Jerry couldn't believe it had been six weeks since that dreaded night that his wife came home early from her usual Thursday night card game with the girls and caught him in that dreadful act.

How could he have been so stupid and let it happen so easily? It was something that he enjoyed doing since he was fourteen years old and now he had been caught by his own wife.

Tammy was so angry at him that night that she almost packed his bags and made him move out of the house that night but she didn't. He spent four weeks sleeping in their guests' bedroom and it wasn't until he had apologized to her numerous times and said that he would never do it again before she finally gave in and allowed him back in their bed again.

She still wouldn't allow him to have sex with her, not after that night. Jerry pleaded with her the other night, almost begging her to have sex but she was still too angry and hurt.

Jerry knew that Tammy had confided with her best friend at work concerning their marital problems and Jerry was upset. He felt so embarrassed and hurt that Tammy had told someone his little secret.

Jerry had overheard Tammy talking on the phone the other night to this woman whose name is Jean. It almost seemed as if they were planning something, maybe revenge or maybe this woman was trying to talk Tammy into divorcing him.

After all, it wasn't as if he went out screwing another woman. Why wouldn't she just let it go and forget that it even happened?

They had been married for seven years and Jerry loved Tammy with all his heart. He remembered meeting her on a blind date and how beautiful she was. They were both fresh out of college and both working in real estate.

They had met at the company Christmas party and were married the following spring. They began working as a team and were very successful at selling homes.

Tammy had long red hair and he loved redheads' and she was very slim with long legs but very well endowed. Her tiny waist seemed to enhance her bust size even more.

Jerry wasn't much larger than his wife, they were the same height and he had always been skinny. Jerry didn't think he weighed any more than his wife.

They were both going to turn thirty next year and they were so successful that they bought a million-dollar house and both had luxury cars. They just didn't have any time for kids right now, they were so busy trying to get everything they wanted before they settled down with children.

Tammy was talking on the phone that very moment with her friend Jean. Jean was another agent down at the office where he and Tammy worked.

Jerry had wondered how many of the other agents knew what he had done. He just couldn't believe his own wife would spill the beans to her best friend on him.

After dinner that night, he and Tammy had settled down and were working on a few updates on some listings together when Tammy stopped what she was doing on the computer and turned to Jerry and gave him a hug.

"Jerry. I'm really sorry I've been so hard on you these past few weeks. It's just that I was very hurt when I came home and found you the way I did that day."

Jerry gave her another hug and they kissed and Tammy looked into his eyes and smiled as she held his hands and knew she has something else to day to him.

"I've been talking to Jean and we had a long talk about what had happened that night and I think I've been very unfair to you. I think we should have talked about what had happened a lot sooner and got everything out in the open."

Tammy reached up and held his chin in her hand and kissed his lips gently. Jerry was beginning to feel so much better after all this time. Tammy was finally letting it go and moving on.

"Honey. I've decided to allow you to continue doing what you enjoy. I understand perfectly well how you feel and I don't want to deny you of your little hobby."

Jerry looked into Tammy's eyes knowing that she was being very honest and sincere and it caused him to smile back at her knowing that she understood.

That night was the first time that he and Tammy had sex in more than six weeks and she was being so much different that night. Tammy seemed to be concentrated on studying Jerry rather then enjoying sex with him.

She was treating him so much differently that it made him paranoid to what she was thinking. Tammy studied every inch of Jerry's body, running the palms of her hands along his legs and thigh's and feeling his slim waist and small shoulders.

Tammy even made him laugh that night when she compared his legs to her own legs, telling him how long and slim his were, just like her own and how soft his skin felt against her own.

They were laying in bed cuddling and Tammy was stroking his hair and looking into his eyes. Jerry knew she was thinking about something. He knew her very well.

She lowered her hand and began rubbing it along his chest and played with his nipples. She began to laugh as she thought about something but didn't share her thoughts with him.

They were both naked and there was only the dim light on in the room but Jerry could defiantly see something in her eyes that scared him a little.

Tammies jumped out of bed giggling and opened one of her drawers and pulled an article of clothing out and held it behind her back and leaped back into the bed and playfully smiled at Jerry holding the object behind her back.

"What's wrong? Why are you laughing and what do you have behind your back?"

"I got something I want you to try on for me. Close your eyes and let me put it on you."

I closed my eyes and waited for Tammy to put whatever she was holding on me. She was giggling as she lifted my feet, one at a time and I felt her pulling underpants up my legs so I lifted my rear off the bed so she could pull them up.

They were very tight and she playfully snapped the elastic and said, "OK. Open your eyes now."

I looked down to see what she had put on me, and was shocked and hurt when I saw that she had slipped a pink pair of panties on me. I immediately thought she was making a joke out of what happened but quickly defended her action.

"Jerry. I thought this would make you happy knowing that I'm willing to accept your cross-dressing activities. I just wanted you to feel comfortable doing it around me. There isn't any reason why you have to hide your secret from me. I love you and accept you the way you are."

I felt uncomfortable laying in bed with a dainty pair of women's pink panties on me. I looked down and saw that they were very tiny and well below my navel.

"Jerry. Why don't you stand up and go look in the mirror and see how they look on you?"

I was very hesitant about getting out of bed wearing something like this in front of my wife but she seemed to be interested so I got out of bed and looked at myself in the full length mirror.

Tammy got out of the bed behind me and adjusted the elastic around my hips and gave my ass a gentle squeeze than slapped it.

"Do you know that you can fit into my panties? We're almost the same size except up here?"

Tammy was pointing at her large tits as she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a black bra's from the drawer. She walked over and started to put the thing on me as I tried to resist her.

"Jerry. Don't be ashamed, we'll try it on you and see how it looks."

I allowed my wife to put the bra around my chest and waited patently as she snapped the hooks in the back. She helped me slip the shoulder straps in place and ran over to her dresser again and got a couple pairs of socks and stuffed them inside the cups of the bra.

