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Meeting Karen Part III 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 is a work may have an additional chapter. 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 III Preamble : Carrie and Karen meet and ride together. A week later the two agreed to go dancing, when Karen assured Carrie that Charles would be out of town, once again. "And besides, he's no longer welcome at home. We had quite an argument and he's been staying in a friends unused condo." For this dance night Carrie had decided to go all-out and she went shopping for a new outfit and heels. When Karen's Audi arrived, she saw Carrie closing the front door, and noticed the leggy and very blonde Carrie. "I like you as a blonde Carrie," as Karen had gotten out and walked to the passenger side, simply to open the door, but she kissed her lover as her hand roamed up beneath Carrie's short club dress. "My sister Faith is a blonde, but she is also graying," Karen said as she bent to kiss Carrie, and lightly touched her upper thigh. "Careful, don't mess my face Karen!" Carrie cried, as she moved away and sat and swung her legs into the large grey Audi. Karen smiled, "And you have refined that move honey; nice leg makeup too!" Karen had noticed that Carrie's legs were bare, when she felt her leg and noticed. "The dress is too short?" Carrie asked. Karen again bent down into the car and kissed Carrie, and her hand slipped up to caress Carrie's mons pubis again. "Everytime it amazes me, that you are so flat here Carrie!" Parking the car near the club was difficult, and as the two walked back the few blocks, Carrie remembered her date with Rob seven weeks earlier. His apartment was nearby. "So, you haven't asked about my male lover again. Are you happy being with just me Karen?" she looked at Karen as they strolled. Karen looked at Carrie and only smiled. "I wanted to know how you're doing, with just me Karen?" Carrie said this as she took Karen's right hand. Karen gently squeezed the fingers of Carrie right hand. "I love being with you, and he, Charles hasn't fucked me in nearly a month, so you are my only lover." Carrie asked, "He's much bigger than me Karen?" Carrie asked, and Karen stopped walking. "What's does that matter Carrie?" But Karen recalled her statement from several weeks ago. She stood still holding Carrie's hand, but she looked towards Carrie's flat groin. Karen could not believe how changed this new blonde woman was, as there was no hint of male Gary. Karen saw that Carrie was looking down at her heels. "It is just that I sometime, not every day, but occasionally, I think about being with that man, Rob." Karen and her were stopped, and she was listening carefully. "He lives a block over, and I recalled being with him, as we were walking nearby, that's all." Karen reached to hold Carrie. "You've only been screwed the once, I mean, not counting the toys and my loving?" Karen asked. Carrie, still looking down, saying softly, "Maybe we could find him, or someone else Karen, and he could do my bottom?" Karen was surprised and reacted by becoming rigid. "Carrie, I love being with you, and I can see our relationship developing, but I'm, I don't think I could be; I'm not into threesomes!" Carrie now moved and pulled Karen into her arms. "Then you could just watch, maybe?" she whispered, and she licked behind Karen's ear. Karen moved off and folded her arms. "Tonight? You want this tonight?" she said, as she now looked at Carrie, and her lovely face. The blonde wig was a great look for Carrie, and her long legs! Carrie was quite captivating. "You look," but Karen didn't say what she was thinking. Carrie looked beyond good, and she was asking, gently, to be loved. Karen smiled. "And you think this Rob may be here tonight Carrie?" Carrie nodded her head yes. "Tonight? Well, it's not what I want Carrie," and Karen turned slightly, as she considered walking back to the car, but she paused. "Dancing would be fine," Karen said as she turned around on her heels. "But I am not in-line to be with someone other than you honey!" She looked intently at Carrie, but she realized that Carrie must need this, a man with a warm cock. Karen pulled Carrie into her arms saying, "I get to refuse, I mean, I have to approve of your selection Carrie," Carrie was happy and she kissed Karen. "I think you will like Rob." Carrie almost skipped but she grabbed Karen's left hand. She was not sure they would find him, but she could hope. Karen saw the joy in Carrie's eyes. "And he had better be handsome." Carrie smiled. "Okay, but if you want to leave, I mean, not pursue a male, and I do, I'll find my way home. Is that what we should do Karen?" Karen now was more concerned for Carrie's well being. "No way girl! If you do find a suitable person, I need to be there, simply to assure that he doesn't hurt you. And you had better have some condoms honey, as I don't, and I want to be certain his dick is covered!" The club was quite packed, but Carrie got them passed the bouncer by mentioning her favorite barkeep. It might have helped that her dress was so short to. As they found Jon, Carrie asked if he had seen Rob lately. "Just a moment ago Carrie, and he asked about you as well. He hasn't been here in over two weeks," Jon said. Carrie introduced Karen to Jon. "This is my very good friend Karen." And Carrie saw Jon smiling. ""I remember, from the last time," but he stopped speaking as he reviewed Carrie's outfit. He stumbled when he spoke, "The blonde is quite different, and it really makes you look younger Carrie," Karen couldn't hear, so she moved closer. Jon saw how the two women were holding each other. "You two are lovers Carrie?" he asked, which caused Carrie to blush. "Karen is married Jon!" Carrie said this into his closer ear, as Karen watched and read her lips. Just then Jon saw the drinks had arrived. "Did you pay for these Carrie?" The waitress, pointing to her left, indicated the person who had covered the bill. It was Rob, but he was talking with two friends and did not acknowledge Carrie's wave. "I'll have to thank him, later," as she watched Karen reviewing Rob. Karen took hold of Carrie's elbow. "Okay, he will do," she whispered, and she immediately walked towards Rob. A moment later, Carrie watched as Karen interrupted Rob, and she saw him look over, and wave, as Karen also glanced back at her. She wondered how Karen could do something so impulsive. Jon didn't seem to notice this as he had asked Carrie to dance. Carrie enjoyed several songs dancing with Jon, and she also noted that Karen and Rob were still talking and watching her. She felt wonderfully sexy tonight, and she was happy that Jon had distracted her. "I need to stop, Jon, my feet." He looked down at Carrie's feet. The strapped sandals were quite sexy. "I know," Carrie moaned, "bt I wanted to look good tonight." "I can see that." Jon helped her to a small bar table with three stools. "But I wonder where your girlfriend went off too?" Several minutes of rest helped Carrie, and then Rob walked up and kissed Carrie's right cheek. He smiled as his hand touched Carrie's naked upper thigh. "We have a date, and I like that Karen has decided to be with you Carrie. She is a beauty," Carrie listened as Rob described what Karen and he had decided. "She has booked us a room at the Hyatt, so we can leave when you're ready," Rob said. "Before we drink too much," she said into his ear, knowing that the hotel was about a block away. Carrie was perplexed. "Where is she then Rob?" Just then Carrie saw her lover at the bar, and she was talking with another beautiful woman. "Excuse me Rob." And Carrie walked off, carefully negotiating the crowd, in her very tall heels. As she neared Karen, she heard the conversation. "She has been fun, and she has opened my mind Celeste'," Karen said. "There she is," Karen said, bending to speak into Celeste's ear. "Carrie, come here honey and meet Celeste'. She has been keeping me company." Karen smiled, and extended her hand as Carrie came closer. Carrie moved a little slower as she approached Karen and the other woman, as she was reviewing the woman, and she saw the choker, around Celeste's long brown neck. She was a good-looking black woman, and though she could easily pass, Carrie knew, Celeste was a trans woman. Carrie smiled as she slid up to Karen's side, wrapping her arms around Karen's slim waist, and she kissed Karen's cheek. "It is good to meet you Celeste', but please excuse us, she has a date to keep, correct Karen?" Celeste now said to Carrie, "Your lover has told me a little about you, but you are way more than a normal tranny Carrie. I love how easily you move, and wow, to those beautiful long gams!" Carrie just smiled and listened as Karen spoke of their bike rides. "Carrie has me out every Saturday now, but we tend to ride alone." Though she wasn't threatened by Celeste', Carrie now had a plan, and she was thinking of Rob, not this new friend. Karen and Celeste' seemed to be enjoying their wine and Carrie tried to relax, as Karen caressed her naked arm. She was content, but after ten minutes she wanted to leave. "Karen," Carrie sighed, "we have somewhere to be, remember?" Carrie said as she stood. Carrie now kissed Karen, and she looked back toward Rob, and she now considered what they were going to do. She was having second thoughts. Looking again at Karen standing close to Celeste' Carrie moved close and whispered in Karen's right ear, "I don't want us to go to the Hyatt, I mean," and she paused. Karen didn't flinch, as Carrie continued. "I can't do that with Rob, as I love you, and I now know that you would have done this for me Karen." Karen turned and they embraced as Celeste' watched. "I wish I was the one," Celeste said, but she was moving away. "You're quite lucky Carrie," Celeste said as she stopped. "Go home and love each other," Celeste' said, as she watched Carrie and Karen kiss. Karen had another plan now, "We have paid for the room, and we could simply enjoy the view, as it's on the tenth floor." That special night began with Carrie on her knees, as she lifted the edge of Karen's tight dress. The deep red material hugged her upper thighs, so Karen helped Carrie move the tight fabric to rest around her hips. Carrie moistened her fingers and reached to play with Karen's nipples through her deep cleft in the dress's bodice while Karen released the side zip. She looked down as Carrie pushed the pink satin panties to the side, and then she released the fabric and she slowly licked Karen's vulva through the thin fabric of her panty. "You're such an eager little beaver Carrie. My satin thong is soaked!" "Hmm," was all Karen heard in reply, as she reached to her handbag, and removed the special gift. Carrie was annoyed, and she pushed the thin panty down Karen's legs as her face pressed into Karen's sweet pussy. She felt Karen's fingers were in her hair, and she looked up to her face while holding her tongue lightly on the now swollen clit. "You like my pussy just a little?" Karen said in a whisper. "You've sure got me humming," Karen moaned. Carrie reached up to grasp Karen's right breast with her left hand as the fingers of her right slipped about her waist, and her long finger ran down Karen's butt cleft. "You want some of that too Carrie? You want to lick my ass, push that tongue into me? Into my dark back door?" Karen now moaned, "Push, yes, push in, yes, inside my bottom Carrie. I want your fingers inside my hot bottom," Karen said as she turned to watch Carrie licking her back cleft. Karen's left hand was now on Carrie's head. "Your tongue, ahh, and your fingers, ahh, ooooh dear Carrie, you are in possession of my body!!" Karen had slipped back slightly in her tall heels and rotated. "That, there, yes Carrie," as Carrie's fingers slowly entered her. A moment later both of Carrie's hands moved as she spread Karen's bottom cheeks, allowing her tongue to kiss the delicate opening. The sound of Karen's moans bounced off the large sheet of glass, as