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Meeting Karen By MadQuill This is a four-part story is about a woman who models herself on another. I hope readers will enjoy this trans-lesbian tale. All of the characters are over eighteen years of age. This work will have additional chapters. Thank you for your comments. This is a work of Fiction. Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. Meeting Karen - Part II Preamble : Carrie has met Karen, and the two left the club together. After trying for weeks Toni did get Carrie to agree to ride with her road bike club. "You can use my older cycle Carrie, but remember, this is an all-girls club, so you had better be prepared for a careful, 'once-over', by the lead rider. We call her Bibbie, which really means 'bike-bitch'. She is a financial planner, and though she is aggressive, she does lead well. Most of the girls are quite comfortable, and friendly, but Bibbie will be checking you out." Before the first Saturday ride, Toni came over to Carrie's after the finishing her Friday dance classes. Carrie had recently joined one of Toni's smaller girls dance classes, after having her private lessons with Toni. She was comfortable with the feminine leotards and hanging out with the other women. To ride with Toni and the other women she would need riding gear. Toni had helped Carrie select a Giordana bib- shorts in white and black, with red accents, and a similar short-sleeve shirt for her. Carrie wondered about the shorts, as she was standing beside Toni. "Can you see any hint of my boy stuff Toni?" she asked as she turned and twisted while looking back at the mirror. "Hey Carrie, stop that. Those fit you nicely, and your bottom will impress Bibbie! Just remember, she leads, we follow, do you understand?" Then Toni reviewed Carrie's legs. "At least you have shaved those long legs nicely." Toni jealousy touched Carrie's inner thigh. "Those are seriously toned girl!" Carrie smiled as Toni stood. "Thanks to you and the dancing." The weather looked okay. "Again, it could be a save, if it rains, as we'll leave the group and use it as the excuse. There is no sense in too long a ride. Tomorrow night, I am certain you will not be going dancing," Toni explained. "Those calves will be toast after an hour, so I'll handle Ms. Bibbie, okay?" Toni said. "I'll meet you here with the bikes at eight tomorrow morning," as Toni wanted to review and possibly adjust Carrie's makeup and check her outfit. She suggested, "Just use a little mascara, and maybe a soft pink lipstain, as you will be sweating." In the morning Toni arrived and saw how Carrie had placed her helmet with her fake brunette ponytail, as her blondish hair was still above her shoulders. "Okay Carrie, that works," as Toni pulled on Carrie's hair, to assure herself the setup wouldn't fail. The ride to the cycle path was just a half a mile, and Toni de-mounted the two ultra-light Bianchi's from her roof carrier. "The older one is a hybrid composite and two years old, but it's still quite nice though," Toni said. When they joined the others, Toni's friends were all quite supportive. "As a new rider, Carrie can be excused after the first twenty miles," Bibbie said. "Toni, are you okay with getting her back safely?" Bibbie asked. After the first seven miles the rain did come, but it was very light. The group of six women moved at a moderate pace, and only Toni and another woman, Sandy, followed Carrie. At the first water stop, Sandy complimented Toni. "You have found a beautiful girl to add to our club. Good work," as Sandy lightly squeezed Carrie's bottom. "Nice," Sandy said softly, as she walked off to the restroom. Toni paused the butchy dike and scolded her. "Sandy that is not the way to treat my friend!" Just then the rain intensity increased. "We're out of here Carrie," Toni said. Carrie was happy, as the exercise, though not rigorous, was more than she was used to, and she was hoping to meet Rob again tonight. Their first date five weeks earlier had been fun, and though it hadn't led to a follow-up, Carrie was pretty certain that Rob wanted to be with her again. She needed some time to prepare as he had suggested meeting at the club after nine. "I can pick you up and we can drive together Carrie," Rob had suggested, but Carrie wanted to dress to the nines, and she wanted her other friends to see and watch the two leave together. "Rob, I promised Trixie that I would drive with her tomorrow night," Carrie explained to Rob when they spoke after her dance lesson Thursday evening, but she was making an excuse. She wanted to be seen leaving with Rob, not arriving. - - - - - - - - - - - Carrie remembered the night that Karen first stay with her, and the intimacy of Karen lips and tongue on her sex. She was surprised at Karen's oral interests and her willingness to be with her. That night as Carrie had driven Karen's Audi towards the condo, she wondered about how they could be together. She was about to have her boss's wife sleep in her apartment. "Karen, should you spend the night?" And Carrie's quick sideways glance saw the subtle nod from Karen. She heard her say, "Uh huh," softly as she looked at Carrie driving the large car. Carrie then asked. "We weren't drinking heavily. Are you feeling okay?" but Karen looked at her. "Is the process fun?" Karen was changing the subject. "I mean getting ready? For any girl, it's time consuming, but-" Karen had slid back against the door panel, and the car was still a mile from the condo. Karen was on a roll. "I'm just in wonder, Carrie. You look and feel, you even smell feminine." "I guess it is exciting Karen, every time I finish and look at myself," Carrie said. Yet Carrie was anxious. "But being dressed, in my lingerie and dresses, it does feel good and I stopped considering myself as a male some time ago. I can't explain the inner relief," Karen was listening carefully, but Carrie was holding back. She still had to be 'Gary' early on Monday morning. "When I watch the video of myself in an outfit, with my clothing and hair," now Karen interrupted. "You video yourself?" she asked perplexed. Carrie smirked. "You think that I would consider walking out of my condo without knowing if I look good?" Carrie explained that a mirror was not sufficient. Karen was surprised, but she listened closely. "I set up my camera and confirm how I look. I confirm that even from behind I present well, and the details; my nails, and everything. You have a better starting point Karen, but I have to be certain that my look, and my face are ready for inspection." Karen now giggled, as she clearly was more than a little excited. Carrie had suggested that they continue to her home, but as she turned off the car Carrie wondered what had happened to Rob. In the distraction of meeting Karen, she had missed him at the club. Sitting a moment with the engine off, she was smiling as she compared Karen's blowjob to Rob's, and she liked Karen's style, and then she recalled when she had spent the night with Melissa. Carrie was surprised how awkward she had felt, as Melissa had never sucked a penis, yet she knew that Carrie was a trans person. Carrie looked over at Karen now, and considered how the night had turned out. She would have to call Rob and apologize, but then she was distracted by Karen sitting so nearby. It was a magical moment. She removed the ignition key while looking over at Karen; it appeared that she was asleep. "No, I'm just enjoying thinking of sucking you off again Carrie," Karen said as she sat up. "I need more of you Carrie." And she looked at Carrie with lustful eyes. Carrie hadn't ever been blown so beautifully, and as she opened the driver's door slowly, she considered bring her boss's wife into her bed, and she swung her hose' covered long legs free and stepped around the front of the car with her heels clicking on the concrete surface. "Here comes someone special," Karen said through the car window which she had opened. Carrie came around the car and Karen shifted away from the door, as she closed the window, and Carrie opened the passenger door. Karen lewdly smiled and reached up and pulled her into a kiss. Then her fingers slipped beneath Carrie's dress. She tugged the hem up and smiled seeing the hose' held by the shiny brass clasps of the rose toned suspender. "I