Tammy was really getting into this as she stood back looking at me wearing the panties and bra. She walked back to the dresser and got out her tape measure and measured my hips and waist and than stood back giggling.

"Do you know that we have the same size hips? My waist is four inches smaller than yours and without the padding in the bra, we're no comparison."

Tammy was getting more out of this little dress-up game than I was as I watched her walk around me checking me out. Tammy ran to the closet and she came out laughing like a little girl with a pair of heels in her hands.

"Jerry. Give these a try and see how they fit you. You have small feet and we might get lucky."

I couldn't believe what my wife was doing as she gave me the black heels. I sat down on the edge of the bed and tried slipping one on. It was tight but I was able to twist the show enough until it slipped on my foot.

Tammy helped me tie the buckle and I slipped on the other heel and waited until she snapped that shoe. I stood up and tried to walk over to the mirror to see how I looked. The heels made me look much taller, they we spiked and opened toes and I loved seeing Tammy wearing them.

She had me turn in front of the mirror to see how good my legs looked wearing the heels. She tugged on the panties until she slipped them down my legs and rushed to the drawer and pulled out a black pair and helped me slip into them.

She was really getting into this and I was beginning to get as excited as she was and she knew it. I had never felt so excited in all the years I had been dressing up.

Tammy walked into the closet and brought out a black dress she hadn't wore in a couple years. She wanted me to try it on so she helped me get into it. It was made out of a satin material and clung to my body.

I never really realized how much that my body size resembled Tammy's as far as my hips and my weight. I got pushed around when I was a kid because I was built so small. Even my arms and hands were dainty and I didn't have big shoulders like most men.

Tammy had picked out this dress because it didn't show very much cleavage and since I wore a bra that was stuffed with socks, you really couldn't tell the difference. My wife had another surprise for me when she kneeled down and took out a box from under the bed. Tammy opened the small cardboard box and took out a blonde wig. It was the wig I had bought a couple years ago and the exact wig that she caught me wearing that dreadful day six weeks ago.

I had thought she had tossed it out in the garbage long ago but here she was smiling and getting ready to put it on my head. I helped her adjust the wig on my head and she picked up her comb and started to comb the hair.

It was long and the hair came down past my shoulders, Tammy fluffed it out and had me walk in front of the full length mirror. She seemed more thrilled with the way I looked than I was and gave me a little kiss on my chin and held her arm around my waist.

Tammy was moving her hand down to my ass and began rubbing her hand across the material of the dress. She gave me a very passionate kiss on my lips as we embraced.

I had never felt so relieved in my whole life, here I was standing next to my wife all dressed up and I felt good. So many years of hiding my secret from everyone and now my wife was helping me. I just couldn't believe my luck.

We talked about having me put on lipstick and other makeup but it was getting late so I started to take off the dress and Tammy stopped me. She gave me another kiss and a hug and smiled at me.

"I never had sex with another woman before."

I was so surprised to hear my wife say that to me but we got in bed with me still dressed and she straddled my face while I licked her pussy. She had a ver intense orgasm a few minutes later and after that she moved down and slipped off my panties and pulled the dress up around my waist and mounted herself on my cock.

We screwed so intensely for the next hour that I thought I was going to cry. My wife had made me so happy and she really seemed very pleased and excited herself. Tammy told me just before we went to sleep that night that she fantasized about doing it with another woman for years and I finally made her dream come true.

I thought about what she said as I fell asleep and realized that I was fulfilling her fantasy as well as my own.

I woke up late the next morning, it was Saturday so I really didn't have anything to do that day. Tammy was already up and I saw the clothes I had been wearing the night before laid out on the chair.

So it wasn't a dream after all, I felt so relieved knowing that I wasn't dreaming last night. I got up and used the bathroom and put on my robe and walked out to the kitchen to see if Tammy had made the coffee.

Tammy had made the coffee and I poured a cup and walked toward the front room. I could hear Tammy talking on the cell phone and could barely hear but wondered whom she was talking to so early in the morning.

A tip toed a little closer so I could hear Tammy and leaned against the wall near the hallway.

"Yeah . . . He did . . . No . . . Even the heels . . . I think I will . . . Do you think so? ..........Well you know he would problebly like that to . . . Yeah . . . Maybe I should . . . I'll give it some thought and I'll call you later . . . OK . . . Yeah . . . Bye . . . "

Tammy was walking in my direction and I pretended to just be walking into the room.

"Oh . . . Good morning sleepy head . . . How is my little girl doing this morning?"

I smiled at Tammy as she kissed my lips, I had many thoughts going through my head at that moment. She was actually joking around and calling me her little girl this morning. What I really wanted to know was whom she was speaking to on the phone and why was she sharing what we had done last night together with another person.

I had thought that we would keep this our little secret but I was wrong.

"Huh . . . Honey . . . Did I hear you talking to someone out here?"

"Oh . . . I was just talking to a client that wanted to see a house tomorrow."

I was feeling a little confused because I had heard Tammy talking about heels and I was sure she was referring about me. It was too early in the morning to get in an argument about something I really wasn't sure about and we had such a good time last night that I didn't want to ruin it now.

Tammy and I stopped by the office later that morning, things were slow so we returned home with nothing really planned. I was sitting on the sofa when my wife walked out of the bedroom completely naked and sat on my lap and kissed me on the lips.

"Why don't you get naked and we'll take a bath together?"

I smiled and kissed her and took her hand and followed her into the bedroom. I got my clothes off in a hurry and went into the bathroom where Tammy was waiting for me I was surprised to see her standing next to the sink with the stuff she uses to wax her legs.

"Honey. I thought we should get rid of that hair on your legs, you'll feel so much smoother when we make love and you'll be able to wear stockings or shorts."

I went along with it and found it very erotic and exciting. Here I was having my wife removing all of my hair on my legs so I'd be smooth as a baby.