her excitement grew, yet she lower her whimpers, and was now purring, as she twisted back and forth, Carrie's tongue slipped across the tight, crinkled opening, then Carrie moved forward and deeply her tongue entered Karen's pussy as Carrie's right finger resumed playing with her rosebud. Carrie heard her panting breathe as she worked Karen's tight hole. "God Carrie, you're making my pussy and ass all yours, and-" She stopped speaking, as Carries tongue and fingers played at her ass. "Oh god, Carrie, you're in control of my pleasure," as she felt the other hand on her breast once more. But Carrie removed her fingers slowly, as she began to move her tongue in a circular motion, drawing perfect circles around Karen's up-turned bottom, while Carrie's fingers gently play on her clitoris. "Fuck, fuc." And Carrie shifted them to the edge of the bed, as Karen was near her climax, but now there was no sound, though Karen's mouth was open, as she swung about, and her hips bucked, but Carrie held her firmly. Carrie's fingers again entered her slowly, as Karen's body adjust to the newness of what Carrie was doing back there. "Yes, rub me there too, my clit, and-" But she couldn't speak as her muscles tensed as Carrie's long fingertip slipped inside Karen's ass. She had never felt so controlled, as Carrie's tongue and hands loved her bottom. "Make me yours Carrie and share my ass," as her hole stretched and sucked her fingers as Carrie pried deeper. "Carrie, oh god, yes!" Karen softly screamed as her head was buried in the loose duvet, as Carrie trailed a moist kiss along her butt cleft. Carrie's face was covered in her lover's release, but her long finger now entered Karen's warm ass. "Oh, fuck me, there Carrie! Fuck, ooh, god, I love you!" and Karen seemed to tense now as Carrie moved her finger slowly out the tight opening. Karen's breathing, was now more of a pant, and Carrie relaxed, and slipped to sit beside Karen, as her hands caressed Karen's back. She closed her eyes, but she felt Karen move, and then she heard the sound of the sink running. Karen had brought a warm moist cloth, and she stood beside Carrie, first kissing her face, and then cleaned and gently washed her chin and cheeks. "That was some start Carrie." She didn't see Carrie's right hand move up to her dress hem, as she pushed her hand back atop her pussy. "No, you are in need of my attention Carrie," Karen said as she helped Carrie toward the sofa in her tall beige heels. Once near the sofa, Karen lightly pushed Carrie onto the elegant ivory leather seat and bent to push her dress up. Her fingers touched the sexy shimering satin panty lightly. "When you wear hose' your suspender is sexy, and," Karen said as she pulled the silky small thong lower, and Carrie shifted her heeled legs and Karen removed Carrie's thong panties, "but I also like your legs naked Carrie." "I am getting used to loving your beautiful pussy," Carrie said, as her fingers reached to again caress Karen. But Karen was assertive, and she shifted Carrie onto her right hip, and she moved lower to lick along Carrie's perineum lightly. Then Karen's tongue moved, and she touched the rose rim of Carrie's opening. "Oh Karen," but again strongly the hands shifted Carrie to her knees, and her head rested on the small red pillow. "Kiss me Karen," as she felt the wet fingers at her wide bottom cheeks. Karen said, "I want your ass." And she pushed her moist, juice coated digits into Carrie's mouth. "Mumm," was all she could say, as the passion was intoxicating. As Karen's middle finger ran down along the Carrie's cleft it slipped across her opening, causing a soft moan. "Oh dear god." But Karen had moved her tongue to Carrie's bottom now and it ran down from the ridge of her spine slowly until she stopped and lightly her tongue and lips played across Carrie's tender rose, then her tongue pushed slightly into Carrie's bottom. "Oh, ooh Karen! Please, more." But Karen was in control and Carrie's tight opening was kissed, probed and licked as she moaned. "Don't stop!" "Are you sure?" Karen said as she pulled away from the Carrie's cleft. She moistened her digit and dripped her saliva onto the Carrie's hole. "My finger can wait dear. We could wait Carrie. Is my tongue my lover's favorite? Or do you want a cock inside your butt?" Karen smiled lewdly as she said this, and she moved to lick Carrie's rim, as the tip of her long finger grazed Carrie's tight hole again and again. "We can wait if you're anxious." "Push into my bottom Karen." And her long finger did, and she moved her tongue close to lick the rim. Karen's tongue moved along the length of Carrie's perineum and she wet Carrie's bottom with her saliva. "Another one please. Can you feel my warmth?" Carrie said as she wiggled her bottom across Karen's face. "I love that you're playing inside of me Karen!" but she had stopped and now she blew lightly on Carrie's opening, then she again pushed her moist finger inside. "I want to be on your cock," Carrie said softly but a little urgently too. Karen moved her mouth back to Carrie's opening. "What shall we call this Carrie?" Karen asked as her finger remained inside Carrie. "Maybe it's just your love hole?" Karen asked as her lips sealed atop the pulsing flesh. "We'll get the strap-on later, but now I want you to cum on my tongue dear." Carrie smiled. "Then keep your face and tongue down there Karen, and we'll see." And she saw Karen's cute nose was rubbing the upper edge of her wet slit in the darkened glass. "Your essence is on my tongue," Karen moaned as her fingers of each hand reached around and caressed Carrie's sex. "And your ass is tight about my tongue," as she kissed Carrie's ass deeply, pushing her tongue into the tight hot opening. "Take your time please, oh right there is so nice Karen," as Carrie's penis and ass were being caressed. Carrie's moans were now loud as her peak began, and she felt Karen's fingers dropped between her naked legs and she squeezed her small, but stiff penis. Karen pulled Carrie's sex back and her soft tongue glided across the stiffened cock. She kissed the head softly while her two fingers stayed deep inside Carrie's bottom, and the long middle one rubbed the upper wall inside of Carrie's bottom. "Oh god Karen, yes, there, yes" she moaned while Karen's mouth focused on the bent rod, while still probing Carrie's butthole. "I have never experienced any, ohh god Karen!!" "Be patient," Karen said, as she mouth licked and kissed Carrie's sex, and then she covered the small cock with her lips, as she suckled Carrie, and the exploding penis filled her mouth. "Enjoy the orgasm we're making together," Karen whispered, as her fingers stayed inside caressing Carrie. "I'm coming, Karen!" she cried and Karen felt the semen glided down her throat, as Carrie panted and Karen continued to receive the large load, as Carrie's body pulsed around the fingers still in her bottom. "Oh God Karen, oh, oh, God!" Karen moved closer while holding Carrie's ass open with her lips now covering the opening. Then she shifted and moved along side Carrie, and she held her lover, as Carrie slowly calmed. "That's how we can get you off," Karen said, as Carrie rolled onto her hip, and Karen moved to kiss her face. The fingers were no longer churning within her body, but Carrie's body still felt the effect of her lover's attention. "Oh, oh ohh, Karen. Oh Karen." But Karen again moved and she again sucked on the now soft penis. Carrie lay still on the leather as Karen softly licked the semen from Carrie's inner thighs, "Care, oh, Careful, please. I feel so alive," Carrie moaned and twitched from Karen soft tongue. "Do we need a cock? Because I still have one here for you," Karen offered. Carrie saw Karen pointing towards the nightstand. She was grinning and she slipped beside her, with her hand still at Carrie's bottom. Karen pulled Carrie up to a seating position and they kissed. Their tongues played and Carrie noticed the subtle difference of her body's taste with Karen's saliva. Smiling she paused. "Just a bit of foreplay, huh?" Carrie purred softly. "I'm hungry. Room service please." And Karen stood quickly and almost fell, as her heels were not settled on her feet. Carrie reached to stabilizer her lover, "I agree honey, we need something to eat." They ordered a simple meal, and after dinner they showered. As Karen dried Carrie gently, her hands gently padded her lover's body. "Come to bed Carrie." And she saw that Karen now held the fleshy cock in her hand. "This is my gift for you," she said taking Carrie's hand. "Come with me to the bed, now." And she pulled the linens open and slid up the high bed. Carrie lay quietly watching as Karen slipped on the toy cock, adjusting the straps carefully. "This one will be more comfortable for your tender butt," Karen said as she shimmied closer and Carrie gasped, "That's a nice size? It looks huge Karen!"but it was slim phallic shape with a bulbous head, and Karen was coating it with her fingers as she moved closer. The cock shined with the lube. "I suggest we prepare your tight rose before we get too hot." And she carefully applied the lube onto Carrie's bottom. "Does it hurt when I push my finger passed the inner ring?" Karen asked, but Carrie was quiet and slowly shook her head. "Has any other toy been in here Carrie?" But she now turned and looked into her eyes. "Certainly," Carrie said, and she moaned as Karen's fingers touched her deeply. "Silly, kiss me now," Carrie said. Karen's fingers gently caressed her bottom as Carrie relaxed and a moan again escaped her lips as Karen bent low and licked her soft rim. "You taste fresh and sweet," Karen said, as she moved back to kiss Carrie, and she positioned her on her knees. Again, Karen licked Carrie's upturned butt, then she whispered, "I love the patience required for anal penetration. We are both going to enjoy your de-flowering," as Karen's tongue pushed passed the tight ring of Carrie back canal. Her pointed tongue was at the rim of Carrie's bottom. Her tongue now moved as she shifted to allow her fingers to play with Carrie's tiny breasts and hard nipples. Carrie's fingers reached back and held the phallus, but Karen took control, as she had mounted Carrie and they're hips touched. She softly said, "It's time, and I will love your ass," as Carrie look back at Karen while her hands held her above the sheets. Karen's fingers rubbed the stiff faux-cock along Carrie butt cleft and paused a moment. "Ready? Let's breathe deeply together, in rhythm, to help get you to relax Carrie." Karen had her thumb inside Carrie at that moment, to be certain the opening was soft before she pushed the tip of the faux cock into Carrie's opening. Then she pushed in a bit harder and Carrie's hand reached back. "Stay there for a moment," as the outer muscle opened, and the cock head entered her bottom. Karen's fingers had reached about Carrie's waist to hold her semi-hard penis as the shaft entered. "Ooooh, aggh, oh Karen!" Carrie moaned. "I'll move slowly lover," Karen whispered as she felt the pre-cum dripping from Carrie. The head of Karen's fleshy cock was inside her bottom and the initial pain had not been bad, "I'm okay now Karen," Carrie moaned and once more the toy was pushed in deeper. "It's does feel large Karen," as she felt the cock slip in deeper, further into her hot ass. Then she gasped. "Oh my god it feels huge!" Karen roughly reached and took Carrie head in her hands, "Touch yourself," as she turned Carrie, and she kissed her as her phallic toy moved deeper. "Well there are more toys, bigger toys, but we have to start somewhere." Karen's strap-on shaft was now pushing deeper, but slowly, within Carrie and she felt the belt strap touch her ass cheek. "Your cock feels so good now Karen. You're deep inside me lover," as Karen release her face. "I think you can fuck me now." But Karen said, "No dear, we'll stay just like this for a few more minutes. My toy wants to be warm. Your body wants to spread its heat to my cock. Then we'll start okay?" Carrie