want some more of this," Karen said, as she had an easier time getting Carrie's panties aside, as there was no tape to deal with. In a blink she held Carrie's soft penis. "You really do like to suck cock Karen!" Carrie said, standing beside the car. Karen leaned over, but she needed to get out of the car. Carrie was surprised as she saw Karen kneel. "Ouch!" she cried, as she felt a pebble, and Karen reached in and grabbed the carpeted floor mat and placed it on the ground. Again, she kneeled and took hold of Carrie's sex. "Umh, you're getting stiff little woman!" And she licked along the length of Carrie's growing stiffness. It surprised Carrie that Charles didn't enjoy his wife's oral attention, as she was that quite good at eating dick. Carrie considered the earlier statement regarding Charles, as Karen's lips kissed her hardening penis. "But I'm pretty certain that I won't, ahh, oh Karen," Carrie moaned as she leaned against the open car door, and Karen engulfed her now hard but small penis. "Oh my, Karen, yes, oh, your mouth, ohh, and your tongue, ahh, this feels wonderful!" Carrie caressed Karen's hair, as she licked and kissed her penis, trying to bring on a second orgasm. "Yes, Carrie. I love this, and your girl-prick seems to like my warm mouth and tongue." Carrie looked around, as even though it was dark, the car's interior light was on. "Karen, you do this so beautifully," as Karen looked up to Carrie face. Carrie saw that her face was moist from saliva and pre-cum. Karen held the tight sac beneath the hard shaft gently. "You're hard again." And Carrie's hand came to her cheek, as Karen turned slightly and sucked on her thumb. "I want you again, and again," Karen whispered, as she moved her mouth off of the penis, teasing Carrie. "I need your cock inside me Carrie," as her fingers moved up and down Carrie's penis. "I like this little heart," Karen was talking of Carrie's tuff of hair remaining on her pubis. "Cum in my mouth Carrie. Flood me again please? Fill my mouth a second time!" Karen was now stroking Carrie, and she felt her peak near. "You told me that you like to suck cock too, well." But Karen's mouth was again full, and Carrie closed her eyes. "Karen, agggh, again, oh yes !!" Carrie loudly moaned as Karen's lips stay around her penis and she enjoyed a second climax. "Oh, my Karen," Carrie said as she looked down to Karen's face and she saw her licking the semen from her fingers, and her left index finger gathered the bobble off her cheek. Karen rested back on her heels, while still holding Carrie's softening sex. "I do like sucking you Carrie." And she found a tissue and wiped her lips. "But this was so special; it maybe that I've not had enough cock, or maybe it's the lingerie, and the scent of a woman," Karen said smiling. "That's the most semen I've had in years Carrie!" And Karen stood, and they embraced. But now Carrie needed to sit. "Let's go in now Karen." She was not settled, as she walked alongside Karen, and now Carrie considered whether Karen was drunk, as the two discussed the night. "Karen are you sure you should spend the night?" And Carrie saw a subtle nod from Karen. She heard her say, "Uh huh," softly as she looked at Carrie. Carrie then asked. "We didn't drink heavily. Are you really sure that you feel okay?" She was dumbstruck that this beautiful woman had just thoroughly emptied her testicles. Karen only smiled, as she pulled Carrie close. Clearly both women were more than a little tried, as Carrie opened the door to her home. When they were inside, Carrie was looking about, considering the next issue, as the two women kicked off their heels and sat in the living room with some cool water. They spoke of Karen's life. "I basically just find things to do each day. So, I go shopping, and do lunch, and that can fill a portion of the day, but finding interesting women, that's a bit of a problem. I want to have more to do though." Karen sat relaxed on the sofa, across from Carrie in the armchair. Carrie wondered about that comment. Karen continued to describe her "uninteresting life" And Carrie listened until it was quite late, past one in the morning. "Thanks for listening, Carrie," Karen said. Then she stood and sat down on the arm of the chair close to Carrie. Carrie looked up at this beauty, and she wanted to be with her, but she was nervous. "You can sleep in my bed, Karen, but I'll use the small room." Carrie wanted to sleep beside Karen, next to her, but she also knew that they should not be together. Fellatio was easy sex, but intercourse would not be right. "Sure Carrie, and I need some sleep," as Carrie stood and took Karen's hands. Once in the bedroom Karen laid across the bed as Carrie pulled the duvet across Karen. She was still dressed, but Karen was asleep. Carrie quietly walked to the smaller room, and she listened for Karen and after a few minutes she heard Karen's soft rhyme of breathing. Carrie could relax, but she couldn't sleep yet. She lay there in the dark and imagined Karen was there beside her. After three in the morning, she did fall asleep, and she dreamed : - - - - - - - - - - - "So, Miss Stout, do you feel you are ready to be my secretary?" Miss West asked. The interview was well along and Carrie felt she would hire Miss Stout, but she sensed that the woman seat across from her was nervous. Karen Stout wanted to work, and her degree and organization skills exceeded the qualifications the advert said were required. She had carefully dressed this morning for the interview with the small legal firm. The woman sitting across from her was a few years her senior, and she was all business. Her gray suit was nicely tailored, but the skirt was little too long; the portions were off Karen thought. After several additional questions Miss West seemed to relax, and Karen felt she would be hired. There was a discussion about salary, and the benefits, but then Miss West paused and stood. "I think there is only one more item Miss Stout." Miss West moved around the desk. "You see, we're a small firm, only four lawyers, and Sarah. She manages the office, as we use an office service for the paralegal support work. My oldest partner is leaving in a month, and the two others are a bit older than myself. Both are over forty-five. I would suggest that if you accepted the position, you would have to agree to a slight wardrobe change." Karen listened as Miss West now turned. She was standing with her back towards Karen, who studied the woman's profile. The waist of her suit was quite sharply defined, and the pencil skirt was at least four inches below her knees. "Maybe if you chose to wear pantsuits, or longer skirts Miss Stout." Then Miss West turned slowly, and Karen saw the tallish woman?s skirt shift and exposed some of her left thigh, as the slit was apparent. Karen shook her head in agreement of the requested change. "A skirt such as you are wearing is acceptable?" Karen asked and she watched as Miss West walked nearer extending her hand. "Exactly. A little more fabric, and we?ll be happy to see you next Monday morning," Miss West said. Karen stood slowly, now well aware of her exposed knees. "I can start immediately, Miss West." The older woman paused with this suggestion, then walked to the office door. Miss West appraised the outer room, which had several large file cabinets, and then she stopped. "Maybe," was all Miss West said as she stepped towards the conference room. "Come with me Miss Stout." But she again stopped. "It will not work, me calling you Miss Stout, so Karen." And she continued into the large room with the long table. "These piles each have a separate case history. The young man who you?re replacing left a week ago due to a family matter, and he left this work unfinished. The office is quiet today, so you could spend the remaining hours getting a handle on the various cases and filing the documents." Karen moved to the large table and picked up a folder. She quickly scanned the collection. There were easily thirty groups spread around the table surface. She looked over her left shoulder at the attorney who was hiring her, her new boss. "I can do this Miss West," she said. "Carrie, Miss Stout, okay?" she said but realized her error. "Karen that will be grand." And they turned and shook hands. "I arrive early each day, near seven