Tammy even used her shaver on my face doing the delicate task of shaving me and using her hair remover in a few spots. She always laughed about my hair anyway. I was never able to grow much facial hair to begin with and we joked about it many times.

We took a bath together when we were finished removing all of my hair. Tammy sprinkled her bath oil in the water and both of us came out of the tub smelling nice and sweet.

Tammy had a bunch of idea's in her head and wanted to go out shopping for fake nails and new clothes that I could wear instead of wearing her stuff.

We even picked up a bunch of makeup and new high heel shoes that afternoon. I was actually a little overwhelmed by my wife's eagerness to help me dress so well.

We were so tired from all the shopping that afternoon that we just laid around the house that evening when Tammy got the idea of having me dress up the following day and we would go out and have lunch together.

She wanted to do the works on me and have me go out with her as a woman. I'd only fooled around at the house in the past and I told her I was too nervous to even try but she insisted and reassured me that she could do such a good job on me that nobody would ever know the difference.

Tammy spent two hours getting me ready that Sunday morning and when she was finished, I was a work of art! We both wore floral dresses and I had a pair of red high heels and a matching purse.

I let Tammy drive and ducked when we were backing out of the driveway on our way out. We drove to a large restaurant way on the other side of town and I was nervous going in because the place was full of people.

Tammy encouraged me and I felt more relaxed and we ordered lunch, I practiced speaking and gave the waitress my order without her even noticing anything strange. Tammy said I looked perfect and nobody would ever be able to notice and she was right.

We drove back home and when the garage door came down once we were inside the garage, I felt so relieved that we actually got away with it.

Chapter 2

During the next few weeks, Tammy and I played around the house with my new clothes and she showed me how to apply makeup and do my hair and we went out to lunch every weekend for lunch.

My only concern was that Tammy spoke to her friend on the phone every evening and I know she was giving that person a blow by blow description of what we were doing.

Tammy and I were getting ready for bed one evening and I could tell she had something on her mind to say and she surprised me just before I turned out the light by asking me a question.

"Jerry . . . Have you ever thought about doing it with another man? I thought . . . Since you like to dress up like a woman . . . You don't have to be afraid to tell me the truth . . . "

Tammy's question did catch me off guard and I looked over at her and said. "Tammy. I'm not gay if that's what you are getting at."

"Honey...I know your not gay....I was just wondering if you ever fantasized about being with another man and pretending you are doing everything a woman would do for a man."

I didn't know how to answer her question because I think I may have fantasized about it several times but how could I tell her it was only a fantasy and not something I really wanted to do.

I gave Tammy a kiss and put my hand on the back of her head, "It's only been a fantasy but I'm not interested in doing it."

We went to sleep soon after I answered Tammy, but I wondered if she was wondering if I had gay tendencies and really wanted to go there.

Several weeks had passed and I was getting really good at applying makeup and I bought another wig to wear with my ensemble. It has long red hair and matched Tammy's in color and length.

Tammy bought me breast forms through the mail and with the red hair and the breast forms, we could pass for sisters.

We were going out three or four times a week now, hitting clubs and restaurants and my wardrobe began to grow as well. It began to get more common for me to stay dressed in drag than being a man.

Since we worked together in real estate as a team, I decided to work mostly from our office at home while Tammy met the public, shaking hands and kissing babies. Our little setup seemed to be working fairly well and I would show myself at the office for our monthly meetings.

Lucky for us that our house set back off the street and our neighbors were several hundred feet away, so I was able to dress as a woman almost twenty-four hours a day.

Tammy actually enjoyed me staying home because I did all the house cleaning and cooking. One afternoon, Tammy walked in the door very excited and I thought she had won the lottery or something.

Once she calmed down, we sat on the sofa holding hands. "Oh Jerry. You'll never guess what had happen today."

She was smiling and so happy that I knew it was something really big. "Tell me. What happened?"

"Do you know that property along the coast? The one they were asking thirty million dollars?"

I smiled, "Yes. The one everyone has been trying to sell for the past two years?"

"Yes . . . I sold it this afternoon . . . Well . . . I got him to sign the contract at lunch to buy it . . . He is a developer and they are going to build a bunch of condo's there."

I gave Tammy a big hug and we kissed smearing each other's lipstick and just laughed. I was so excited for my wife. We wiped each other's face and hugged.

I was very excited for Tammy, there would be a huge commission along with a bonus the seller was offering and I opened a bottle of wine that evening while we ate dinner and celebrated.

We made a toast, and that's when I noticed that Tammy wasn't wearing her wedding and engagement ring. I was a little concerned because Tammy never took them off since we were married.

"Tammy. Where are your rings? Why aren't you wearing them?"

Tammy put her wine glass on the table. The expression on her face showed guilt as she starred down at the table.

Tammy starred at the table with her lips parted and I knew she was trying to figure out what to say to me.

"Honey. I...Uh . . . Wanted to get this contract signed . . . So . . . I met Mark for lunch . . . And . . . Ah . . . Well. Uh . . . Jean thought it would be a good idea if I had lunch with Mark . . . An uh . . . Maybe I could give him the idea that . . . I was single . . . Flirt with him A little . . . "

My heart sank at that moment and I leaned back in the chair. I was upset and got up and walked into the bedroom. I was very hurt and didn't know what to say to Tammy.

Tammy walked up behind me and put her arms around my waist. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I wanted Mark to sign that contract so I did something that I shouldn't have today."

Nothing else was said and Tammy walked out of the room leaving me alone. I knew that Jean had been giving my wife her advice. She was Tammy's best friend and single herself and I couldn't even begin to imagine what she had been telling my wife to do.

Later that evening, we were preparing for bed and we hadn't talked to each other all evening. I was reluctant to remain angry at my wife and gave her a gentle kiss on her neck.

Tammy turned and we hugged each other and she began crying on my shoulder. I allowed her to cry and get it out of her system.