nodded as Karen held her close, and even though they barely moved it was so erotic. Her stiff cock held Carrie, yet their breathing caused subtle movement. Karen whispered, "I'm going to slip out Carrie, and then I will gently enter you once more." As Karen slowly withdrew the intense feeling in Carrie's body was amazing. Once she had completely removed her cock, Karen only paused a moment before re-entering Carrie's bottom. The action of the toy pushing into her body was heavenly. "Oh my god, yes! Karen! Oh fuck, fuck me now!" Carrie turned and Karen saw her sexy smirk. "You like my dick," Karen said as her hips moved closer and her cock slipped inside Carrie's body deeper. "We'll move slowly and be patient. Then we'll get going just a bit faster. With this great cock in your body, I hope to have yu screaming with delight!" "Oh yes, I want you to climax on my rod!" As Carrie's focused on the intense, sensitive feeling of the penetration, her breathing pace increased, as did the depth of Karen's plunges, but not the speed. She paused as the harnessed cock slipped out again. "Let's get you on your back now." Somehow Karen could easily enter Carrie, "Your face looks lovely Carrie, and sexy," as she re-entered her body forcibly. The slim toy was again inside Carrie's bottom, and she felt the tingle as the inner walls of her anal canal grasped the toy cock tightly. "I love how the end of your cock is causing my body to respond," Carrie moaned, but closed her eyes, as she enjoyed the not-fat cock. Karen smiled as she watched her lover, as the strap-on filled Carrie's butt. Then Carrie become aware that Karen's fingers were holding her semi-hard penis, as she felt the cock sliding in. "Yes, keep fucking me," Carrie groaned. "Keep fuck." But Carrie became quiet as Karen's fingers and soft touch was bringing her to orgasm. "God yes, Karen!" she screamed loudly, as deep within her the orgasm began as Karen's fingers caressed her small penis, and the fucking didn't stop. "God yes Karen, fucking!" as the penetration continued, and Karen leaned down as Carrie's body convulse for several moments. "Shhh, the walls are thin sweetie." And Karen's fingers and hand were coated with Carrie release. "I love your ass Carrie!" Karen said as she kissed Carrie's lips, and the faux cock slipped free. Karen brought her semen covered hand up, so that Carrie saw, "I think this is mine to enjoy." And Karen licked her fingers. Carrie was panting, as she lay on her back, but she felt the phallus still at the cleft of her bottom, "Can you put it inside me again Karen?" The now warm prick easily glided into her body, and Carrie enjoyed Karen's attention for a few moments with her eyes close. "That was so amazing, my body is still tingling Karen," Carrie said as Karen shifted and lay atop her body, with the tip of the cock toy still in her bottom. "Can you lick my pussy Carrie?" "It's Saturday, and we have all night Karen," as she closed her eyes. "I'm not due at the office until Monday. Your tongue please." Carrie looked at her lover and kissed her softly as her hand moved to caress Karen's breasts "I want more of your loving touch Karen," Carrie didn't want the night to end. "We can keep the room for the weekend Carrie," Karen offered. "And my cock can be in here all day, as well as my soft tongue." And they fell asleep. Carrie awoke and saw Karen was dressed. "I'll be back in an hour. I need to get a few things honey." Karen kissed her sleepy lover. After Noon Carrie awoke and took a long bath. She had brought Karen's harness toy into the room. Picking it up, she noted the scent of musky love mingled with that of Karen's pussy. She wanted to have Karen fuck her again and again. Lying still and alone Carrie heard the door open and Karen's heels sounding on the stone floor in the vestibule. Carrie walked to the living room of the suite. "I missed you." And they kissed. Karen's left hand traveled down Carrie's chemise covered back to her bottom. "You want to fill me again?" And Carrie relaxed, seeing the small plug. Karen kissed her but remained quiet, as she slipped her fingers along the cleft and between Carrie's cheeks, and the metal plug slipped into Carrie's bottom. Carrie moaned softly as she felt her bottom sealed about Karen's toy. "You look lovely in that dress. Let's have a small lunch first." And Carrie called the front desk. Turning after the short call she saw Karen had removed her dress and slip and was settled on the bed. Carrie was distracted by the plug, "I guess you want me to fuck you?" But Karen didn't move or say a word. "Maybe your wet pussy gets my cock, huh Karen?" "I want to lick your pussy first." And Carrie shifted Karen. Her fingers started along Karen's back and her cleft. Carrie licked and moistened her bottom. A soft moan escaped Karen's mouth, but she didn't move. "I want some pussy Karen. Your bottom can wait," Carrie meowed. "You want this inside your tight pussy again? But you won't even look at me? Look at my cock. This is for you." Carrie said as she moved across the bed, Karen had a sly look on her face watching as Carrie bent to kiss her now exposed vulva. "Wow, your cunt to dripping like a slut." She snickered as she squeezed Karen's nipples, "I want to fuck your wet pussy anyway," she rolled up to her knees, pull Karen into position nearer to the end of the bed. A moment later Carrie's penis was inside Karen's warm pussy. She was gentle with her cock penetrations, moved in and out of Karen's wet pussy. Karen moaned, "Fuck me. I need your hard cock." Carrie giggled and said, "Your plug in my butt is shifting about when I penetrate your pussy. The sensation is incredible." Karen tried to suppress her moans, but her breathing told Carrie how near she was, "Ohhhh, ahhh." "I'm enjoying," Carrie whispered as she pulled Karen closer, "the action of this toy, your butt stone is moving with my thrusts." At that moment Karen reached and grabbed the plug and twisted it right and then left, slightly pulling it from Carrie's body. "Take it easy Karen. I'm doing the fucking," Carrie said as she moved Karen's finger away from her backside. Carrie then bent and removed her cock from Karen, and her tongue rimmed the edge of Karen's bottom. "Now I get to push my penis inside this little opening. Are you sure you can handle it there, I wouldn't want to hurt my lover." And Karen felt the tip of Carrie's dick kiss her rose opening and then she pushed slowly into her. Carrie whispered, "I'll try and push into you in this position. I want to play with your breasts as I fuck you." Karen now moaned, "I love how you feel, but touch me, my clit needs you fingers Carrie". A moment later Carrie's pace quickened, and Karen started to climax. Her penis tip was inside Karen's ass. "Fuck me, stay inside my bottom, try and finish me." And with her finger caressing her clit Carrie felt Karen orgasm, as she kegels tighten around her penis. Then she was focused on her own peak as she released inside Karen's warm ass. They stayed together that for some time. Carrie was sleeping with her head resting on Karen's breasts. - - - - - - - - - - - - A month later Karen was clearly showing, and she presented her husband with something she had been withholding. She had come into town to have a manicure and having visited her ob-gyn at ten that morning. She closed the door to Charles's office, noting that her lover was busy on the phone across the hall. Karen's smile seemed warm and Charles, simply waited; they were alone in his office. "I know you feel quite clever Charles, but," she pushed the printed image across the table to Charles. "And I am finally pregnant Charles," Karen said as she sat back away from the desk. The top page was an ultrasound image of her baby. "The technician couldn't determine the sex," Karen said, then she moved the page aside to allow Charles to review the second paper. It was a printout of a sex-text she had discovered almost half a year earlier. Charles had been having an affair, with a client's wife. After Karen had met and slept with Carrie, she had requested that Carrie do some research, and she had uncovered quite a bit of additional information. There were numerous specific charges on the company credit card billing. Karen wasn't upset, as she now stood, watching as Charles tried to explain. "You are a scoundrel Charles, but I plan to carry this baby, and raise the child myself. You will be served in a few days, as I want a divorce." Charles stood up, holding the printed account details from the third and four pages. "This doesn't prove anything Karen." But she was now headed to the door. "I have given my attorney many more details, Charles, and yes it clearly does prove that you have been cheating on me," Karen smiled and walked to the office door. She spun on her heels and flipped Charles the middle finger while swinging the door wide. Turning again Karen walked into the general office area. Carrie was dressed as Gary, and his office was across from Charles', and he now saw how gorgeous his lover looked. Karen was wearing a pale blue dress in shimmery, ruched tulle, and camel-tone heels with a strap. Her earrings were white gold double-pearl with diamond dangles. She held the small glittered clutch in her left hand. As she walked past Gary's glazed office, with the open door, Gary stood. "Good afternoon Mrs. Stout," he said, and Karen, turned and smiled. Charles had also come to the open office area and watched as his wife, slowly stopped, and visited with several of the staff. Karen then walked to the entry, and there she met Charles' assistant Mary. Mary was returning from the coffee shop. As she opened the door for Charles' wife she said, "Karen, you look radiant. Are you pregnant?" Mary stood holding the door. Karen now turned around and announced, "Yes, everyone, I am, and Charles will share with you the other news." Gary watched the reaction of the three other lawyers, and the six women of Charles' staff. He was unsettled with how he had caused this to happen, but in Carrie's mind, she was quite pleased. Carrie's decision to dress was her own, until she had met Karen that night at the club. Though that had been a random event, today there was a consequence, and Carrie knew her world would change now. - - - - - - - - - Several months later Karen had helped or arranged for two major events; Gary was leaving the firm, as he had planned for an extended vacation. She would be changing her license to practice Law, and Carrie would never work at Charles' firm after that day. Karen had negotiated a lump- sum payment from Charles. It was a means of assuring that she would never expose the affair of Charles and Mrs. Finch, one of the firm best private clients. Some of the funds would be used to pay for Carrie's breast surgery. Later that month, as she lay recovering in the hospital Carrie tried to change Karen's statement, "Charles didn't pay for my breast enlargement," Carrie spoke as she lay in the hospital bed. Karen just smiled and said, "Whatever honey, you're looking better each day." Late in April the no-contest divorce was filed. By then Gary had left the firm. He had several comfortable weeks planned, before Carrie West would start her new position. Her re-titled law license was nearly in hand. Charles Stout was clueless, and he didn't have a hint of Gary's transition, nor did he suspect that his wife and Carrie had become a couple. The Taylor Group had required that Gary complete her gender paperwork, so she would join the firm as Ms. Carrie West. During the final negotiation meeting, the managing Partner, George Jordan, had explained to Carrie, "We are a progressive employer Ms. West, and your strong record is why we've agreed to hire you, well in this, ah, personal and unique condition." Mr. Jordan was fifty-four, and he was balding, but he had developed a great reputation in corporate law. "You should be comfortable, and your privacy is assured, but we require a certificate, as the State code demands," Mr. Jordan now stood, and Carrie did so as