forty-five, and I will get you a key on Monday." It was after two in the afternoon, and Miss West quickly explained the file system to Karen, and various other details. "I?ll leave you to it," Miss West said as she walked to the doorway. "I will be heading home after five." And Miss West turned and walked back to her office. A few minutes later Karen heard her speaking on the phone. It was quite still in the conference room, and she heard Miss West, Carrie, clearly. "Yes George, Phil?s replacement was hired. Yes Stout, she is the one." But Karen could hear only one side of the discussion. "Will you be in tomorrow George?" Then Karen considered closing the conference room door, but as she moved it, she left it open a crack and returned to the files. "Yes, she has little experience, but neither did Phil when he started a year ago. I think Miss Stout will be a good addition to the team." Karen was no longer distracted by the conversation, as she focused on subdividing the papers of the Johnston case. Miss West had explained that though the documents were also stored digitally, the papers were essential. She worked carefully for several hours without thinking of where Miss West was, and Karen was startled when the door swung open and Ms. West stood smiling. "You?re a good worker," Miss West said. It was after five. Karen was slightly uncomfortable as she had removed her suit jacket and she was bent over with her bottom pointed towards the doorway. Her skirt hem had ridden up the back of her thighs, and she knew that the other woman had to be looking at her bottom, and the slight silky slip she had beneath her skirt. She was looking over her left shoulder as Miss West moved into the room. "You have a lovely derriere Karen," Carrie said as she was immediately behind the new employee, and Carrie reached and pulled the edge of the skirt downward for Karen. "This is why we discussed the wardrobe change. Seeing your bottom is too distracting." But Karen was now standing. She was only an inch or so shorter than Miss West, and they were quite near each other, looking closely at one another, as Karen considered the intimacy of the touch she had just experienced. "I understand Carrie." But the gaze of the older woman was too intense, and Karen felt slightly aroused by her scent. She stood still as Miss West wrapped her right arm around Karen?s narrow waist and pulled her close. "I need you to agree, to what may happen next Karen," as she smiled, and her tongue moved slowly across her mauve colored lips. The soft kiss felt so natural now for Karen, and for that moment she forgot how new this relationship was. "Yes," she breathed, "I feel much better, Carrie." Karen now pressed her lips to Carrie?s, and her hands were now on the other woman?s hips pulling her closer. "I may be too aggressive, but Karen, my emotions just got the better of me, seeing your beautiful backside!" "It's okay Miss West," Karen stammered in return as her cheeks flushed. "I feel the same way," she said as Carrie?s kiss began again. She felt Carrie?s fingers gently caress her back and shoulders, causing her to moan under the sensual touch, and her breathing paused as Carrie?s fingers released the top two buttons of the blouse. "Oh god Miss," as the next two were torn loose, and the soft ivory of her lacy brassiere was exposed. Carrie slipped her hands down across the lace and gently squeezed Karen?s right nipple softly, then her hands moved down to her hips. Karen moved away slightly. "Boss, ahh, is this going too fast, as I need this position?" Karen said, though she was aroused by Miss West?s caresses. Carrie smiled and pressed her hips into Karen. "We?ll see how you feel later. Come with me to my office. The sun is setting." Carrie walked off, leaving Karen to consider the next step. She saw herself reflected in the glass of a picture frame hanging on the wall. Her blouse was wide open, and her nipples were taunt, sticking against the lace of her brassiere. Yet she followed Carrie, who was now closing the door of the small below counter refrigerator and holding a bottle of wine. "It?s a simple Chardonnay." And she unscrewed the top. "The glasses are in that cabinet Karen," pointing to the right of the doorway. After she had the two glasses, Karen slowly closed the door to the office, as she watched Carrie removed her jacket, and toss it on to the empty desktop. "I?m quite a neat nick, and now for a drink," indicating for Karen to hold the glass while she poured. Carrie spoke carefully as the white wine flowed into the two glasses. "I want you to know that I?m a transgender woman," Miss West said as she tilted the bottle up, to stop the flow of the wine, just as Karen gasped. "Miss West, what did you say?" She was surprised. "Really?" Karen asked as she moved backwards and rested her bottom on the desk edge, while holding the two partial filled glasses. Carrie simply nodded a yes, as Karen placed the glasses on the desk, and came to her boss. She took the bottle from Carrie, setting it on the side table. Then she sat down on the sofa, as Carrie watched. "Care to leave now?" Carrie asked, but then she also sat, on Karen?s left. Karen was flummoxed by this, but there she was. "Shhhh," Carrie whispered as she touched Karen?s cheek lightly with her finger. "I can?t explain this Miss West," Karen stuttered, but she moved closer and took Carrie face and they kissed with desire. Pausing as Carrie?s hands touched her breast Karen said. "I?m not going anywhere." And again their mouths met. The kiss was not gentle now, as Karen?s fingers now exposed Carrie?s brassiere; a front clasp model, and her fingers negotiated the simple hook, but she couldn?t release the thing. Now she caressed Carrie?s nipple through the lacy fabric as her mouth opened and their moist tongues played. "Umh, nice pert breasts," Karen offered her appraisal Carrie pushed Karen gently back onto the cushion and once again they kissed, as she reached to move Karen?s skirt upward and she negotiated Karen?s pantyhose, pulling them down, and her hands reach down and cupped Karen?s bottom. "I've wanted to do this since you walked into the interview," she said as she puffed, between kisses and she played with Karen?s body. She got the respond she wanted, as their tongues played while Carrie gently caressed Karen?s mons pubis, as Karen partially spread her legs. Carrie moved to kneel, and she leaned down and licked and kissed Karen?s panty covered vulva, as Karen lifted her hips to the soft mouth. Swiftly Carrie pushed the skimpy thong aside as Karen?s hip lifted her naked sex to Carrie?s lips. With her finger atop the hood of Karen?s clitoris Carrie moved up to kiss Karen as she pulled loose her blouse and pushed her bra cups below her breasts. "Here Carrie, kiss me here, ahh, yes." And Carrie?s hands moved to cup Karen?s breasts. "Let me release the clasp," Karen moaned, reaching behind herself. "Lovely," Carrie said as she now could gently caress Karen?s generous breasts. "God, I need mine to grow this large!" Carrie said as they once more kissed. "You really shouldn?t wish for large ones Carrie. I love your size, a B- cup?" But Carrie was again touching the hood of Karen?s vagina. "Kiss me there now, please Carrie." And she didn?t have to wait another moment. "That feels so good Carrie," as Carrie?s tongue slipped lower and rimmed her lower opening. "Oh yes, go there! Don't stop...please God don't stop..." Karen groaned softly as Carrie?s tongue loved her body. Carrie pushed Karen?s thighs open wider as her tongue slipped along her moist sex, as Karen was quite wet now. Her eyes glanced up to see that Karen was rolling her own nipples between her fingers. "God Miss West! Please don?t stop, oh Carrie!" she gasps, as her hips were bouncing, while Carrie?s tongue kissed and licked her pussy. Karen?s moaning continued, as Carrie?s two fingers slipped inside her soft outer lips, as she kissed her hooded clit. Then Carrie coiled the fingers as she pushed in and out of Karen?s wet pussy. "Oh God Carrie!" Karen screamed. "Pump me, yes, ohh, don't stop!" Carrie was smiling as she rubbed gently across Karen?s now fat clitoris. Karen?s thighs were now pressing, holding Carrie?s mouth near to her pussy. She was holding Carrie?s fingers inside her wet pussy. "Carrie! I'm cumming, oh