"I shouldn't have listened to Jean. . . . She's helped me with so much these past few weeks and I thought I was doing the right thing . . . I should have known better . . . I didn't listen to her about the hormone's and I shouldn't have taken her advice on this . . . "

"You mentioned hormone's? .....What are you talking about?"

Tammy wiped her eyes and walked over to the dresser and opened the bottom drawer and put several large pill bottles on top of the dresser.

"Jean had a friend who work's at a pharmacy and he can get these hormone pills without a prescription. Jean had suggested that you may want to start on them since you enjoy dressing so much. I was reluctant to give them to you and just brought them home and put them away."

I picked each bottle up off the dresser and read the labels. There were sixteen bottles and most of them were doubled or triple of the exact medicine. I would have to do a little research to know what they did.

I was so angry that I separated the bottles and took one of each different pills in my hand and shoved them into my mouth and swallowed.

"Honey . . . No . . . Those will change your body . . . "

I was angry and walked into the bathroom and got a glass of water. I didn't say anything to Tammy as I opened the same bottles and took out one more pill out of each bottle and swallowed those as well.

Tammy screamed . . . "Honey . . . No . . . Stop it . . . Now . . . "

"There . . . You can tell Jean that I started to take the hormone's . . . What else does she want you to do? ....Tell me? ....What else? .......Divorce me? ....."

I walked out of the bedroom and slammed the door shut and slept in our guest suite that night. I laid in the bed wondering exactly what those pills would do to me.

The next morning I got up and went back to our bedroom. I could hear the water running in the shower and notice the bottles of pills were gone from the top of the dresser. I opened the drawer where Tammy had got them last night and they were still there.

I closed the drawer and heard the water stop in the bathroom and walked in and saw Tammy drying herself off with a towel. I took hold of the towel and helped her, she immediately put her arms around me and gave me a kiss.

"I'm so sorry . . . I love you so much and I just wanted to make you happy . . . I'll call and tell Mark that I'm married and cancel the date with him this morning."

I looked at Tammy wondering what she meant by a date?

"Did you mean that you have to see him again to sign more documents?"

"Jerry . . . Listen to me . . . Mark asked me to go out with him next Friday night to a club . . . I did accept his offer but told him I wouldn't go unless I could bring my sister."

"I guess that I'm the sister your talking about, isn't it?"

"Yeah....But....I'm going to call him and tell him I have to cancel."

"No . . . I'll go with you . . . Any way, it's not a problem at all . . . You want to seal this deal than I'll help you . . . You can call him and confirm your date with him . . . "

Although I was still angry, I didn't want Tammy to screw up this deal. I knew it was a lot of money and would enhance her carrier but I was still angry about how much she was listening to this woman, Jean.

Tammy dressed for work while I took my shower and when I finished, she was ready to leave and kissed me on her way out.

I dried myself and stood thinking about the hormone pills in the drawer and kneeled down and took out two of each of the pills and walked back into the bathroom and swallowed them with water.

If this is what her friend, Jean wanted than I'll take them. I actually took a double dose of them each morning. Tammy never even bothered checking them, I guess she assumed I was angry that night and hadn't taken any more.

It was the first time in our marriage that we hadn't communicated. We just went through the motions each day until that Friday morning.

I'd been taking a double dose of the hormone pills for eight days straight and they were making me feel warm at times.

That morning, Tammy became very affectionate just like she had done when she began helping me dress. She laid out a conservative black dress for me to wear that night. She was so afraid that Mark would find out I was a man and didn't want me to expose too much skin.

She helped me plucking my facial hair and waxing my legs and had me practice talking. She was very concerned and worried about having me be convincible as a woman in front of this man.

Tammy had chosen a black dress as well but it was much shorter than mine and exposed her cleavage.

Once we got dressed and applied our makeup, I took a second look at Tammy who looked very hot and inviting. I just hoped that she wasn't going too far with this man.

It was dark when we left the house and I decided to drive us to the club and when I pulled into the large parking lot, my heart was beating so fast that I could feel my heart thumping inside my tight bra.

I was wearing the rubber breast forms and could still feel each heart beat when I put my hand against the fake nipple area.

Mark had told Tammy that he would be waiting and holding a booth for us. We got a lot of stares from the men when we walked past the front door. There wasn't any doubt in my mind that we looked like we could have been sisters.

We entered the large club and people were out on the dance floor, I followed Tammy as she looked around for this guy, Mark. I assumed he would have blonde hair, handsome, tall, the whole package.

"There he is, back in the far corner."

Tammy pointed way toward the rear of the club. I couldn't see whom she was pointing at so I just followed her around the dance floor toward the back of the club.

We walked near the last booth and I saw a man sliding out of the booth getting ready to great Tammy. My eyes expanded in size as I saw a tall muscular black man smiling at Tammy.

The man greeted Tammy with a kiss on the cheek and hugged her while staring back at me.

"This must be the sister you were telling me about."

Tammy turned and smiled at me as she held Mark's hand. "Mark. I want you to meet my sister, Jenny." We never discussed a name for me other than Jerry, and gave my wife a quick glance before extending my hand out to Mark.

Mark kissed my hand. It was the first time having any contact like this with a man and I felt very strange. My other thought was that I had done such a wonderful job that he actually thought I was Tammy's sister.

Mark motioned for me to slide into the large booth which circled around and was only lit with a flickering candle. Tammy scooted in next to me and Mark sat next to her. Mark ordered us drinks and I sat listening to Tammy and Mark talking about the huge plan he had for the land he was purchasing.

Two more drinks later, they were still chatting away and I didn't mind so much. It was all business talk and the music kept my mind occupied while they talked.

I was a little surprised when Mark asked my wife to dance and she turned to look back at me as she was sliding out of the booth and smiled.

"I'll be back in a few!"

