties before finding the right one, after countless arguments we eventually found a place we liked. It was everything we were looking for, big and bright with fabulous gardens and the kitchen was brand new with beautiful appliances and marble and glass. The bonus was it had a huge studio apartment on the ground floor. It was completely self-contained so that it could be let separately. We made an offer and it was finally accepted. Carol and I were house owners. It cost the best part of three hundred and fifty thousand. She put in twenty five, a leftover bequest from her passed away Gran. I put in the rest of the deposit and we brought it. It was her first home and mine as well. Collectively we packed up and moved in. The first task was the refurbishment turning the flat into a salon. We totally changed it making enough room to put in three chairs and a separate room which I was going to use as a nail salon. After completing the redecorating Carol decided she wanted to celebrate, and of course she wanted a party. She wanted to invite everyone we knew, but that left me feeling unsettled and uncomfortable. As comfortable as I was in my new skin as Nathalie I wasn't ready to go completely public. When I saw her guest list I was not happy. She wanted to invite, a huge list of close friends including Mike my old boss and some of the guys I had worked with. I wasn't ready for that, not yet anyway. It quickly degenerated into a full on war. The argument raged for days. She was as angry as I had ever seen her. "Nat you keep going on about loving being Nathalie and you spend all day in her skin, what pisses me off is the hypocrisy. You either want to be Nathalie or you don't, one way or the other you need to decide because this is bullshit." I tried to explain that I just wasn't ready to go public. But her persistent attack eventually won me over. The fact she dragged in some of my clients made it more difficult to argue against. They had all been through it every single one of them same thing, be brave and just do it. Carol got all excited and the final straw was when she walked in with a couple of dress boxes. "Babe I got us matching dresses, it is going to be perfect..." There was one other worrying aspect and that was Viv, I knew she would bring Yves. As the big day got closer I asked Carol to ask Viv not to bring him. The moment the words were out she argued and as the temperature rose she started to sob. "Please babe, don't be like that, you and Viv have been getting on really well lately, I can't leave him off, just ignore him." The day of the party I was forced into perfecting her makeup. Not that it was a hardship, I followed that with my own and I have to say I was happy with the results. I got the right balance of sexy sultry seductress and dark temptress. Carol looked spectacular, especially in her new dress. I took ages to get ready revelling in trying on my dress. The lingerie she had purchased was so sexy. The party kicked off to a good start people started drifting in and there were heaps of people. I had sort of picked up the barman's duties as guest after guest rolled in. I was talking to one of my clients when I spied Viv out of the corner of my eye. I looked around carefully and sure enough fucking Yves was there as well. The moment I saw him my heart started racing and my blood pressure went through the roof. Carol appeared beside me slipping her arm through mine. "Relax babe, like I said ignore him." Carol and I didn't talk much during the party, she was too busy showing off the house and playing hostess. Me well I was kept pretty busy as well, my old friends as surprised as they were at my appearance wanted to talk and that included Mike. He was stunned at first, but as the night unfolded he came around especially after we had a few. He asked. "Look this is none of my business, but was all this something to do with why you separated from Vivian?" "Yes in a way, although not as you are probably thinking, she wanted me to go further and at the time I couldn't, I wasn't ready." All he said was, "Wow." When I showed him through the salon he was blown away. "Shit you are a man... Oops person of many talents. I will have to tell my wife, she is always looking for a good hairdresser." Of course Viv couldn't stay away and came over while I was making some cocktails. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. "Great party non and I have to say this place is amazing. The salon is going to be amazing." As we chatted away a dark shadow crossed us, of course it was Yves, he leaned in for a kiss, with that supercilious grim covering his face. "Hello my darling little angel, how are you?" I leaned away holding up my hand to block his advance. Viv looked on with a smirk, but he wasn't going to be denied. He tried again for a kiss but I fended him off. "Yves stop it you are behaving like a prick." Viv interceded. "Yves don't tease Nath is uncomfortable. Be nice, take your time, maybe later?" She gazed questioningly at me, but I turned and walked away. By the time the last guest was shooed out the door Carol who had a fair bit to drink was ready for bed. Once the salon started moving, Carol managed the promotional aspects and the constant stream of clients was certainly encouraging. A lot of them were alternative and I loved talking to them about how and why they dressed, it was surprising that a lot weren't gay, a lot were from stable loving normal relationships, married with children. Talking helped because lately as I had slipped deeper into Nathalie's persona some things started to irk me, and I couldn't shake them. My physical appearance started to annoy me. Even with my makeup skills somethings were impossible to hide. I spent an increasing amount of time in front of the mirror