yes, Carrie!" Her thighs squeezed Carrie?s head, as her orgasm continued. "Ohh god!" And then she was quiet, but still holding her thighs tightly around Carrie head. With her hand covered with Karen?s release, Carrie wiped her hand along the inside of Karen?s thighs, which lead to a tensing of her lovers? muscles. She sat up as Karen looked at her through her half-closed eyes. "Let me suck your fingers clean Carrie." And she pulled her right hand into her mouth. "Your juice tastes good," Carrie said. Then Karen shifted on the sofa and Carrie laid beside her. "Maybe," she sighed. - - - - - - - - - - - Carrie was awakened as her dreaming ceased, as she heard a soft sound. It was Karen?s snore in the other bedroom. A few minutes later she was asleep again. In the deep in the night, Karen awakened Carrie again, as she pulled the covers loose and climbed into the full-size bed with the nearly naked new woman. "This could lead to trouble Carrie, but I?m cold and lonely. Can you have me beside me, just to cuddle?" Karen asked and reached to touch Carrie?s chest. "Your breasts are so tiny, we?ll have to address that soon." And she embraced Carrie, who was already asleep on her side. The small room faced to the north, and neither was awake after ten. Karen rolled onto her side and reached to hold Carrie, and she discovered her smallish penis was as hard as a rock. "I can?t let this go to waste," Karen moaned, but Carrie was still asleep. For just one moment more, as Karen moved, she rubbed her now moist vagina back and forth across Carrie?s lap, and then she lifted upward. "Oh yes!" Karen groaned as she sat atop of Carrie?s hips and lowered her vagina onto Carrie?s morning erection. "That?s right," Karen said as Carrie?s eyes opened and she screamed in surprise. "Karen, I can?t be inside you! You?re Charles? wife! NO!" Carrie tried to rotate from beneath Karen?s hips, but she was resisted. Karen was so moist, and her tight vagina was wrapped about Carrie?s penis. Carrie attempted to stall the subtle up and down movement of Karen, and then Karen started to roll back and forth while atop Carrie?s penis. "I?ve no protection Karen! If you become pregnant, how will we explain this?" but there was some magic happening for them both. Slowly Karen fucked her trans lover, even lifting free of the stiffened rod. "I need to have you Carrie," Karen said as she dropped back atop the hard, wet cock. "And you have the proper equipment, so just enjoy shooting deep into my moist pussy, okay? That?s what I need and want." Karen reached to pull Carrie?s chemise loose. "These breasts," Karen said as she played with the small budding breasts, "will grow faster if you let me suckle them." And Karen bent to kiss Carrie?s left breast. "Umm, I love that I can just get a mouth full, from a woman with a penis deep inside my pussy!" The lovers kissed as Karen stayed on Carrie, and a moment later Carrie felt her climax nearing. "Karen, I?m going to fuck you now." But with Karen atop of her slimmed down torso Carrie could only shift about. She closed her eyes. "Oh god, Karen, what are we doing?" A moment later Carrie moaned, "Oh god, please, ohh !" And she released and screamed, "Oh god, yes, my god, yes, Karen, yes, ahhh!" Carrie had tried to hold off her climax, but Karen squeezed her hard dick with her kegels. "It will only take a few of those little swimmers to make me happy!" Carrie opened her eyes quickly to see a joy in Karen?s expression. After they showered, Carrie said that she had an afternoon ride planned. "It?s a short ten-mile ride," she explained her route. "Maybe a little shorter, since you?re new to the exercise," as she saw Karen thought of the possibilities. "Do you wanted to join me?" Karen considered the offer. "But I have no equipment," as she looked at the road bike leaning against the laundry room wall. Carrie wanted to have some company. "I have a simpler, slightly older bike that you can use Karen." Carrie went into her closet to collect a riding outfit. She returned with a yellow and black shirt and pant, for Karen. "These just might fit Karen," as Carrie came back into the utility space. Karen watched as Carrie pulled the very snug red shirt over her faux breasts. She asked, "You don?t want to attach your breasts Carrie?" Karen then saw that once the tight cycling shirt was settled Carrie?s chest looked quite normal. Then Carrie dropped her slight skirt and pulled the taut riding pants up her long smooth legs. "The padded crotch definitively covers these boy bits I have," as she groaned subtly and adjusted and tucked her penis backward and adjusted everything. "And I needn?t use any tapes." Carrie then held the shorts for Karen. "Maybe if you sit, I?ll have an easier time getting them up." It was Saturday, and since accompanying Toni and her riding club four months ago Carrie always rode. "I enjoy the lewd comments about my wide bottom, from the cars that pass me," Carrie said as she helped Karen with the bicycle?s seat adjustments. "Yeah, it sounds a little weird, but with my sunglasses, and the ponytail, they all just assume I am a woman, and I like that Karen." As the two started the ride, Karen wanted to follow. "No Karen, you can lead. I?ll enjoy the view." And Carrie considered how crazy last night was. "I?m still in a fog," Carrie said after the first miles and she had come alongside Karen. "That you happened to go dancing, at Spinners?" Karen asked. "Or that we met Carrie?" They were on a gravel path in the small park, and Carrie could now ride alongside Karen. Karen had good balance and Carrie was staring at her full breasts and she smiled. "You?re going to attract some attention in that suit!" Carrie said smiling. Karen asked why. "It?s yours Carrie, and." But Carrie had to slow and slip in behind Karen as they were again on the roadway. "Watch out for the potholes!" Carrie loudly said. As they rode, Karen explained about her marriage, and how it had devolved, and the controls Charles had set early in their relationship. "He hates oral sex, and also anal, and of course, no additional partners." But Carrie just listened, due to the shocking personal information Karen shared. "Carrie, I became, well, bored," Karen explained, as the two coasted down a quiet road. "Until Wendy moved across the street and we became friends, and I began to realize, that something needed to change," Carrie listened and considered where Karen was going with her confession. The route they rode was generally flat, and Carrie allowed Karen to determine the pace; the view of her bottom in the tight shorts excited Carrie, but it was the swell of Karen?s c-cup breasts that really made her envious. She also noticed that with a second female, there were less catcalls from the male drivers, though two teenagers were a bit lewd. While riding slowly along bridle path in the park Karen said, "I am less a lesbian; probably more bi than say Wendy, but she opened a new door to my sexual life." But she had slowed to a stop. They were a few miles into the ride. Carrie asked about Wendy?s spouse. "He?s a nice guy, but I think theirs is a marriage of convenience, and they won?t have any children." Karen? rolled her eyes. "She can really get my body off, but I need more than just an orgasm once every few weeks. I guess it is simple. I need to be penetrated, hence, this morning." Groaning Carrie rolled her eyes. "Tell me about it!" Carrie now wanted to get back, as this statement brought back the trepidation of the sex act with Charles? wife. The idea that Karen could become pregnant was causing her anxiety. "We should plan to do this again," Karen suggested, as clearly, she had no remorse of cheating with Carrie. "But won?t Charles wonder about where you are Karen? I mean, I?m enjoying my Saturday." Karen smirked at the question. "He?s away for the weekend, on a golf outing, and I have nowhere else to be. Maybe we can get a bite to eat Carrie? Over at the Goddess?" They were near the market, and Carrie agreed. As they sat on the terrace, Karen asked, "What is really with those oversized suits you wear to work?" Carrie smiled. "I am self-conscious, about my figure, and I have used the clothes to conceal my weight lost during the past seven or so months." Then Karen asked a very personal question. "Carrie, are you considering bottom surgery?" Carrie