I returned the smile as Mark took her hand and lead Tammy out to the dance floor. They were playing a tango and Tammy is very good at dancing to those. I sat sipping my drink and keeping an eye on them on the dance floor.

Another tango was played and they remained out on the floor. Tammy was laughing and I knew she was having fun dancing with Mark. The next song was a slow dance and I had assumed Tammy would be walking back by now.

I looked around the dance floor, stretching my neck to see them but couldn't. The lights had been lowered when that song began to play which made it difficult seeing them.

The song ended and the lights were turned back up, but by that time I saw Mark bringing Tammy back toward our booth. He was holding her hand but let go so she could slid back into the booth.

Tammy smiled at me. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine."

Mark ordered us another drink and when he turned his face toward Tammy, I could see a tiny speck of Tammy's lipstick on his lower lip.

My heart sank as I thought about Tammy kissing Mark, maybe it was a friendly sort of kiss so I figured I wouldn't worry about it so much. But I did try to analyze it to some degree. I remembered Mark kissing her on the cheek when we arrived so it couldn't have got on his lip at that time.

Mark asked Tammy to dance with him again and she smiled at me as he lead her back out on the dance floor.

A few seconds later, a man asked me to dance and I was stunned and before I could say no, he was holding his hand out to help me out of the booth. My concern was what Tammy would think when she returned back to the booth with Mark and saw me dancing with another man.

I danced one song with the man and they played a slow song next so I thanked him before walking toward the restrooms. I had to pee very badly and when I got to the restrooms, I almost mistakenly walked into the men's room.

I felt strange going pee in the women's room, there was other woman walking in and I just smiled. It did give me a chance to check my makeup and after a few minutes I walked back out to our booth.

I saw Mark and Tammy sitting in the booth and when I slid in, I saw that Mark had his arm around my wife. He was sitting right next to her and they had been talking about something and quit once I got in my seat.

Mark smiled at me. "I saw someone dancing with you a few minutes ago."

Oh God...They knew I was dancing with someone...What was my wife thinking about me at that moment.

I just smiled at Mark and took a sip of my drink. Tammy put her hand on my leg, just above my knee and I smiled at her.

"Jenny. It's all right if you want to dance with a few of the guys here. I don't want you to feel left out on anything."

I returned the smile but it wasn't more than a couple seconds that Tammy had gave me permission to dance, that a man walked up to our booth and asked me to dance with him. I looked over at Tammy and hoped she would help me out but all she said was.

"Go ahead. Have some fun."

I got out on the dance floor with this guy and tried to stay near the table so I could see Tammy but it was so crowded that we kept getting pushed further away. They played a slow song next and I was going to quit but the guy asked me to dance with him again so I stayed and put my arms around his shoulders.

He was much taller than me so he blocked my view of the table but I finally got a peek and saw Mark and Tammy sitting very close together. He was talking to her and their faces were only inches apart.

I was close enough to see that Mark was seated in a way that I couldn't see either one of his hands. It appeared that he may have had one arm around my wife and maybe holding her other hand under the table.

I was asked to dance to another slow song so I decided to stay and kept my eye on Mark and my wife.

I was too upset to be concerned about dancing with this guy. He seemed nice but my mind was on my wife at the moment.

I could only see whenever I turned to my left or right. I couldn't see over the man's shoulders. He was just too tall.

I turned to the left and my hear sank as I saw Mark kissing Tammy on the lips. They weren't moving either. They were locked in a heated passionate kiss. His arm was around my wife and I couldn't see what he was doing with his other hand.

The song ended and I thanked the man for dancing with me and hurried back to the table to where Mark and my wife were sitting. Tammy was wiping off his face with a napkin. I knew she was removing her lipstick off his face but she quickly put the napkin in her purse and smiled at me.

"Did you enjoy dancing with that man? He seemed really nice, I thought you wouldn't be back for a while."

"My legs were getting tired out there. I'm not used to these heels yet."

Tammy turned back toward Mark and smiled at him. His arm was around her waist and she had scooted herself very close to him. I inched into the booth a couple more inches and noticed Mark was resting his other hand on Tammy's thigh.

We all had been drinking and I guess neither of them were concerned about me. Mark really didn't have any concern because as far as he knew, I was Tammy's sister.

I sat hoping that Mark would move his hand away from Tammy's thigh and he did so but only long enough to take a sip of his drink and he put his hand right back where it was except he began massaging Tammy's thigh this time as he starred into her eyes.

I moved even further into the center of the booth and didn't realize until that moment that Tammy's hand was resting on Mark's thigh and her fingers were near his crotch. I sat listening to Mark as he whispered to Tammy.

"Remember what I told you. You have my number if something comes up and you change your mind. I really wish you would consider my offer. I really don't think your sister would mind driving home by herself."

"Oh . . . Mark . . . It's getting very late and I have a lot to do in the morning . . . I wouldn't let Jenny drive home alone . . . Maybe I'll take you up on your offer in the near future . . . I'll give you a call in a couple days."

What was I hearing them talking about . . . Was Mark asking my wife to go back to his place tonight?

Tammy turned toward me. "Jenny. I guess we better get home before we get too drunk to drive back."

We all got up out of the booth and walked to the parking lot. Mark walked us back to our car and held Tammy's hand all the way out. Tammy gave him a little peek on the lips and said good night to Mark.

He stood watching us until we got out of the parking lot. I was so relieved that the night was over.

We got home and I changed out of my dress while Tammy was in the bathroom. She walked out and got right into bed without saying a word. I walked into the bathroom. It felt weird going pee, standing up after using the lady's room at the club.

I got into bed and Tammy was all ready asleep. I had a few questions to ask her but I guess it would have to wait until morning.

The next morning, I could smell coffee brewing, Tammy had got up early. I still felt a little hung over after drinking last night. I walked out and poured a cup of coffee and looked around for Tammy.