well. She worn a well-cut suit with a skirt in a conservative shade of gray, and three-inch heels, and with her legs naked. He then offered, "We will do our part to assure that the document remains private Miss West. Only Mr. Taylor and I are aware of your gender history." There were twenty-one employees, most were support staff as there were only five lawyers including the two partners. Carrie felt her history should remain between herself and the partners. The firm's office was on the upper floor of the same building where Carrie had worked with Charles, which was down the street from the Courthouse. "Thank you, Mr. Jordan," she stood and extended her thin hand, and the gold bangles lightly clinked. "I hope that we will both enjoy working together," she had been hired as an Associate Partner. Mr. Jordan released her fingers, as Carrie said, "I feel you and your partners can expect me to earn it my keep." Gary had applied for a revised birth certificate the week that Karen had filed for divorce, and legally her name was now Carrie G. West. She had spent nearly a month, since leaving Charles' firm, making her world feminine, including her breast enlargement surgery. She had visited her mother and dealt with the anxiety that it entailed. During the third week of her recovery, Karen finally came to stay the night, having been focused on her re-settling and the financial issues of the divorce. "I have missed you so much Carrie," Karen said when they embraced at the door. Karen's attorney had negotiated the property settlement, but Charles somehow had held onto the house. She had even relinquished the diamond ring; but there was a substantial cash settlement. Karen had moved to a comfortable three-bedroom condo apartment, only a block from Carrie's smaller condo. Karen agreed that five weeks was sufficient separation, and the couple would finally begin to see each other. That first evening was relaxed, and they prepared the meal together. Karen felt it was wise for her to leave, so at ten she walked home alone. "You know, I should drop you off Karen, I mean." But Karen insisted that she would walk. "The walk will be good." The pleasant weather and the moon were her excuse. "Carrie, tomorrow I'll come by at lunchtime, and maybe on Friday night we can sleep here, okay honey?" Karen was now noticeably three months pregnant. Once the divorce was finalized, Karen had packed and had her furnishings moved. Charles didn't seem interesting her, or the baby. She and Carrie wanted to be discrete with their meetings. They hadn't been intimate since before Karen had filed for the divorce. Their Friday evening was quiet, but when Karen arrived, she seemed exhausted. They were in bed cuddling before eleven, and though only Carrie had been drinking wine, together they slept comfortably. Early on Saturday morning, Carrie saw the spotting on the sheets and she quickly called for the ambulance. "Stay here on the bed Karen, and try and relax, and do not worry about the bed, okay?" They had slept together just this once, and they had not made love, so Carrie had seen her growing belly and was delighted. With the ambulance now outside, the two attendants carefully settled the stretcher, and Karen was moved as Carrie wept. "I'll follow you to General, dear." And Carrie said to the female first responder." She was upset, and held the door looking at Karen. Then she turned to the attendant. "Please take care of both of my babies." Karen reached for Carrie's hand as the doors closed. She wasn't allowed to share the ambulance ride and sadly Karen lost the baby on the bumpy, short ride to the hospital. They were together in a suite, on the third floor, after the doctor had completed the post-delivery. Karen and Carrie held each other and wept, as the nurse closed the door softly. The changes caused by the loss of their baby were consequential. Karen was quite sad, and Carrie knew that Karen would need something more. Carrie was on the fence when Karen asked if they should plan to make another baby, as the loss had caused her to see how different her world had become. In these short months, she had let the world know that she was now a woman, and there was no longer the future anxiety of being a parent. She wanted her and Karen to be a couple, but there was a longing need in her heart. - - - - - - - - - Three days after Karen's loss the doorbell rang, while Carrie was clearing the lunch dishes as Karen had returned to her nap. When Carrie opened the door, she recognized the tall slightly grayish blonde woman, as Karen's older sister Faith, but the visitor's expression was unsettled as Faith was meeting her sister's lover for the first time, and Carrie's hair and complexion reminded Faith of Karen. "You must be Faith, as Karen has spoken about her taller sister." And Carrie moved aside. I'm Carrie West." But Faith stay still, taking in Carrie's gorgeous, and quite feminine outfit, of soft pink and cream, with hose' and her nude-colored stiletto heels. She rotated her hips slightly as she assessed the woman before her, as Carrie moved the door open wider. "Please come in. Karen didn't mention your visit, but I'm certain it will help Faith." And slowly the visitor moved into the condominium's small foyer. "Are you are caring for her? Like a nurse?" Faith said, though she knew that with such a lovely outfit Carrie must be a good friend, and not a hired assistant. "No, we're just close friends." The two strangers moved to the living room and Carrie offered a seat, as she sat down on the nearby sofa, adjusting her Saturday dress as she settled. Faith was wearing a comfortable outfit, of jeans and a soft off-white sweater, with her feet in black flats. She had to have been driving for hours, and as Carrie realized this, she stood quickly. "The powder room is here," as Faith watched her pushed open the door. Faith quickly smiled. "Yes, I can use the potty," Carrie moved away from the small room, but could still hear Karen's sister urinating. As she saw the door begin to open, Carrie turned away, to give Faith a private exit, but she heard the question as Faith left the small room. "So how does my sister rate a handmaiden as adorable as you." Faith was near but walked to the sofa. Carrie blushed, as Faith then asked, "And what's with the twinning?" As Faith at sat down in Carrie's selected sofa spot, Carrie sat at the other end. She understood the question, as the three looked like sisters, Karen, Faith and Carrie. "We're lovers Faith," as Carrie shifted again settling herself, and aware that she was wearing hose' and wanted to keep this fact concealed. "Oh," Faith said softly. "She didn't call me after the miscarriage, as I wasn't supportive of her divorce decision. Just then Carrie heard a door open, and she stood, moving quickly across the room. Then Karen seeing her sister, reacted and Carrie was there to prevent her falling due to the surprise. "Who told you?" Karen asked. Karen was help to stand now. "Mother? Or was it the bastard CS." Meaning Charles, her ex. The scene was tense as Karen, barely dressed, with only a loose robe, moved closer and the taller sister seemed to stiffen. The wordless moments continued, then Faith broke her stare and asked, "And now you're with a woman?" Carrie turned and began to say something, but Karen cut her off, "No, she doesn't get to rule over my relationships any longer. If she had been honest with me, I may have never been with Charles, as she knew that he was somehow hooking up, when he was back in grad school." Carrie considered the statement, wondering about the information she had concealed from Karen regarding the research of the Stout accounting records. She had decided to maintain the privacy of Charles' affairs. Now she listened carefully. "He wasn't even dating you when I had heard of his girlfriends, and besides, you knew of them well before you two were considering marriage." Which seemed to have stalled Karen's anger. Faith moved closer, and was now next to Carrie. "I came to help, in any way possible. My bags are in the BMW. Can I stay, even if only for tonight?" Carrie saw Karen slump once more, but this time it was Faith who was there to help her, into the small side chair. The tears covered Karen's beautiful face, and Carrie moved alongside, as Faith held her sister. She was now embraced by her two best friends, and Karen broke down, letting go of her deep sadness. For a few minutes Carrie was just with them, but Karen was now quietly speaking into Faith's right ear, and Carrie only heard the single phrase, 'The father', and now Carrie broke down as Faith seemed to not understand. But the intense group hug didn't weaken, as Carrie could only hear some of the words. "I love her", followed by a mumble, and then, "She's trans." And now Faith stiffen, but Karen now said clearly, "She's mine Faith, and she has a penis." Although Carrie was there and she could feel the intense love Karen was speaking of, she now slumped as she felt less than feminine, even as she was at this exact moment the one dressed so feminine. There wasn't any irony in her mind, and she was hoping that Karen's sister could accept her and their love for each other. After a minute, Karen moved to be close to Carrie, while the three were still embracing, and she kissed Carrie gently, yet passionately as her sister watched. Karen was still kissing Carrie when Faith pushed slightly back, and quietly asked, "So, how does this happen? I mean, this has been quite a few months, and for both of you." It was near one in the afternoon, and Carrie sensed that there were a lot of issues between these sisters, "Can I suggest that I leave for a few hours, and" but Karen now stood up and came to her side. "Faith wanted this. She has decided to be here, so then she has to come to grips with our love, and with you Carrie West." Carrie knew there would be a lot of information shared but again Karen spoke, "I will handle the explanations and the details, and we will be better together for her being aware." Over the next hour Carrie listened as Karen explained their history, "When you saw Carrie at the door this afternoon, didn't you for a moment do a double take Faith?" Karen asked Carrie to explain her attempts to mimic Karen's look. "So the twining wasn't a shared idea," Faith now realized. Carrie looked to Karen and described the moment from the stair, and the black dress, and looking up to Karen radiant face. "I had been dressing, or attempting to appear feminine, until that day, when I made my decision." Faith listened carefully to Carrie's next event, their first time, and the blowjob in the Audi. Carrie's description of Karen's love of fellatio was exciting for Karen to hear, even though she wanted to have Carrie's sex in her warm mouth as she listened. Karen was watching for any tell of Faith's disgust, but Faith simply smiled as Carrie described her sister's early morning penetration. Then Karen shifted to sit beside Carrie and she turned her head in order to kiss her. "That was the moment I conceived Faith," Karen offered. "I do love her, and I love when she stuffs my body full of her penis, all three openings Faith." She was quiet and tuned to look at her sister. Faith knew she had to keep an open mind to understand her sister's world. "I guess, I figured that you have a few toys Karen, as Carrie, is a looker and as a woman we all know being filled is essential," But Karen interjected, "We're finding a way to adjust Faith, and It may not be conventional, but my girl needs special attention." An hour later Faith suggested that they share some wine. "I have a bottle." But Carrie stopped her. "We have a good Meursault, if you can handle Chard." And she went to the refrigerator. Faith looked at Karen. "If she is yours then I will support the relationship." But Karen sensed a hesitance. "You must be aware of her needs, as I am, but do not judge my lover." And the two hugged. Faith looked at Carrie, "I will reserve my thoughts Karen, as we know that you do need someone near at this