paused just a second. "No Karen I don?t think so. I am a dresser, but I could never be a full-time girl Karen. I must work quite hard to achieve this, but I know the rest of my life would be destroyed if I transitioned. My work situation would never allow such a change." Karen then said. "You don?t know this Carrie, but we are childless due to either my eggs or his sperm count." Carrie nearly screamed, as Karen continued to explain. "Well that?s just super." Carrie rolled her eyes. "So being with you was a good thing. I may see if the doctor?s report was correct." Now sitting with this beauty Carrie considered how Karen had climbed atop her this morning and said. "Well, this could blow up in our faces Karen," Carrie lamented. The two met again the following Saturday for a longer ride. "Did Charles ask about your new bike gear?" Carrie was inspecting the new Fuji carbon frame bicycle. "You do know how to shop!" Karen?s ride was easily worth more than five thousand dollars. Karen didn?t smile. "Let?s not speak of him today Carrie." Then she got on her bike. "I have been working on my new stationary unit, so you can ride a bit more aggressively Carrie." The track included several small hilltops but was along quiet roads where they encountered little traffic. After their ride, back at Carrie?s apartment Carrie came to Karen, as she had just finished showering. "Can I just look at you Karen?" She stood a few away, with a towel about her body and another on her head. But Karen wanted more than just Carrie?s look, and she dropped to her knees and pulled Carrie?s thin robe open. "This is what I want, and you can watch me blow your sweet cock girl!" A minute later Carrie was moaning, and her hands held Karen?s head. "Oh god, you are quite a good cocksucker Karen," Carrie closed her eyes, and wondered if their relationship could become something. "Oh, ahh, Karen, I am about to, ahhh!" Carrie exclaimed as she released into her lover?s warm mouth. "I do so love how full you?re." And Karen held the small hairless testes hanging beneath Carrie?s softening penis." "How did we get here Karen?" Carrie said as Karen stood and the large towel she had wrapped around her body fell, to the floor. "I need more of you." And Carrie pushed her onto the sofa. Carrie?s heart was racing as Karen press her tongue and moaned, as their two tongues played. The sofa was small, but Carrie pulled her into an embrace as the kiss continued. Karen?s right leg was now between Carrie?s thigh and they began to trib. Carrie felt fingers slip up under her loose dressing robe, just below her tiny breasts. Her other hand was on Carrie?s cheek, and she opened her mouth and their tongues met again. Carrie was quite aroused by the scissoring, and her heart raced hard. "Kiss me Karen," she asked as their cheeks were touching. "You have no whiskers?" Karen softly asked, and she and rubbed her breasts on Carrie?s face. "Oh Karen, so beautiful, and please don't stop honey," as she rubbed her left nipple across her upper lip. Carrie breathed as she felt Karen move her to lay on the sofa cushion, then she climbed atop her hips. "Is this really a good idea?" Carrie asked, knowing that soon they would couple once again. "I told you, that I need cock, and you have a wonderful one!" Karen said, as she pulled free the towel about her head. Carrie said as she slipped to her knees. "Let me spread these wonderful legs, as I need your honey Karen." And Carrie?s tongue gently slid along the side of Karen?s swollen clit. "Do you want me to stop?" Carrie asked softly. "You are on my tongue now Karen," she whispered as Karen?s hands now held Carrie?s fingers as Carrie caressed Karen?s perfect breasts while Carrie licked her fat clit. Their afternoon could go on, and Carrie was comfortable with oral sex. "Cunnilingus is special to me Karen, and you seem to enjoy my pussy stimulation." "Yes Carrie, eat my wet pussy, I love that you will lick, and eat me, yes, ohh, yes, there," Karen sighed as Carrie now licked her back rim. "Yes Carrie, ahh, please push that tongue in, oh, yes, there, into my butt. Ohh, god yes, finger my ass, ohh, ahhhh!!" Carrie?s mouth completely covered Karen?s sex as her finger rubbed and teased her bottom hole, as her lips caressed Karen?s bouncing hips, and she kept focused on her clitoris. "Oh, please stay there Carrie!" The climax Karen experienced caused her to gasp and shutter, as Carrie held her lover close for several minutes. "Fuck, that was the most intense, yeah," Karen was panting. "That was a big ?O? Carrie!" Karen purred, as she snuggled up against Carrie. "I could easily get used to screwing you dear!" Karen pulled Carrie to her mouth and their kisses continued until they were both asleep. One afternoon a week later Gary was in his office when the assistant called. "There is a friend of Mrs. Stout?s here, and she has asked to speak with you regarding a legal matter." Gary came out, and seeing Wendy realized that this could become a problem. He quickly escorted Wendy to the private conference room. Wendy Joseph was smirking. "I need you to do me a huge favor ?Gary?," Wendy said as she was now seated, and Gary saw her exposed upper thigh as she crossed her legs. Wendy was dressing in a sexy taupe body-con and tall black sandal heels. She had clearly planned to cause a disturbance. Gary looked about slyly, and then remembered that Charles was away for a court appearance in the next district. "I think we both know something. We could hurt each other Gary," Wendy said smiling. "I think you can avoid that by being a good sport," Wendy said as she stood. Then Gary saw her shift to a counterpoise, with her hip rotated. "I want to be with Karen and you." And Gary tied to control his complete surprise. "Only just once,." Wendy now walked around the desk. Gary watched as she leaned over, and he saw that she was presenting her unrestricted bosom. Her breasts nearly fell from the deeply cut scallop of her dress. "Or I?ll reveal to Charles that you?re fucking his wife!" Gary looked at Wendy, wondering what the hell the woman wanted. They had actually not met, nor spoken before this afternoon. First, he had to carefully get her to explain her interest, and as she leaned against the desk edge, she lifted her heeled foot to his lap. Somehow, he tapped the recording feature of his desktop CPU. Her raised leg now allowed Gary to see that her legs were covered in sheer hose and held by clasps, but she was naked beneath her dress. "I?m quite wet sitting near you, Carrie. Are you wearing hose? as well?" He now saw her glistening pussy framed by the taupe straps holding the sexy nude hose?, with the shiny chrome clasps. He didn?t say anything as she now moved her skirt hem up and he was quite close to her slippery slit, and Wendy?s finger rubbed her pussy. "Taste this." And Wendy lifted her moist fingers to his lips, and she rubbed her scent across his lips. Gary had been seeing Karen nearly three time a week, and possibly Wendy had been following her. "She stopped coming across the street over two weeks ago, and it was pretty easy to see the two of you riding last Saturday." "Wendy, ah Mrs. Joseph," he started. "Regarding a threat, you should understand that extortion is a felony, and blackmail is a form of extortion," he hadn?t a plan to resolve the situation, and Wendy was smiling as she again rubbed her exposed vagina. Then she slipped off her right heel and rubbed Gary?s lap with her silk covered toes. "I saw your beautiful ass, bouncing on the saddle of the bike Carrie." "I?m a bit of a lesbian, but you?re something new to my pansexual world," the welt of her hose? caught Carrie?s eye, as she knew these were Cervin silk fashion hose?, easily worth over a hundred dollars a pair. Wendy smiled as she saw the moment of recognition. "I knew that you would recognize the stockings. One woman to other. These feel exquisite, but there overpriced," she said as she moved her toes up to Gary?s cheek. "You have no whiskers?" she noted. As Wendy reached forward, she moved her leg and somehow slipped her heel back on. Now Wendy had his attention, as Carrie was aroused. "Oh," Wendy exclaimed. "Can I look at what is concealed in your pants Carrie?" She reached to the zip. "What color are your panties today?" Carrie couldn?t speak, as she hoped that the door