She was out near the pool talking on the phone and I figured it was her friend Jean again. I stood in the house sipping my cup of coffee trying to listen to her conversation.

Tammy's back was toward me and she sat looking toward the pool.

"I know . . . Me too . . . I don't think Jenny was mad . . . Yeah . . . I'll have to let you know . . . Because . . . I had a really nice time . . . Mark . . . Stop it . . . I'll let you know . . . OK . . . I'd better get moving before Jenny wakes up . . . Yeah . . . Bye . . . "

Tammy hung up the phone and started walking into the house and saw me standing in the doorway.

"Good morning Jenny."

I was surprised that Tammy was still calling me Jenny.

"Good morning. Whom were you talking to on the phone?"

"That was Mark . . . He called to see if we made it home all right and hoped we had a nice time."

I took a sip of my coffee thinking what to ask Tammy about last night. I didn't know where to begin.

"I saw you kissing Mark last night when I was on the dance floor. Is something going on that I should know about?"

"You saw everything. I was only being nice to Mark . . . Besides. I thought you were enjoying yourself last night dancing with those guys. I didn't think you had time to notice what Mark and I were doing."

"I only danced with those guys because you insisted, you told me to go out on that floor and dance with that guy."

"Jenny . . . Come on now . . . You were waiting for my approval to dance with a man and don't say you weren't! ....You don't have to be ashamed about it . . . I saw you dancing in that man's arms and you looked like you were having a good time."

Tammy had it all wrong, how could I convince her I was telling the truth.

"Tammy. I had a good time but I thought we went out because you wanted to seal that deal with Mark?"

Tammy kissed my cheek and held onto my shoulders.

"Honey . . . It's all right . . . I want you to feel comfortable with it . . . I told you I loved you and I want you to be happy . . . Now go take a shower and put on that nice blouse and shorts I bought you and we'll go out and have a late breakfast."

I walked into the bedroom and slipped out of my nightie and got into the shower. I didn't understand Tammy, but I did know that her friend Jean must have told her that I must be gay and wanted to be with men.

I got dressed and did my makeup and put on the wig and looked in the bathroom mirror. I looked better as a woman than I ever did as a man. Maybe that's what Tammy saw in this guy, Mark.

Maybe she wanted to be with someone more masculine than me. Why was she helping me dress up so much and why did Tammy even bring home the supply of hormones? She could have told Jean I wouldn't be interested.

I opened the drawer and took out two of everything again and swallowed them down with my coffee. I don't know why, maybe because I was still angry at Tammy or maybe because this is what she really wanted for me to do.

This would be the ninth day that I took a double dose of those pills. Maybe I should tell her what I did. Would she get so upset that she'd take them away from me? Maybe she would only encourage me to continue taking them. What should I do?

Was I really hurting Tammy by taking them? I closed the drawer and walked out to find Tammy so we could leave.

I heard Tammy talking on the phone again.

"I don't know Jean . . . Yes . . . He danced with two men . . . I know you warned me . . . We'll have to talk about it . . . I don't know . . . Yes, Mark was really nice . . . Yes . . . I want to see him again . . . No . . . I'm waiting for Jenny . . . I don't know about the hormones . . . Yes . . . She knows . . . She's a little concerned about Mark . . . I know . . . It'll take time . . . Not now . . . Not that fast . . . Jean . . . Listen . . . We'll at the office on Monday . . . Bye."

I walked into the kitchen to pour another cup of coffee. I couldn't believe that my wife was referring to me as a "She."

My hands were shaking as I thought about things Tammy said. She mentioned the hormones, and wanting to see Mark again . . . What was I going to do? What if I just put an end to this right now and told Tammy I wanted to stop dressing and didn't want her to see Mark again?

Could I really do that? ....Could I stop dressing or was it in my blood too much to stop . . . I couldn't answer that right now but I didn't want her to see Mark again? How could I have my cake and eat it too?

Tammy and I went out for our late breakfast. It turned out to be lunch by the time we got there but we didn't mind. I wanted to ask Tammy a few questions but waited until we were through eating.

"Tammy. I heard you on the phone before we left the house this morning. Was it Mark?"

"That was Jean who called me. She wanted to know how our date with Mark went last night and I told her."

"Did you tell her anything about me?"

"Honey. I told her everything that went on last night and how you danced with a couple of guys. I also told her how you felt about dancing with a man knowing that I saw you."

Tammy was still stuck on the fact that she thought I wanted to be with men and I had to make her understand differently.

"Tammy. What makes you think I want to be with a man rather than you?"

"Honey. Jean is an expert on these things and had done research for me. She said that a few percentage of married men like to cross-dress and a good number of those men are either gay or bisexual. You're going to have to figure that one out for yourself."

"But . . . Tammy . . . I'm not interested in men . . . Can you understand/"

"Jenny . . . Listen to me . . . You had a nice time last night and I want you to admit it . . . You may have been a little jealous seeing Mark sitting next to me last night but deep down in your heart, you were having the time of your life dressed the way you were and having men think you were so pretty . . . Admit it just once."

I didn't know how to answer Tammy, I did get my thrills being dressed last night and I was getting a few looks from the guys.

"Look Tammy . . . Yes I got excited but I'm just not interested in seeing men . . . I love to dress-up and pretend with you."

"Jenny . . . You can't pretend anything if your gay . . . You have to search in your mind and figure it out . . . What makes you happy . . . "

I wasn't getting anywhere with Tammy. She wouldn't listen to any reason. It seemed as if Jean had my wife convinced that I was Gay or at least bisexual.

We left the restaurant and walked through town and I realized we were holding hands and getting stares from many people. If they only knew, I was a guy and not a woman. I really wanted to tell a few of them to get lost, but Tammy told me to ignore them.

Tammy pulled me in between two stores and kissed me. It was so funny having our lipstick smeared on each other that we laughed. I was so happy at that very moment I wanted it to last forever.