moment, and I hope Carrie can meet the need." But as Karen held her, she whispered. "I will be hers from this day forward, and I will need your continued support Faith." And Karen moved toward Carrie. Karen embraced Carrie, "She will be needy, and I will accommodate her desires Faith". After dinner Karen helped Faith get settled in the guest suite, "You're coming here today was good Faith," Karen said, as she looked at her sister. "Carrie is lucky to have met you, and thank you for sharing the bit about Charlie," Faith said, as she had been friendly with him before he decided to marry her younger sister. They had not dated, but Faith still was close with his older sister. - - - - - - - - - As Carrie re-started her legal career, but as a staff member of The Taylor Group, she found the large group of experienced women paralegals quite helpful. Charles Stout had considered the cost of having the extra staff as untenable. At Taylor Carrie was one of the three lead attorney's, the other two being a few years older, but she proved able to handle her new responsibilities easily, and the six paralegals were happy to have another, younger attorney to lead their work efforts. Carrie enjoyed the feminine side culture these power women had established. There was a single male file clerk, and George was older. Carrie had to deal with only James, the other lead, as Marie was almost fifty and her skill level allowed her to work more independently; she wasn't in the firm's office except once a week for the Partner's review. James could be surprisingly inappropriate, but he benefited from the relationship he had with the soon to retire Partner. On the first day, James was polite, and he assured the partners that he would help Carrie. "Miss West, my door is open for you to consult with me." And Carrie smiled as Mr. Jordan looked on. "He's quite knowledgeable Carrie," Mr. Jordan said as James folded his arms across his chest, while subtly reviewing Carrie, who was standing about five feet away. Their offices were separated by Marie's, and now as she stepped out to the open work room, having completed an important call, she came to Carrie and embraced her. "I'll do my best to keep James' stares in check Miss West," she said. Marie was a large woman with a huge bosom, and Carrie could feel all of Marie's support garments concealed by her deep blue suit. The first week in the new office was complicated as she was still grieving, though her new comrades at the Jordan firm were not aware. Those early evening were full of sadness. After each day, she would come back to the condo and find Karen in the darken bedroom. They would hold each other for some time, and then they would order a take-out meal. The adjustments Carrie didn't share with Karen were subtle reviews as she moved around town and noticed others noticing her. She was not a gorgeous woman, but she was good looking, and attracted smiles and even chivalry, which she enjoyed. At the end of the second week of work for the Taylor firm, Carrie sat with Karen, and they discussed the changes Carrie had encountered. Karen snicked when she heard of Carrie's observation, about being reviewed by the various women, and the men she encountered. "Of course, you're being studied in the elevator. What else are a pair of men's eyes supposed to do?" Carrie had explained that there hadn't been any groping incidents, but there had been whispered statements. "Like what? 'I would love to shag that bitch, or worst?" Karen asked. - - - - - - - - - - About three weeks after the miscarriage Karen was feeling better and was alert and engaging. She and Carrie were moving past their loss, and Karen had decided that she would no longer hide from the world. Karen felt her baby was critical to bring her to Carrie. This was occurring while Carrie was finding the power of being seen and being known, as a female. Carrie was now seen by all of the people she encountered as a woman and slowly she was beginning to see herself as fitting in. But Carrie was still living with her secret, and holding onto that secrecy regarding others, as she would not divulge her gender past. The two were both making serious adjustments, but doing so together. In fact, some days Carrie would return home find a note, as Karen would be out on an errand. The wound was healing, and their life was returning to a normal rhythm, as Karen began her independent life, and their sex was becoming more involved. Yet until Karen's birth control was stable, they had no penetrative sex. Karen still enjoyed sucking Carrie to orgasm several evenings each week. One afternoon, a few months later, Carrie was in the elevator, heading to the Courthouse. The doors opened on the lower floor and Charles Stout stepped in. As the elevator descended Carrie was nervous as Charles smiled and she watched him in the reflection of the elevator control panel as he studied her outfit. She now usually wore glasses while working, and she felt her appearance wouldn't be noticed by Charles. Then the door opened, and another woman stepped in. "That is a nice, hmm, office suit Miss," Charles said quietly to Carrie. "Do we know each other? Are you with the Taylor firm?" he was speaking to Carrie, but the second woman, frowning now, turned to look at Charles, and she spoke quickly. "Excuse me sir, but your behavior is unacceptable." And the woman stared at Charles. Carrie knew that eventually she would have to deal with this re- introduction, and Karen and she had discussed how Carrie might handle the meeting, but now Carrie was too anxious. She smiled softly as the woman turned back to face the elevator door, and Carrie resisted speaking, but as the door opened, she said to Charles. "Yes, for these past three weeks, Mr. Stout." And she turned and walked swiftly out of the confining box, her heels sounding in the stone floor of the lobby. On her ride home to Karen's apartment, Carrie decided to withhold the encounter. She knew Karen was still emotional hurt by the miscarriage and was considering whether to explain to Charles that he was not the father, and Carrie still considered Karen's statement, on the night that they had met and made love, as wrong. Now, five months later, Carrie's sexuality had evolved as Karen was adventurous, but Carrie hadn't spoken of her need for a real male to enter her body since the weekend they had spent at the Hyatt. Yet her attraction to males was increasing; it was every day that she had to try and repress her excitement when a man was near, even if she wasn't truly interested in cheating, but Carrie enjoyed the attention. She was emotional connected to Karen, and desired to be her lover. But Carrie would awake many nights dreaming of being with a man, and his penis was hard for her. To Carrie, it was all about the sex, and her needs for penetration were rising. A month later Attorney Carrie West was formally introduced to Charles. The Taylor Group was handling a lawsuit for a national department store. "I am Carrie West, with The Taylor Group, and we are the local represent for the Ames chain," Carrie said at beginning of the meeting to resolve the lawsuit. Carrie continued, "The claim your client has filed shall be handled, as the corporation feels it is in their interest, and though the suit your client has brought is meritless, we are prepared to offer a simple settlement." They were at the offices of managing agent for the Ames group, a mile from downtown. Carrie glasses were different today; clear frames, yet Charles still didn't recognize her. Charles smiled, "Well of course, this offer is in excess of my client's expectation. Her fall was painful, but she will recover." Charles was quiet as he carefully reviewed the written documents as Carrie explained the requirements. "If your client, Mrs. Rosarie, agrees to sign the non-disclosure letter, we will modify the doorway, so that no one else is injured." The payment sum was forty thousand dollars, and Charles felt that the quick settlement was wise. "Excuse me a few minutes Miss West." And he stepped to the hall to call Mrs. Rosarie. Charles returned quickly, as his client understood the scale of the settlement and had agreed. As Charles entered the spacious conference room, he saw Carrie standing with her back to the doorway, and though he resisted saying anything, he liked the blonde lawyers' bottom, and her sexy legs, though her heels were understated, three inches pointy toe pumps. He smiled and said, "We have an agreement." And Charles continued, "Can I buy you and your assistant lunch Miss West?" Carrie turned to look over at her young male assistant. "Josh, can we spare an hour?" Charles suggested a place, and Josh left to get firm's car. "You know," Charles said as he opened the door to the street, "You look quite lovely Miss West." But though she blushed, Carrie turned and paused Charles. "I want you to stop that Mr. Stout. I am in a committed relationship, and my girlfriend." But Charles now interrupted her. He apologized. "Carrie, I meant nothing by my compliment, and I do understand," he said just as Josh arrived with the car. Carrie got in the backseat. In minutes they were seated at a table in the restaurant. The lunch was served quickly, and Josh commented, "The staff really knows how to keep this place moving." Charles sat across from Carrie, as Josh answered the questions Charles asked about his law school. Josh was twenty-six and had attended a prestige east coast school. Charles shared that he had wished that he'd been admitted. "Fourteen years ago, I applied there, but there was a swell of applications, due to the downturn in the business cycle, and I wasn't accepted." Carrie listened and looked at her watch, which Charles understood. The three quickly finished, and Charles took care of the bill. At the door, Charles spoke quietly to Carrie, "I had planned to walk back, as I have a stop along the way, and I am glad you're with Taylor. I hope you won't be upset by my earlier inappropriate comments Miss West," as Charles saw that had Josh pulled to the curb. Carrie simply smiled and opened the passenger door. "Just don't look at my legs Charles, as I get in." He tried not to smile, as he did watched Carrie sit on the seat and swing her black heels into the car. Her action had occurred so quickly he couldn't look away. "Nicely done, and thank you, for the warning," Charles said as he slowly closed the car door. "See you both soon, Carrie, Josh," Charles said, and they drove away. Over the next few days, Charles seemed to encounter Carrie; in the lobby, and once leaving the parking lot. Carrie was polite, but reserved, and she wondered how easily her long hair, the glasses and makeup had concealed her to Charles. That evening Carrie discussed the possible exposure of her secret to Charles, but Karen was not in agreement. "He is too stupid to have seen you evolving, over the past two years Carrie". Karen was referring to the time that Carrie had been with Charles' firm, daily, and yet he had failed to recognize the changing person Carrie was becoming. "Your hair is better styled now, and back then your longish pixie was pretty obvious," Karen said as she came to Carrie and they embraced. "He does not need to know that you were Gary once upon a time." Carrie felt that Karen was correct, and her private life was secure. Yet the dreams continued, and some afternoons she would daydream, and these were always about give a man fellatio. Her partner was a beautiful woman, and Karen understood that Carrie needed her to enter her bottom, so each week Karen would play the top, and she saw her role as hot, and sexy. "Carrie, cocks are hot, we're women, and we are wired to adore a penis!" Karen said, as she lewdly wobbled her faux dick attached to her hips. As Karen moved nearer, she smirked. "I'd still rather be with you, a woman, but I can understand the desire and need for cock". Carrie smiled and moved to her knees, but she closed her eyes, and she saw Charles standing there in her mind. - - - - - - - - - - After a mutual