to the office was fully closed. Wendy smiled as she watched Carrie?s eyes. "I?ll bet you look wonderful in full makeup, and wearing your short dresses," as her hand didn?t feel a rising prick at Carrie lap. "Please leave Mrs. Joseph, and I will consider not making a complaint, as there is a recording." But she had opened his pants and her fingers didn?t find an erect prick. "Ah, Mrs. Joseph," he moaned, glad that Carrie had applied the tapes this morning. They both heard a cellphone buzz; Wendy turned and reached into her small bag. "It is Karen," Wendy huffed. She answered the call, but heard the voice barking at her. "What in the hell Wendy! Why are you showing up at Charles? office?" Wendy quickly rotated and stood as she remembered that she and Karen could track one another. She was standing next to Carrie who was quickly closing her pants. "I was visiting with Gary honey," Wendy meowed. The friend?s app had shown Karen that Wendy was at the office. "You know her as Carrie, and you have been riding with her these past three weeks." Wendy explained that she was not happy with losing Karen?s attention. Carrie could hear Karen?s explicit direction. "If you ever want to see my sweet legs parted again, you will get out of there!!" Wendy glanced at Carrie. "And what about ?her? sweet legs? Huh Karen? I want you both to come for a visit, tonight." Carrie heard Karen explain. "You are way out of line lady, and I refuse to be intimated by your hostile behavior." And the call was terminated. "Well, Gary, or Carrie, we will see who gets what she wants, soon." And Mrs. Joseph turned and walked to the door. She opened it but she paused and reviewed the outer group of desks. It seemed that the entire staff had gone, and she turned back to Carrie. "It is after five, and now there is no one to witness my departure. Will you see me to the door Gary?" He stood and walked towards her. "You could use a better tailor; that belt is way too cinched at your narrow waist." But he took her elbow as they walked. "The door is this way Mrs. Joseph. Maybe we?ll see each other at a club, or somewhere else. Please remember that there is a recording of the statements that you have made." And he opened the outer door. She smirked and turned, now standing on the stone hall floor. "We?ll just see Carrie." He watched her walk to the building entrance, and then his phone rang; it was Karen. Carrie explained her anxiety of having Wendy coming to taunt her at the office. "It may be a non-issue to you Carrie," Karen said. "But she might have encountered Charles. How was she dressed?" Carrie spoke of the outfit and that Wendy wasn?t wearing panties. Then she explained the threat and the recording. "How could Mrs. Joseph jump to the conclusion that I was with Charles? firm?" but he quickly realized that they hadn?t been discrete, and Wendy simply could have followed Carrie one morning. "This is my fault Carrie," Karen offered. "But I have a way of pausing her threat, as she allowed me to record one of our afternoon sex romps." And Karen explained that the video included some anal play, and words harmful to Mr. Joseph?s professional career. After listening to her idea, Carrie told her that to threaten Wendy was a bad idea. "We will need an alternative, or this will escalate out of control Karen." Later that evening Karen called Wendy. "You are not my lover, nor my partner. We have been together, what? Maybe seven times." Wendy told her of her request to Carrie. "Or Gary, whatever. I just want to be with you two, just once. It would be amazing." But Karen interrupted. "No! There is no way, and never. Do you understand Wendy? Your silly idea is dead." Karen now wondered if she had been na?ve to trust Wendy. Wendy tried to resettle their relationship. "I will never threaten either of you again," as she now realized now she had upset Karen. "I promise, even if you won?t let me into your bed with her." Wendy now realized that her lewd visit to Charles? office had ruined their relationship. "I?m embarrassed and hope that in a few days we can again see each other Karen." But Karen had cut the call off. After an event less week Karen called Carrie at the office; it was Friday near four. "Can you meet me for a drink Carrie?" Karen was pushing Carrie, but she agreed to meet. Karen knew that to get changed for a five-thirty date would require Gary to leave the office now, as he continued to speak with Karen. He quickly closed his work files and dropped off the litigation paper he had prepared for Charles? review with Mary and quickly slip out the door. On the ride home Charles called his cell. "That is a good piece of research Gary. Can you make one minor adjustment?" Gary was blunt. "I?ve a meeting this evening, and that will have to wait Charles." Driving the short distance home, Gary planned Carrie?s outfit, and he jumped from the car, skipping up the several steps to the door. He wanted to be perfect for her, and Carrie saw that she had about an hour. After showering and doing her face, Carrie selected the new, slightly larger breast forms. These had an allowance for her budding own breasts. She was excited by the fuller appearance. She stepped into the black thong after applying the tapes to her tucked boy bits and settled the thin fabric. The lingerie set she had selected was rose with black lace and there were six clasps on the suspender. She pulled her nude color hose? up her smooth legs and carefully attached the clasps. The matching second thong slipped up her silk covered legs and she settled it over the suspender. The chemise was a deep rose tone as well, which wouldn't cause a worry if the strap were exposed. This evening she was able to get her face soften by using less foundation and she used peach and copper tones lightly around her eyes. The brown eyeliner was troublesome but with a steady hand she was happy with the look. She selected the clip-on rhinestone hoops onto her ears this evening. She pulled the deep-red dress over her head, carefully to avoid the earrings and adjusted the fall and the short sleeves. Her new red heeled sandals required a moment to get the two straps just right. Then she flipped the video camera on and walked about the room, and over to the hall mirror. Her wig was strawberry blond with some deeper toned highlights, but it needed a brush. Returning she checked the video. Carrie now felt she was ready, though this would be the first time she was dressed and out at the evening hour. She decided to bring her three- inch black heels for the drive to the restaurant Karen had selected. Looking at her Aurora watch, she noticed the time; she needed ten minutes to get to the meeting, but it was a short ride. Once in the car, she elected to not change her shoes, and attempt to drive in the taller red heels. When she arrived, she saw that Karen was at the end of the bar, and she looked beautiful. Karen?s hair seemed more luxuriant this evening. They cheek kissed and Carrie breathed out. "That may be the fastest that I have ever gotten ready Karen," as she placed her small clutch on the bar. "Carrie, the transformation is amazing, as less than ninety minutes ago you were in Charles office!" Carrie smiled at Karen. "How did you know?" "He called to tell me he was too busy, and that you had just dropped the file off. I have a say, that I enjoyed hearing that you were the cause of his late evening." "I?d also like to say that you look great. Did you check your backside this evening Carrie?" Carrie considered the question as she sipped the cool ros? wine Karen had ordered them, and again she smiled. They then discussed the Wendy incident for a few minutes, then Karen turned to another subject. "We need to settle a certain issue, as I feel you should no longer appear to be mimicking my appearance Carrie. We?re sitting together, and we look more like sisters, only you have a lighter wig this evening." Carrie had been thinking on a parallel notion, but she was unaware of how to proceed. "I want to suggest that you consider using a stylist," Karen said. "even my sister Faith doesn?t look as much like me, as you do Carrie West." "Finding a look that is yours. An alternative that is only yours Carrie," Karen reached into her bag and removed the small mirror. She handed it to Carrie. "You see, you look wonderful, but we