I wanted to ask Tammy about Mark. I didn't want to ruin the moment but I had to ask her how she felt. "Tammy. I want you to tell me how you feel about Mark. Are you interested in seeing him again?"

Tammy put her arms around my waist as she starred into my eyes. I knew she was going to say something serous, we had been married too long and I knew her very well.

"Jenny. Mark is a nice guy and he likes me . . . Don't forget the fact that he thinks I'm single too . . . He asked to see me again and I told him I'd think about it . . . I wouldn't have given it a second thought two days ago but I saw you dancing with those men at the club and you looked happy . . . Well, it made me feel left out . . . "

I couldn't understand what Tammy meant. There was no reason why she should feel left out. I loved her. I was also feeling angry inside again. Maybe the hormones I was taking were making me feel this way.

"What are you saying to me? You want to see him again, don't you? You want to go out with Mark again, don't you? That's just fine Tammy. You go out with him. I don't care. Is it because he is so huge? More muscular? What is it?"

"Jenny . . . That's enough . . . I don't need a lecture out here in public . . . Lets go home where we can talk."

We drove back home in silence, Tammy was angry at me because I wanted to know the truth about how she felt about this guy Mark. We got into the house and I began questioning her instantly.

"Tammy . . . I need to know what your going to do . . . "

"Honey . . . Why bring this up now? ....I don't think I need to decide this minute what I'm going to do . . . Why are you being so persistent with me? ..."

"Because you told me it made you feel left out and I don't understand."

Tammy began to cry. She was sniffling and holding her hands over her eyes."

I just stood waiting for a reply from her.

"How do you think I feel having a husband who loves to dress like a woman and runs around and dances with other men?"

"Tammy. If I recall . . . You are the person that was so anxious to have me dress like this and you encouraged me to dance with that man at the club. Why should you be so upset with me?"

"I just don't know right now . . . Please . . . I don't want to argue about it. Why can't we talk?"

Tammy wasn't interested in talking. I went into the bedroom and changed my clothes. I washed as much of the makeup off my face as I could and lay on the bed and fell asleep reading a book.

I woke up that evening and it was all ready dark. I had slept almost all afternoon. I looked to my side and saw Tammy laying next to me. She opened her eyes and we kissed.

She put her arm around me saying, "Honey. I love you very much and don't want to argue any more."

I kissed her again as I looked into her eyes. I was very happy with Tammy with me but I know it wasn't the end of our problems.

The next morning was Sunday and Tammy woke up first and gave me a hug and told me how sorry she was and didn't mean to hurt me. She also told me she wanted me to continue dressing, she wouldn't mind or through it in my face any more.

It was strange because I dreamed last night that Tammy was trying to tell me something. She was trying to tell me she had a fantasy of her own and I lay in bed trying to figure out what it might be.

She had been so accommodating to my cross dressing and I was so eager to comply that I completely over looked what she was trying to tell me. Tammy was at least in a way that she wouldn't hurt my feelings.

My hunch was that Tammy had a fantasy to make love with a black man! If I'm wrong and bring it up, it could mean the end of our marriage but what if I'm right?

Tammy gave me everything she thought I wanted, a wife that accepted my cross dressing, taking me out in public to pass, even mingling with real men to see how I would react with them. She could have brought the hormones home and found a way to show them to me without hurting my feelings. Oh man! She allowed me to make a decision.

I wondered if she was counting the hormone pills?

I had to find a way for Tammy to arrange a date with Mark. It had to be a way that she wouldn't feel as if she were committing adultery.

It was Sunday and Tammy had a house showing that afternoon and I offered to go with her since the couple were just relocating into town. We both felt comfortable about having me dress as Tammy's associate partner.

We both choose white blouses and grey pants and matching jackets. I slipped on a pair of black heels and we shared the bathroom mirror applying our makeup together. Tammy laughed and joked that we should have our picture taken in these suites for new business cards.

We could present ourselves as "sisters in real estate."

We drove out on the other side of town to meet the couple at the house. I decided I would make the first move about Mark.

"Tammy. I just wanted to mention that I had a nice time after all, Friday night and wanted to say that Mark was a really nice guy."

Tammy looked surprised that I had brought up Friday night again.

"Uh . . . Yeah . . . He is very nice. I thought you would like him."

"Tammy....I'm really sorry I got so upset with you about the date, I know you wanted me to be happy and I'm. I want you to be happy as well. I love you very much!"

She was driving but I was able to hold her right hand as she smiled and gave it a gentle squeeze. We were getting close to the house we were showing so I only had a couple minutes to present my next offer.

"Honey . . . I was thinking . . . I wouldn't see what would be so wrong with inviting Mark to the house for dinner one night?"

I was watching Tammy's reaction and she looked surprised but her facial reaction was telling me that this is what she was waiting to hear from me.

"Well . . . Yeah . . . That might be a good idea . . . I'm just a little taken by your offer of having Mark come to our house for dinner."

"I think it's a wonderful idea, and I'll do all the cooking and that will give you a chance to get better acquainted with him."

Tammy choked up when I mentioned the last sentence. Maybe I shouldn't have said it but it was out. Now I had to fix it.

"Tammy. It'll be really nice having Mark at the house. It's a great way for us to show our appreciation for his business."

I laughed. "Think of the huge bonus you are going to get at the closing."

We arrived at the house and showed the house and with both of us working as a team, we were able to sign the couple to an agreement for an offer.

We were driving toward the office so excited about calling in the offer that we both had forgotten that I was dressed in drag. We pulled into the driveway and because it was Sunday, there was only one agent on duty.

Tammy turned and looked toward me a little upset as she parked the car.

"That's Jean's new car."

Tammy could see the expression on my face that I wasn't too thrilled.

"Its ok, lets go in and present this offer."

Tammy walked into the office ahead of me and Jean greeted her by hugging Tammy.

"Tammy, I didn't expect to see you in here today, how is everything going at home? ....You know . . . With Jerry? .... Is he still mad at you?"