finding fault with everything. It caused a few problems between Carol and me because I felt myself drawing back from her, I wanted to talk but I was embarrassed. It was easier to talk to some of my clients. I felt guilty because I was using them for counselling, but charging them... One in particular, Jennifer who was out and proud and very gay, was so easy to talk to. She laughed with me about her latest boyfriend and her love life... She was just really fun. I queried her on her boob job and she talked me through it. It was something that I had thought long and hard about since the party. I loved Nathalie and I was certainly more at peace with the world in her skin. I can't explain it, I can't describe it but that night at the party back in Nathans skin I felt like a fraud. I wanted to be Nathalie, but it was going to take a big leap of faith. I stewed on it for ages and Carol saw my unease and tried to talk to me but I was scared, scared that she would leave me. She said herself it was nice to make love with Nathan occasionally, if I walked down this road there was no going back. I struggled along until it blew up in an argument of gargantuan proportions over nothing at all. Carol in tears screamed at me. "OK this has gone far enough. If you are leaving just do it, don't lead me on I am sick of it." I was shocked. "I am not leaving," I whispered in response. "Well not unless you kick me out after what I am about to tell you." I had been keeping this bottled up for so long it hurt and I burst into tears. Carol grabbed me and we hugged collapsing on the sofa. "OK babe spit it out, what's going on, something has been troubling you for months, ever since that damn party, was it because I invited Yves?" I kissed her holding her at arm's length peering into her eyes. "No it's bigger than that and I am scared of what you will think of me once I tell you." "Then stop beating around the bush, spit it out." "OK... well I told you that I want to live more as Nathalie, well that has been growing and now I want to take it a step further." I could see tears building and her body trembled. "Yes." "I want to get some facial surgery, to feminise my face, I want to get a trachea shave and I want tits." The last bit made her pull back, but whereas I thought she would be horrified, she laughed. "That's it? All this fucking drama is because you want tits..." "You said yourself it was nice to have Nathan occasionally, if I do this then it won't be possible. I was scared that you would no longer see me as the man of the house, I like that role, I like the fact you need me and rely on me." "Fuck... I will still respect you in the morning," she giggled. "Yes it was fun having Nathan around, this is going to be hard to explain but I don't love the male or female side more or less. I love you for who you are. I guess I have been expecting you to walk further down this road and I am comfortable with that, we can make it work." We hugged and fell back on the sofa in a kiss, she sat on top of me. "Babe you must make me only one promise." Scared I whined, "Yes, anything." "Well before you cut your dick off, I want children." Now that took the wind out of my sails. "Children!" She nodded. "Yes I love you, but I want children." "How the hell could I ever be a father?" She sniggered. "You will make a great parent, yes it will be different that's for bloody sure, but plenty of gay couples have children." I had always wanted kids when Viv and I were together, but as I had floated down this creek I wondered if that ship had sailed. "What would they think, kids would tease them mercilessly, they would have a terrible life." She hugged me tight, her fingers digging in tightly. "Babe they would have a great life, we can bring them up to be children of the world, to understand, with no bigotry or prejudice." I tried to say something but she shushed me. "You are not getting rid of that penis until I have my children." That's when I smiled. "I don't want to cut it off, all I want is the surgery and boobs, I am keeping my cock." "Babe I don't care, even if you did, you lick pussy so good, you know you have made me look at lesbians differently, now I look on with envy... But maybe even other girls aren't as good?" "So children, when do you want this to happen?" She kissed me wetly on the cheek. "If you are keeping your equipment... then there's no rush, but the moment you want to take hormones or chop it off then you have to tell me." "So you would be OK for me to take this further?" "So long as it's what you want, having boobies to play with will be nice." It took me a while to actually build the courage to go through with it, talking had been wonderful and just airing my thoughts had been cathartic but now it was time to follow through. Carol was supportive and drove me to the hospital, she kissed me. "I love you babe," she cried as they wheeled me into the surgery. When I awoke from surgery my head was wrapped in bandages and I was fuzzy and disoriented but the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Carol, she sat close to the bed with my hand wrapped in hers. Over the next couple of weeks the recovery went well and my face was exposed and when I looked in the mirror I was horrified, I looked like bloody Frankenstein, but day by day I healed and it got better. My boobs looked good, but my nose took a while as did my lips. All that time looking at my thin masculine mouth made my new pouty lips look way to big but the swelling went down and they started to look normal. Carol teased me endlessly that she couldn't wait to get them wrapped around her fanny. That day did eventually come but it seemed to take forever. That first kiss was amazing, my lips seemed so sensitive, it may have been psychosomatic but it sure felt good.