both need you to standout and be Carrie now." She rotated and now Karen took the mirror and reviewed the reflection of the two of them, sitting close together. It was obvious to Carrie now. "My favorite one left the salon down the road over four months ago, and her new place is about a half an hour?s drive." But Karen sensed Carrie?s anxiety. "I would need help Karen, as I have never been to a salon, but hopefully you can be with me?" "Can you come and try working with Jessica, she?s has very good taste, but she is not cheap," Karen reached for Carrie right hand. "Please? She?s capable of doing more than your hair and face. You?ll be needing a wardrobe shift as well Carrie." When Carrie nodded Karen pulled her phone for the bag. "No time like the present." And she called and made an appointment. Karen slipped her phone back into her bag. "You know that I would like you to never have to do that transforming, from Gary, as I believe you should be living your life as Carrie, and I want to suggest that you leave Charles? firm. There are many good local firms that would accept a trans woman Carrie." But Carrie shook her head. "I?m not so certain, and besides, I still don?t feel female Karen." "That?s why we have an appointment for Thursday evening, you can take Friday off and be with me." Carrie, reached to hold her hand. "You really want to be with me Karen?" She moved nearer and Karen caress her thigh. "He?s heading to a meeting in Denver on Thursday." "Yes, the conference," Carrie had been considering traveling to attend as well. "But I like your idea much better," - - - - - - - - - - - - - The stylist was a short woman, maybe in her late forties, and after the email communications seemed to have a plan. When she Jessica, Carrie noticed her silver hair, but it was shorter, only falling to her shoulders. She was standing and observing Carrie, as Karen sat on a nearby stool. "I think you have a decent sense of who you are. I love the outfit, the bangles, the nail color, and that jackets? sleeves work, as they help make your arms appear shorter. Come here and show me your wrists. Carrie moved closer. "Yes, almost delicate. How much did you weight a year ago Carrie?" But Karen answered instead. "One sixty-three." "Well, thirty pounds. Ah, and," Jessica reached to adjust the jacket, and Carrie felt her fingers slip into her brasserie. "and you said that you?re planning an augmentation?" Carrie shivered as Jessica touched her small breast. "Yes, but a medium size." And she glanced toward Karen, as Carrie felt Jessica reach to remove the wig from her head. "Let?s see your real hair Carrie," as she removed the wig cap and the four bobby pins restraining her soft brown hair. "The color is wrong, but the length, almost as long as mine. We can work with this Carrie." Carrie saw Karen smile approvingly. "You are nearly at an ideal point, so we can focus on a wardrobe that has several, ah, alternatives, as your weight fluctuates, and remember. Movement is medicine for a person?s physical, emotional, and mental state." Jessica reached to touch Carrie?s chin. "Carrie, you?re fortunate, with very light facial hair, and having been on hormones these past months certainly has changed your skin." "Do you shave daily still?" Jessica asked knowing that the growth was not apparent. "Maybe twice a week now," Carrie said. Jessica pulled the jacket off of Carrie and reached to her neck to see the label of Carrie blouse. "This is where we need change, you should be wearing much finer undergarments." Then she bent down, grasping Carrie left foot and the heeled shoe. "The size is too small, but only a little, though the quality is good, but heels of this height, well, they are sending the wrong message, okay Carrie?" And Carrie scowled, as she loved her four and a half-inch heels. Karen stood and came to Carrie. "We?re both going to help you sweetie," even though on her feet were heels almost as tall. Friday morning was special, as Karen had prepared a bath for Carrie. "I get to pamper you today, and then we?ll do all of the things Jessica wrote down, and" she paused to kiss Carrie. She turned as Karen laid beside her on the bed as Carrie said. "I can?t believe she was able to select and buy such a range of outfits." Karen reminded her, "She knows a thing or two, and it?s all on your credit card Carrie." "I need a bigger closet!" Carrie had thought that she would rather buy her own clothes, shoes, and perfume, but Jessica?s selections were beyond beautiful, and the small details, accessories were also well considered. "I?ll manicured your nails, though they are pretty nice still, and you?ll soak in a warm bath, and then we?ll do the facial, cleansing and purifying, and a sheet mask. It will make you feel wonderful Carrie." And she now caressed her face. The two were quite comfortable after Carrie?s bath and facial, and Karen was selecting an outfit from the new wardrobe. She wanted Carrie to realize she could be out at whatever hour of the day or night she wanted, not simply to go dancing. To be comfortable as her partner too. "Let?s go out to the new restaurant Carrie?" But Carrie interjected, from the bedroom Karen was in the closet, trying on wigs from Carrie?s collection. "Do you think that is wise Karen?" Karen came in and presented herself. "With this curly blonde hair no one will see Mrs. Stout!" Carrie agreed. "I?ll call for a reservation, but we?ll use an Uber." On the way home afterwards, the two made out while the driver tried to be safe. "I think he?s enjoying us Carrie," Karen said as she bent low to kiss Carrie?s semi-hard cock. She was discrete, but Carrie pulled her up and into a kiss. "I need you too honey, but not with the guy watching." At the apartment, it was clear that Karen was a bit drunk, as she flashed the driver, after giving him the fair. "My girlfriend?s going to get some of this." And she exposed her naked pussy. Carrie yelled, "Stop teasing him Karen!" Inside the door on the table, Karen had left her strap-on, and as Carrie went to pee, she stripped off her dress, leaving the wig in place and positioning and settled her toy cock, then she stood at the bath door, waiting for Carrie. The lube coating on the head of this dildo glistened, and when Carrie open door, she saw her lover. "Tonight you?re acting like a slut, and I kind of like it," Carrie said as Karen pumped her hand along the shaft of the red dildo. Karen turned her around, lifting her dress and her fingers pulled aside the thong Carrie wore. Karen snickered as she rubbed her toy?s head across Carrie?s bottom cleft. "I know my girl needs a cock, push back on mine, and we?ll fuck each!" Carrie had another idea, and she quickly shifted and dropped to kiss and lick Karen, lifting the faux cock a bit so that she could kiss Karen vulva. She continued to kiss and lick her lover, but Karen quickly pulled away and she shifted to allow herself to lean against the wall. The moans Karen made as Carrie focused on her lover?s pussy were sexy, and as Carrie knew Karen was near, she rubbed her long finger around Karen?s tight ass, and as Karen?s orgasm began Carrie slipped her finger inside deeply. "Oh my god, oh, oh, oh, aggh, Carrie!!" The two rolled atop one another as Karen?s legs and will collapsed. Somehow Carrie managed to get her into the bed. The following Saturday Carrie awaited Karen?s arrival for their fifth ride; she was twenty minutes late. When she appeared, Carrie noticed that she was not the same, but Karen waved her attention off. "I?m just fine Carrie." And she moved off aggressively on her bike. Each week they had increased the distance of their rides, but Carrie noticed that Karen seemed preoccupied. When they stopped to hydrant Carrie asked. "What?s different today Karen?" Karen came beside Carrie, close enough for a kiss, but she stopped, and reached across her bike to hold Carrie by both elbows. "Carrie, I missed my cycle, but I?m pretty sure." Carrie looked grave. "But maybe it is just late." And Karen tried to smile, knowing that they might be parents. Carrie had thought about how her life was changing, as Karen clearly was now a friend and a lover, and Carrie had begun, with positive suggestions from Karen, to consider her alternatives. Then she set her bike against a nearby tree and walked to Karen. "We both know." Carrie