court settlement on another legal matter for the Ames Company Charles approached Carrie, outside the judge's office. "Care to explain this," Charles said as he presented the legal papers to Carrie. Carrie took the envelope from Charles, and seeing the contents immediately put her hand up. "This is not your business, and the State Board has erred," Carrie said, trying to get passed Charles, and she started to walk towards the lobby. Charles looks at her, seemingly for the first time. "You know Carrie I actually love your new look," Charles said this, and Carrie stopped dead. Then she turned back to him. "And how does that matter?" she said, as she blushed, "What you like Mr. Stout?" Charles wasn't aggressive, but he seemed to want to say something more, "It's not an issue of course, but." Carrie now walked in the opposite way, to the end of the hall and Charles followed her, and now he stood in front of his ex-associate attorney. "I guess, I could have been more aware Carrie, as you did." Charles waved his hand slowly about, but he did not touch Carrie. "All of this," Charles said, but he stepped back and leaned against the wall of the hall. "You are quite becoming Carrie," he said, and she saw a smile on his lips. She now knew she should not have lingered. "Mr. Stout, please do not, don't try that on me!" Years earlier, Gary had watched Charles, trying to seduce another female lawyer in a similar setting, after a court date, and now Carrie wondered if he was about to suggest a rendezvous. "But there is something curiously erotic about you Miss West, and I can't say how, but since I received this notice almost a week ago, I haven't been able to stop." But now Charles turned away, blushing. Carrie stood still; her armor today was a dark gray suit, two-and-a-half inch heels and a white blouse, covered by the suit coat top. The gray faux pearls hung into her decollete. Charles looked different to her just then. He had lost weight, and his manner was not assertive, but relaxed. She continued to watch, as Charles spoke, but Carrie did not hear his words as she looked down at the lump forming in the trousers of her ex-boss. Carrie hadn't considered a single male in months, but now it was apparent that Charles was asking, at least he was alluding that they arrange a date. Carrie looked at him, then decided to end the conversation and she walked passed him, but she paused, and turned. "No Charles, there is no way in hell." But Charles was still near and he reached, slowly and just took her left hand. "I know Miss West, and I apologize, for my rude, offer." But Carrie pulled her hand away. Charles stepped back several steps but continued to look at her, appraising her body, while he smiled at Carrie. He was staring at her body. Carrie felt a new condition, being valued for her body and as a sexual object. Her surprise was that she was enjoying Charles' objectification. She felt her self-creation had met her goal, she had become a female, and had the power of attractiveness and she was desirable. "I am truly sorry," he said, as he slowly walked backwards down the hall. Carrie remained still, and watched as he entered the lobby, and Charles did a quick peek back at her. She was flustered, and considered calling Karen, but for some reason she didn't. Instead she walked to the women's restroom and checked her panty liner. She had ejaculated as Charles seemed to be proposing a meeting. - - - - - - - - - - - - "Oh my god Carrie! How I love sucking your beautiful cock!" Karen was down on her knees, kneeling on the carpet and her fingers were wrapped about Carrie small but stiff penis, as she licked and teased the fat head. "I'm such a horny little wifey," Karen said as she pumped Carrie hardness. "I'm so greedy for what you have given me," Karen said, but she then slipped the shaft into her mouth. "My god woman, I love the attention and care with which you suck my sex!" Carrie moaned. Pulling the penis free Karen cooed, "It's my pure lust." And her fingers held Carrie as she greedily suckled her small penis. Carrie pulled her lover up and they kissed. "Back to my duty Carrie." And now she knelt again, engulfed the hardness as Carrie laid back against the cushion. "It's a tingling sensation," Carrie said softly, but Karen now moved up to the chair arms and focusing slowly dropped atop Carrie dick. "Oh yes," Karen moaned as her hips moved up and down. "Fucking me or my mouth, which do you like more?" Karen asked as she bent to lift off Carrie's blouse, but the material caught on the diamond stud in her left ear. "Oh god Karen," Carrie smirked, "each of the three openings you have given me is beyond comparison, as all are so special to me." She held Karen about the waist, as their lovemaking continued. Karen had agreed to hold off her desire for a baby, and after six weeks of loving each other orally the two were about to copulate. Karen had found a part-time position with a nearby college, working in the administration. She would ride along several days a week with Carrie and walk over to the office after her day. After the first three days, Karen realized that she had to adjust her dress and appearance, as the men and females within the administration had been hitting on her. She now worn the flats that she felt reduced her appeal. Carrie's world had exploded as her move towards the feminine continued, at odds with how Karen was adapting her feminine awareness. Carrie was consciously pushing towards the sensuous with her new silky undergarments, as Karen tried to reduce the attention she daily had to deal with. Together the two women felt they were meant to be with each other. Carrie's penis was now deep within her lover. "God Karen, I have missed being inside your pussy!" They had been having only oral sex or anal intercourse while the effectiveness of the birth control became certain. "But I have loved having your penis in my butt Carrie!" but Carrie was climaxing, and her eyes were closed as her penis ejaculated into Karen's moist body. "I've came so quickly Karen," Carrie moaned as Karen settled on her hips. "Each time is special Carrie," as Karen rotated off and found the still moist cloth. - - - - - - - - - - - - The following night, Carrie listened as Karen prepared dinner, but she was distracted. Charles was not going to disappear, and yet she had not told Karen of the Courthouse encounter. Nor had she shared all she had earned while searching Charles' old telephone records. As the two ate together, Carrie asked, "Karen, have you wanted to be with any other person, I mean since the divorce?" Karen had explained how one of the women at her new position has seemed quite interested. "I could have that lesbian. She is quite lovely Carrie." Yet Karen quickly laughed loudly. "Why would I want that? Carrie, we're together now." Carrie was at a strange place, thinking of that single sexual experience with Rob so many months ago. She stood and came behind her lover and they nestled closely. "Well, I just wondered honey." Later as she was dressing for bed, Karen rubbed against Carrie, and her hands came up to caress Carrie's breasts. "These were a gift of the settlement," Carrie looked into the mirror and watched as Karen caressed her breasts, but she withheld her thoughts. Karen's fingers touched the now subtle scar at her right armpit. Karen sensed something wasn't quite right. "Do you need a good fucking Carrie West?" And Carrie knew she meant with their dildo. She slowly shook her head to indicate no. Carrie could not think of being fucked at this moment, another than by a stiff warm cock. The lovemaking with Karen was exciting, but Carrie now knew she wanted something more. In bed, Karen spooned against her lover, and after a while she reached to hold Carrie's small penis. "I want to jack you off then Carrie," as Carrie had become semi-hard. Karen's palm rubbed the circumcised cock as Carrie moaned. "There we go honey, I want you to shoot all over my hand." But Karen didn't see that Carrie's eyes were closed and her own fingers played with her nipples. "This fat dick is why I don't want a man, as I have the best lover," Karen said, and just a moment later Carrie orgasmed, and Karen held her tightly. "Yes, oh honey that was quite a load!" she said as she rolled Carrie onto her back and moved to clean the semen from her hand. "I can't wait to suck you off again Carrie, tomorrow, so get some rest Carrie." Several weeks later, Carrie knew she had to act, and satisfy her curious desire. Since witnessing Charles attempt, she had been thinking of every man as a potential partner. She needed to be with someone, though she resisted her thoughts of Charles. Why she needed another wasn't easily explained, but Carrie thought of cock more than anything. She chose not to reveal her thoughts to Karen. Then one night she awoke with a vivid dream, with her mouth filled with someone's dick; it was Charles' cock! She lay quietly considering her need, and how to address it. She wanted to be laid so badly, but only by a man. She had resisted Karen's sexual attempts for almost a week. "Carrie, tonight, I will not be turned down," Karen said when she saw her lover's face on Friday evening. In late August Karen was to travel for a week visiting her mother. It was an early flight, and Carrie had a plan for this Friday afternoon. After she knew that Karen was safe in Saint Louis, she dressed to the nines and waited to encounter Charles in the parking garage of the Courthouse. She had confirmed his schedule, and she had taken the afternoon off. She was parked in her small Audi TT, immediately beside Charles' sedan. Around three-thirty as Charles approached his car he slowed as he noticed, the arrangement, Carrie's car was facing the opposite direction, and Charles saw her face through the windshield. His BMW doors opened as he released the locks, but he didn't get in, leaning against the door. He smirked as Carrie lowered the window of her drivers' side. "Care to explain this Miss West?" Charles asked. She simply looked toward the driver's seat, then she smiled saying, "You can drive," as she shifted her bottom and moved into the passenger seat. Charles consider the situation. "Really Miss West? Now? This evening?" but he moved closer to the smaller car and opened the door. "No hesitation Mister Stout?" Carrie asked as she saw him moving. As Charles settled into the drivers' seat Carrie handed him two small images, and even with a glance Charles knew he had some explaining to do. "Where did these come from?" he said as he turned the pictures over. On the back was written 12 December 2016 Las Vegas, in masculine hand, and a name: 'Butterfly', and a note, 'nice butt'. The other image had more notes, 'VIP Jasmine, LA, 10 April 2017, 'tight and lovely'. He was looking downward and shaking his head. "I have been bad Miss West." Charles now looked at her. Carrie spoke softly, "You've been with these trans woman correct Charles?" as the images clearly shows the two women's gender condition. She noticed that her dress was on her upper thighs, exposing her hose' welt. She pulled the hem lower, settling the dress. Charles watched her carefully. "Miss West, I had several lost nights, but I have learned that I need to respect all women." And he leaned closer to Carrie. "You like women correct Charles?" she said softly as she reached to lightly touch his crotch atop his trousers, "Transgender women like myself?" He smirked. "Maybe a little Miss West." And he softly added, "Well yes, and completely," Carrie smiled with his clear statement and she moved close and she kissed Charles softly. Carrie slipped nearer still and they kissed as she gently caressed his pants. Carrie's kiss was now full of her passion, and her hand moved to unzip Charles's fly. She resisted pulling his hardening penis free, as Charles smiled. Carrie spoke softly, "You know how to love a trans woman?" He smiled. "I sure hope so Miss West," as Carrie gently caressed him atop his trousers. Smiling she said, "No anal, no blowjob's, how did