began holding Karen?s hands. "That if you are pregnant, that I will want to be in your life. Can you see how this may affect us both?" Karen hugged Carrie, but Carrie turned and wrapped her arms around and held Karen. The two were so near in statue and size now, as Carrie?s body formed against Karen?s. Carrie lips were on Karen?s neck and Karen turned and kissed Carrie as she now had her hands on Karen?s womb. "I will be difficult to get rid of Karen, if this is true. I will want to share life, every day, with you and our baby." Karen smiled. "I know this might be difficult Carrie, and I?m happy to see your positive reaction, but it was my lust that might be the cause of the changes we may face." And she kissed Carrie once again. Karen had dropped her bike, and now Carrie bent to lift it off the ground, but Karen slipped up and molded herself to Carrie?s bottom. "I want more of you Carrie West," as Carrie shifted, and Karen took her bike. Their ride continued, but they both decided to return to Carrie?s. After a quick rinse they were in the kitchen. The loving began slowly, and their kisses were gentle, then Karen took the lead, taking Carrie?s hand as they went into the bedroom, but Carrie paused. "You look so lovely." She smiled as Karen was beautiful without any make-up. "So are you Carrie." But though Carrie had created a feminine appearance, she knew her face still needed a little work; Karen had suggested a subtle jaw adjustment, and Carrie wanted her lips done as well, but right then she was thinking of her tiny breasts. Karen had worn a simple wrap dress, and as she loosened the ties, Carrie kissed her. "Your breasts are so distracting Karen," as Carrie saw that Karen wasn?t wearing a bra. Karen took her hand and moved Carrie?s right hand to her vulva. "I?m so wet for you Carrie; can you feel my heat?" Carrie started to move down to kiss Karen?s pussy. "No honey, I?m so ready for you, and I need to have you inside me." And Carrie shifted as Karen guided her penis. Karen rubbed Carrie?s cock tip along her labia. "I guess protection may be," Carrie whispered, but Karen?s kisses stopped her. "There is another place I want you this morning Carrie," as Karen?s hand moved further and now rubbed Carrie?s penis across her anus. "I?m ready for you to be in my bottom, Carrie, but slowly." Karen had prepared and had spread some lube across and into her bottom hole, and as she rubbed the shaft of Carrie?s cock, she coated the head, and she groaned softly as the tight ring of her butt opened slowly. "Let me adjust," Karen said. She licked her fingers and applied her saliva to the tip of Carrie?s hard penis. "Oh yes, Carrie," Karen moaned as small bit of the head of her lover?s penis now entered her hot bottom. Karen spoke softly. "I have been practicing." She again moaned. "with my dildo, as I wanted to give you all of my body Carrie," she moaned as her bottom opened from the pressure of the small but stiff penis at her bottom. "Slowly, yes, oh, ahh, oh yes, Carrie." Karen?s right hand was reached back and was holding Carrie back. Carrie had never been inside a bottom, and now she felt the incredible tightness of Karen?s depth. She was on top this time, and she smiled, remembering how Rob had been gentle when she was beneath him months ago. "Oh fuck, there is, ah, nothing, I won?t give you Karen, now," as Carrie cock head was buried inside Karen?s tight, hot ass now. "Fuck me slowly Carrie." But Carrie knew to be patient. She could wait for several minutes. "We have a baby coming, I hope!" Karen said as Carrie?s dick was half inside her ass. Carrie was surprised by the warmth with her penis inside Karen?s butt, and though she had been penetrated numerous times with her dildos her only warm cock had been Rob?s. She was careful and unhurried. "Karen, you are so tight," as she paused and now felt Karen?s kegel squeezes. Carrie was above Karen as she lay on her back, so the position was perfect, when Karen moved her legs upward, and Carrie understood, and rested each leg on her shoulders. Carrie?s penis now moved deeper. "Yes honey, yes, I want more of your cock!" Karen sighed. "I have been dreaming of have a hot dick in my bottom for years, Carrie, and I never would have imagined that my backdoor cherry would be taken, ahh, by another woman!" The subtle slow action caused the two lovers to quiver on the edge of the bed The intensity of their copulation had Carrie panting now, as Karen held onto Carrie?s arms. Carrie bent to kiss her sensually as Karen?s fingers held her bottom cheeks. "Oh, god, yes Carrie, fuck me!" as she felt Carrie?s hard shaft filling her, and then the smooth exit from her tight bottom as she lifted, and Carrie pulled away. Karen?s slick asshole was lubricated, but somehow, she was able to clamp around the cock and she was trying to milk Carrie?s shaft as it moved back into her body. Carrie groaned as she kept entering Karen's body and then pulling nearly free of the tight little hole snug around her penis. She looked into Karen?s eyes. "Will you let me," she moaned as her orgasm was close. "You can Carrie," Karen whispered. "You can fill my bottom please?" as Carrie?s penetration pace increased, as Karen was smiling now. Karen looked up at Carrie and she pulled her into a kiss. "When you?re, aggh." Karen felt the urgency as Carrie?s moans were louder. "Ohh, yes, ready." Now Karen groaned as Carrie moved deeper into her butt. "Do you want to pull out and shoot all over my tummy honey?" But Carrie moved to kiss her again. "Oh yes, Carrie. Fuck me, oh, yes, ah, god, fuck my ass!!" Carrie smiled, as she slowly moved deep within her lover?s tight bottom. "There, yes, there Carrie," as Carrie?s hand dropped and now rubbed gently across Karen?s clitoris. "Oh, ohh, why haven?t I had a cock," she moaned as they rotated and now Karen was bouncing on Carrie?s thighs. "You are so beautiful Carrie!" And as she moved her fingers atop of Carrie?s hand as she guided herself toward her climax. "Fuck me, oh god!!" Karen cooed, but now she held Carrie?s tiny breast. Carrie closed her eyes and resisted Karen?s request, as her orgasm began. "Oh god," Karen moaned, as she felt Carrie?s ejaculations inside her bottom. "Oh yes, Carrie!" but then she closed her eyes and trembled as her fingers playing on her clitoris brought her to a peak as well. She tried to squeeze Carrie?s shaft, but the dick in her bottom was moving rapidly and her muscles were overloaded. "Fuck me Carrie, oh my god Carrie, you?ve come inside my ass!" Karen screamed as she embraced Carrie, as the two enjoyed the blissful moments, and their hands close around each other, resting on Karen?s womb. Ten days later Karen called Carrie?s cell. Carrie answered with her Gary voice, since she was at the office. "Hello, is everything okay?" Gary said softly. He heard the excitement in Karen?s voice. "I am pregnant Carrie West, and you?re going to be a mommy, with me. Now I can leave Charles!" Gary smiled as he turned away, and suggested that Karen speak a little more softly, and he stood and moved away from the desk and the discussion. "I?m in his office right now. Charles is leading the discussion with an important client." He listened as Karen explained her reasoning. "I?ll sue him, and I?ll win. We?ll be together Carrie," Karen said and then she sent a kiss, and the line was terminated. Gary looked across the room, and then sat down with the other three people, trying to think while appearing to listen to Charles, as he recited the basis of the legal argument that she, Carrie, had prepared. She was wearing Gary?s old gray wool suit, and it concealed her feminine undergarments, and the sports bra, that was now necessary to conceal her growing breasts. As Charles spoke Carrie wasn?t listening but considering the suggests the surgeon had made regarding her breast implants. The daydream was paused when Charles directed a question to her. "Gary, do you have anything to add?" She was surprised both because of her dream, and that Charles always did the talking in the meetings that Gary attended; he simply was there to take notes. "I?m so sorry, I must have been daydreaming. No, you?ve covered the details." And she felt herself blush. The three others in the room chuckled, and Charles smiled. "Then we?re done here." The end of Part II by MadQuill