you expect to keep her Mister Stout?" Charles realized that Carrie was serious. "Do you really want to know Carrie?" She held his covered cock tightly and smiling nodded to him. "I have you here, and, well, Karen is away," she said, as the hand job continued. Charles nodded, knowing of the trip to St. Louis. "And you want to go where Miss West?" Carrie was considering his warm flesh. "The Hotel downtown. I have a key for you." And she gave the card to Charles. "So you want to be discrete, hmm? Planning to keep your sex play with me from Karen?" Carrie smiled and released his boxer cover dick. "She has been important, as she helped bring me from being hidden into the world, and now mine is a woman's life, so I do not want to hurt her." She moved back, resting in the seat. "But I still need a man." Charles reached to touch Carrie's knee, and he felt the silky hose'. "I love that you're so clear Carrie, and there were more than just those two I've been with, but how could you have guessed?" She explained the credit card research that Karen's divorce had exposed, "It took a short while to track down the information, and Karen doesn't know all of the details. The investigator only needed three hours to find the first, and then the other two, as the agency you used kept telephone numbers, not names." Charles grimaced. "Cell data, and you found the pictures?" "No, actually I spoke with Sasha," Carrie said, meaning the agent at the service Charles had used. "She offered many details, of your visits." To this Charles simply smiled. "She had the snapshots and your notes." Carrie moved, and pulled her fingers away from his crotch. Pausing Carrie whispered into Charles right ear, "Sasha, told me to expect multiple orgasms, and well, how you could please me, Mister Stout." Carrie reached again and squeezed his hard cock through his pants. "Well, Miss West, due to your care and purposefulness, I will say you are without a doubt, the most beautiful." And he now leaned over, his fingers slipped up Carrie's thigh, and Charles kissed her, and his tongue was soft and almost timid. Carrie enjoyed his sweet kissed, but she wanted something more. "Charles, can you really be with me, and you're not are playing, just for spite?" He moved his hands to her waist, "No Carrie, you can see that you have me hard. I'm quite aroused," as her fingers remained wrapped around his concealed stiffness. She moved off the kiss, "Then can I expect a lover, careful, and," she wanted to be seduced, rather than arranged. "I want be feminine and taken Mister Stout, as a female. I desire to be entirely absorbed by you. I am not deceived, as I came looking for you. I want your repression and will give you my submission Charles." Carrie West wanted a boyfriend experience! Charles smiled, "You're quite unique Carrie, as I think I understand." She wanted to be desired, and she was offering herself, freely, but to be taken. Carrie was asking for the adventure of being with him and the special variety of being with a man would bring her. Charles considered her request, "I see that you want to be desired and to respond to my needs, and you are suggesting a willingness to be opened by my body, and the sex, and the penetration." Carrie smiled, "You are hearing me Charles, and yes, I need the risqu?, and your seduction." And she paused to watch him. "Your pleasure, and your surrender as I decide how to enter you? Can you release my true needs Carrie?" She saw his point. "I can allow you to be yourself Charles, and just a little bad also," "And you have been with someone, correct Carrie? I won't be the first?" She nodded slowly. "I am ready for you though; and I am aroused." Then she added, "I will trust you Charles." "I have been a woman for quite some time, and I have realized that my truth is to allow you." But Carrie was paused as Charles' mouth covered hers, and his hands moved to caress her left breast. She swooned to his attention and his tongue, but she pushed back now. Carrie had come to understand that she had created herself for this moment. "As Karen suggested at our encounter months ago. She told me that I wanted you Charles, to seduce me, though I wasn't ready until this exact moment." His hands caressed her body as she bit her lip. "We both understand that my body is female, enough, and that I need a feminine pleasure. I'm allowing you to imagine it as perfect Charles, as I want you to seduce and enjoy my body." And his finger moved further beneath Carrie's dress, resting atop her mons pubis. She sensed his awareness, and he paused his caress of her satin panty and his fingers ran down the straps holding her silk hose', "So we're going to meet at the Hotel, and you want me to lead, correct Miss West?" Her fingers squeezed his penis, and her mouth opened, as Charles was now certain, and his evening was clear. "Take me to the room and, would you love me Charles? And more than once for god sake." Charles drove the few blocks from the courthouse garage to the Hotel, with Carrie, bent down with her head resting in his lap, atop his hard penis. She was teasing him rather than blowing him. "You're quite good at this Miss West." But she didn't respond, Carrie turned and simply kissed his now exposed fat cock. The Audi hit a pothole and she moaned, but her kiss continued. Once in the Hotel's underground garage Carrie sat up, and wiped her lips, then she opened her small bag. "I need a moment Charles," as she felt his fingers trying to slip inside her thong. She re-applied her lipstain, and asserted her need again, "Charles, please remove your fingers," as she used the rear mirror to trace the edge of her lips carefully. "I need to be loved," she said, as her hand moved Charles' away. "But I need the whole deal, all of the joy you can bring to my body, okay?" She asked, "You have your keycard?" Then she bent and quickly kissed the tip of his exposed penis. "I'll let you eat me later Charles." And Carrie opened the side door, as Charles ran to help her. She swung her long legs out. "Thank you." But he was still guffawing over her tall heels, "You should close your mouth Charles. You've seen my legs before, remember?" Charles stood near Carrie, and he gently pulled her into a hug, as his hands explored her backside. His kiss was quite stirring, and Carrie moaned softly, "Oh my god, this is going to happen,". Carrie suggested that they enter the hotel separately, "I have the key, so we'll see each other shortly," though Carrie was anxious. Charles reminds her that there are cameras everywhere. "Then there's no reason to separate Mister Stout." And she took his hand. Then she paused. "I shutoff my cell back at the Courthouse. Can you please terminate your as well Charles?" She watched as he shut down his device, "There," he said, and handed her the phone. "Can you keep it in your clutch?" as Carrie smiled. "I'm trying to relax, as I'm a little anxious Charles." And she selects the right elevator cab. "I wouldn't want to be interrupted." On the twelfth floor as the door opened, and Charles held her back, "This is how we should begin." And he took her into his arms and they kissed, tenderly, as the elevator doors closed. Their kiss became passionate, but the cab remained at the twelfth floor. "Okay, Carrie," Charles said, and he pressed the button and the doors reopened. Carrie smiled, "Yes Charles, that was a good kiss," as she stepped ahead, trailing her left hand. "Come with me please," as she turned to look back, and Charles again reached out to Carrie, and she swung about into his arms. This kiss was longer. "Now I'm quite happy that you met me this evening Miss West." And Charles opened the door to the suite. Carrie paused and pivoted on her heel. "I want this be special for us Carrie." And he reached for her again, pulling her in, and closing the door softly. She saw that the bell captain had placed the champagne on the table by the large window, and Charles was reviewing the vintage, "This is a nice touch," he said. There was a moment of awkwardness as she watched Charles reviewing the bottle, but they were together in the hotel suite. Carrie moved alongside the large bed and touched the duvet. Then she pulled the bed open, "I think I want something else Mister Stout." And he stopped. She smiled, as he said, "We've got all the time in the world." And the cork popped. The couple sat down, as Charles offered his toast, "I never could have guessed that we'd be here Carrie, together," he said as he extended the flute. "A perfect wine," he added. "My love of women started in college, and Sara was the first," Charles had decided to place their evening in context, and Carrie slipped onto the sofa beside him. "We met at a stag party in my senior year. My best buddies' brother was engaged, and his friends had arranged for a special woman to come out of the cake. Somehow I found myself with her in the morning." Carrie chuckled. "So your interest started many years before you met Karen," He explained the early few women, "I had to have the resources, therefore I only met three women while in law school. It was something I shared with no one. My needs could be met with a rendezvous twice a year. Back home I had been considered a suitor for Karen, she's three years younger, Carrie." Carrie had not met Karen's family, "I dated her older sister, Faith for several times; she was a friend of my sister." Charles then expressed the surprise of receiving the name change notice. "I suppose your world had been changing, but you became Carrie without my having a clue." He explained the details of their families. "Her mom was my mother's best friend, so I have known Karen for most of my life," he set down Carrie's flute, and then his. "I haven't had sex with any clowns. All of my dates were carefully considered, but after the marriage I became less careful." "When I saw you that first time, in the elevator, I did check out your body, but I was still clueless." And Carrie now smiled. "I was shocked Charles, that being that near to me you didn't see my resemblance to Gary". He moved close and kissed Carrie softly while he reached and gently caressed her right breast, "And now I can see that you were never anyone but Carrie," he said. He felt her fingers again at the zipper, so he paused and moved the zipper, and Carrie's warm fingers released his semi-hard cock once again. "I love how much you want to give me head," Charles said as Carrie bent and kissed his cock once again. But he stopped her attention, pulling her up, "Could you see me as more than a single event Carrie?" He spoke quickly and explained that his lustful days were beyond him, "And I may be happier, right now, here with you Carrie West than I've ever been." Carrie smiled. "Let's not get ahead of why we're here Charles." But she allowed his passionate kiss, as her fingers held the cock she wanted. "Certainly, I want something from you Charles, but being with you again?" she languidly kissed and played with his prick, as he removed her jacket and unbuttoned her blouse. "Maybe, and if you're a good girl, we will see," Charles said as he bent, and he kissed and then squeezed her right nipple strongly. Carrie saw that a shift was occurring, and she settled back, as Charles stood with his erect cock exposed. Carrie was wearing a form fitting soft blue-gray skirt with an ivory top with a deep V-neck, her heels were unique and beige in color, with black trim details, and her legs were covered in light grey toned silk hose'. As Charles smiled down at her, she resisted disrobing, but she released the front clasp of her brasserie. Charles reached and took her about the neck and pulled her up onto her heels, as his lips lightly caressed hers. But then he gently and firmly pushed her lower and Carrie was now squatting atop her heels, and while holding her hair he pushed his stiff penis at her, and she opened her mouth. Her eyes were focused on the hard cock as he wiped it across her face. Then Carrie kissed her new warm toy, Charles' stiff hard cock, and he pushed into her mouth, with his one hand holding her head loosely. As he paused, she looked upward, while the stiff penis filled her mouth, but she wanted more, and Charles resisted for a few moments as Carrie's eyes water, and she considered her position in front of the fat warm dick, a hot man cock. She moved slightly forward, and her tongue extended to the tip of his purple helmet and she licked slowly around the head of Charles' erection. Charles watched her in fascination, and then he slowly pushed into her mouth, then more assertively, while holding her hair. To his surprise Carrie allowed his penis deeply into her mouth, passed the limit, and into her throat for a brief second, then he pulled away. He waited for her to look up into his eyes, then he pulled her mouth onto the cock again. "You are more beautiful Carrie with my dick in your mouth, and my view of our world is quickly changing. I need to be inside you!" but instead he pulled her up and into a kiss, while he caressed her bottom, and his hands shifted her skirt upward, to her hips. She was still dressed, and her mouth was not done suckling him yet, as he moved back a few steps and Carrie had to cross the space, on her own, as she wanted to have him in her mouth again. She dropped to her hands and crawled the three or four feet, and she looked up from her knees at his cock, and again she reached to hold his hardness, as her tongue licked his balls. He allowed her to hold his dick as she licked and suckled it. She paused and caressed the shaft with both hands, then he pulled loose and stuffed her mouth full again. He moved in passed her lips, and then slowly out again, and Carrie gasped. "Can you admit that you like my mouth Charles?" Carrie asked, and his answer was clear as he moved back inside her warm mouth. But he stopped her, pulling free, and he spun Carrie around and leaned her head down on the bed surface, as his hands pushed her dress up further, and his fingers tried to pull her tight panty girdle free. "Hey, this is annoying Miss West." But she had worn the fitted panty over her suspender and garters, and as he realized the arrangement of the garment, he pulled the taut panty down her thighs and exposed her bottom. "The hell, a second thong Miss West?" but he moved the thin panel aside and quickly Charles bent and licked and kissed her bumhole. "I love your sexy hose' Carrie," he moaned as her now wet bottom was covered by his tongue and lips. He licked and kissed the pink tender hole. "You taste wonderful Carrie." And he could hear her excitement, as he loved her only hole. "Are you capable of taking my fat cock Carrie?" he said as he pushed into her bottom with two fingers. "Oh, god," she cried softly. "God Charles, yes," she stammered, as he pulled free and then pushed in slowly and deliberately with three of his fingers. "Oh, god, oh my, Charles." And he bent again and kissed her ass. He relished the scent of her, and his fingers played across the hole, and then entered her again. "Please, yes, please fuck me," she moaned, but he guffawed. "Really Carrie? You think I can resist eating your lovely butt?" he said, as she turned quickly, and his fingers found and held her small sex. He pulled the small penis backward against her perineum and licked and kissed her still soft sex. He stood now and smiled as he positioned his cock and she turned quickly to look at him, as her bangle earrings swung about. She watched as Charles sawed his cock up and down her deep butt cleft. He teased her tight opening now with his moist fingers, then he bent and kissed her ass, probing the tight opening with his tongue. She moaned as his free hand came to her breast and he found a path into her blouse to the erect nipple of her left breast. His tongue was off of her bottom hole and she felt the hard cock there now, and she breathed deeply as he pushed slightly into her body for the first time. But Carrie wanted to suck and kiss his prick, and she moved quickly as his cock sprang up as she bent and turned, banging against her chin. Carrie giggled and inhaled, and his scent filling her nose, as she held his cock very near to her lips, and he slowly pushed into her mouth again. He smiled as she fellated his hard cock for more than a few minutes. "I need to suck you," she moaned, as she licked and pumped his dick. "Turn Carrie, I want you up on your hands and knees," as he rubbed the lube along his shaft She held his penis as she did adjust her position and she squeezed the meaty hard rod, "Are you going to fuck me Mister Stout?" The entry was slow, as her body adjusted to his push, and she groaned as he passed the tight ring of her canal. "Oh yes, oh, yeah. Slow Mister Stout!!" At the same time, she pushed back towards him with his hands on her hips, controlling the depth of his cock. Carrie groaned again. "Just wait Carrie, and it will pass." But he heard the quicken pace of her breathe, and she felt him become very still for a minute as she worked to control her pulsing body. "You feel large Charles, inside now," she whispered after their pause, as his slow inward stroke moved a little deeper, but her body felt his smooth hot cock. Moving in, in deeper, in, and then outward. With each push causing her to moan, each withdrawal causing her to breathe to escape. Charles moved, while caressing Carrie's hair and she looked back at him, "Onto your back again Carrie," he directed. She was unable to subdue her grin, and she rolled slowly, trying to keep his dick within her body. Now she lay on her back, and Charles was still. "Shift up a little." And he propped up her butt with a pillow. Charles moved, pulling free and then slid his dick up and down her back cleft and he entered her ass again. He smiled holding her hose' covered legs, settling himself between her silky legs, and his cock once more searched for her entrance. His cock slipped deep into her body each time he pushed forward, and Carrie surrendered to the pleasure, as his hands pushed her blouse low, and then her open brasserie cups, exposing her perfect breasts, "Damn, I love your breasts Miss West, perfect!" His fingers touched her sensitive nipples and he again twisted each one, then he bent and kissed them slowly. She watched as Charles then pulled his cock from her deep hole, and he shifted. "Kiss my wet dick Carrie." And she reached and touched him lightly with just her fingertips, gently moving the foreskin, pulling it back to reveal the beautiful yet reddish head, before bending her head closer to engulf his cock deep into her mouth. "Oh fuc, god Carrie!" he moaned. Carrie held the wet penis firmly as she licked and kissed him, with her fingers wrapped around his cock, while her head moving slowly up and down, allowing her tongue to lick around the crown. Her eyes were closed, but Carrie felt his hand in her hair, "I want to see your lips around my fat dick." And Charles watched as her deep red stained lips licked and suckled his cock, licking up and down his shaft, coating it with her glistening saliva, then Carrie gagged a slightly, as his dick pushed deeply into her throat. Carrie pulled free a quick moment and then she kissed the tip of his cock. Charles saw the look of delight in Carrie's eyes, and a rapturous smile on her face. Charles pulled her upward onto her tall heels and he lifted her right leg and held her as he re-positioned his penis between her thighs, and he push his cock into her once again. In this standing position Charles now fucked and kissed Carrie as she moaned and panted due to her excitement. Carrie's tight dress was still above her hips, but his cock was pulsing quickly in and out and Carrie reached to steady herself. She reached and tried to release the clasp and the left edge of her skirt. The orgasm she desired was near, and she didn't want to soil her new outfit. "Let me Carrie." And Charles removed his cock, as Carrie pulled free, pushing the skirt lower with her right heel, as she quickly lifted the sexy top over her head as Charles' hand reached, and he torn her brassiere free of her arms. She then guided his fingers between her thighs, and she felt her gaping hole stretch as he entered again, to her pleasure deep inside her head. Carrie knew she could not wait longer, and she pulled Charles close and drop onto his cock fully. Her eyes looked into his as he pushed into her deep space, while his mouth teased her tender nipples as her other breast pressed against his hairy chest, as his mouth returned to their kiss and he stopped his thrusting. Carrie tried to push, as she was so near orgasm, and she panted, as she rolled her hips and her small sex released and she felt the wet juice cover her stomach and suspender belt. Her body was still on his cock, pierced deeply, as he moved quickly now with his length slipping deeper on each stroke. Carrie held on around Charles' neck as she felt him inside her body. He was softly moaning as his climax began and she felt his release in her bottom. "Oh yes, Carrie, yes," he groaned. "This is it!" She covered his mouth with her kiss. "Oh dear I, love this, God yes Charles, wonderful," as she felt him move, turning as he laid her onto the bed, somehow without slipping from her body. "You are so deep inside me," she said softly as her arms and legs wrapped about his body, holding him tightly, with his cock pinning her as well as his weight, and they gently kissed as Carrie felt his cock softening. Her bottom was on the duvet as she experienced the flow of his release from her bottom. It had become dark while the couple had made love, and Carrie felt him slip out of her body, "Okay Charles," Carrie considered whether she might do this again, but when she looked at him, he was asleep. A little later he opened his eyes and looked at Carrie, "So things went even better than you were expecting?" And he hugged and kissed her. Carrie was quiet now and replied only with her eyes smiling. A few minutes later she whispered, "It may be worth considering your earlier request Charles." And Carrie's fingers found and held his soft penis. She looked about, seeing her torn white lingerie, from Fleur du Mal. An easy replacement, though an expensive piece. Her mind was quiet, as she felt Charles place his fingers around her sex. Several hours later Carrie awoke, and she slipped from Charles' arms, and as she was still wearing it, she pulled her skirt down. She bent to pick up her blouse but walked into the bath and slipped on a robe. She realized that her feet needed something, as she intended to go out on the balcony, and she found the simple slippers on the bath lower shelf. In the mirror she noticed that she had a run in her left hose'. She opened the large glass door to the terrace, then silently closed the door and turning on her cellphone, calling Karen's cell. They had discussed her general plan on the ride to the airport that morning. Karen had agreed with Carrie, that her having sex with a man wouldn't hurt their relationship, as Karen understood how different their world now was without a child on the way. "I only ask that you be discrete Carrie and select a man who won't hurt you," Karen had said last week, before her visit to the Midwest. The phone was answered on the second ring. "Hi honey! Well, are you happy Carrie?" Carrie smiled and said little of the evening and didn't share that Karen's ex-husband Charles was asleep fifteen feet from her hip. "Yes dear, and I'm certain of many things now. Is all good there?" Karen didn't answer but asked Carrie, "Please send me a snap of you, as you are." And Carrie twisted so the background wouldn't include the hotel room interior. "So, you're enjoying the Hyatt?" Karen said, recognizing the roofscape. Carrie sighed, as Karen looked at the snapshot, and she saw that the room was reflected in the glazed guardrail. It was blurred image, but she could tell that it was a man lying on the bed. "You looked good to me sweetie. I'll be home in a few days," Karen said as she sent a kiss, and she terminated the connection. The end of Part III by MadQuill