"Um.....Why don't you ask Jerry yourself."

Tammy turned back toward me and Jean was stunned and stood there with her mouth open starring at me in the woman's business suite.

"Oh my God . . . Jerry . . . Is that you? .......Oh my . . . Look at you . . . Oh . . . Tammy . . . Look how good he looks . . . "

Jean walked around me starring at my clothes checking me out from my head to my heels as she walked a circle around me.

"Jerry . . . I meant Jenny . . . Is that what I should call you? .....Your looking hot! ....I knew this would work out . . . "

Jean winked at me and I tried to smile back at her. I had mixed feelings about this woman. I walked over to Tammy's office, the one I shared with her before I started working from home. Jean was right behind me watching the way I walked in my heels.

"You know Jenny....I don't see why you don't come into the office and work like this, everyone here know's about you and we're all here to support you."

That's just what I wanted too here. The other agents are aware that I'm a cross dresser, a freak to them.

I didn't reply to Jean, Tammy was busy on the phone trying to contact the sellers when Jean pulled on my arm and motioned for me to follow her out of Tammy's office.

"Have you started taking the hormones yet?"

I turned my head to look in her eyes, finally shaking my head up and down.

"Good . . . I'll talk to Gary at the pharmacy and make sure you have a supply coming . . . You're going to see some changes occur soon! .....Have you told Tammy yet?"

I shook my head, "No."

Tammy walked out of her office to use the fax machine, while another phone rang and Jean padded me on the shoulder before hurrying over to answer it.

I felt relieved that I wasn't going to have to answer any more of Jean's questions. I assumed she was going to ask me about going out to the club and dancing with other guys next.

Tammy finished faxing the documents over and was ready to leave. We both waved at Jean who was still on the phone when we walked out the door.

We arrived home and changed our clothes, Tammy hugged me once we got naked and kissed me on the lips.

"Maybe I should call Mark and see if he would be interested in dinner?"

"Sure. Why don't we go swimming after you call him?"

Tammy smiled at me as she retrieved her cell phone from her purse. She started to dial his phone number while I got my new bikini out of the drawer.

She was waiting for an answer and I motioned to her that I was going into the bathroom to put it on.

I slipped on the bottom half of th suit and began to put the top half on. I noticed my nipples felt sensitive and slightly puffy. I thought about the effects of the hormones and it scared me.

I remembered what Jean had just told me, about how I was going to see some changes and she was right about that.

I could hear Tammy talking in the other room to Mark as I slipped the shoulder straps around my shoulders. Jenny walked in the bathroom and put her arm around my waist. She was still holding the cell phone to her ear.

"Jenny. How is next Saturday? Would that be all right?"

I leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

"Honey. It's your date, whatever you two agree on would be fine with me."

Tammy smiled at me and started to walk out of the bathroom.

"OK Mark . . . Saturday will be fine . . . Yes . . . I can't wait either . . . Me to . . . Give me a call this week . . . Yes . . . Just call me . . . OK . . . Bye . . . "

I hoped I was doing the right thing. Mark was coming over to our house for a date with my wife. I can't believe it's gone this far . . . What I'm I doing? ...Was this sick or insane? .....What was going to happen between Mark and my wife? .....Would he eat dinner and leave? ....Maybe stick around for a little chat and a kiss or two?

What if Mark wanted to take Tammy somewhere else? ....Maybe back to his place? .....I'd have to put a stop on it! ....Yes . . . I'd have to make the atmosphere so appealing that they would remain here so I could keep an eye on them.

I would have a whole week to prepare . . . Candles . . . Wine . . . Good food . . . Yes . . . I could do it . . . Let her have her fun . . . Just don't let things get out of hand . . .

Tammy joined me in the pool. She looked absolutely gorgeous with her flowing red hair and green eyes. The black bikini was such a lovely contrast to her pale white skin.

Tammy's bikini made me think about Mark for a moment, his dark skin against my wife's. What was the attraction for her? My first thought was that he was so much larger than I, his masculine broad shoulders, his huge arms, what about down there?

I always wondered myself about the old myth. Black men are hung! ....Would Mark be hung like a horse? .....Could this be the attraction for Tammy? ....Why I'm I thinking about this? .....It's not going to happen, or is it? .....It's only a dinner date . . . Right? ....

We played in the pool, splashing and chasing each other. Tammy seemed so happy and content, this afternoon and so was I. I wanted it to last forever.

Chapter 3

Tammy got a phone call about the offer she had presented and they accepted it without a counter offer and got so excited she was jumping in the living room as she held onto me. She had to leave early to get things going on the deal and kissed me on her way out the door.

About an hour after she left, I got a phone call and of all the people in the world who would call, it was Jean.

"Hi Jenny. I just called to tell you that Tammy is getting that deal finalized and she is so excited. Congratulations, your little wife is a hard worker!"

I knew Jean called for another reason. It wasn't like her to be so friendly about a simple real estate deal.

"Jenny. Did you take your hormones' yet today?"

"Uh . . . Yeah . . . Just a single dose right now . . . "

"Oh . . . That's so good because I talked to my friend down at the pharmacy and he is going to arrange to give me three more months supply. I'll get them over to you as soon as I get the time." Why was Jean being so pleasant and accommodating toward me all of a sudden?

"Oh . . . I spoke to a good friend of mine that does electrolysis and only lives about a block from your house. He said if you were interested, he could give you a good deal on treatments."

I took the phone number and name of the guy that Jean gave me and thanked her, but she wasn't finished yet.

"Jenny . . . I think it's so wonderful of you to allow Tammy to see other men . . . I'm so glad that you are able to be open about your situation with her . . . Mark is a wonderful man and will treat her like she is a little princess . . . Oh . . . I'm so glad that you're not prejudiced about Tammy seeing a black man, he is such a hunk! .....Don't you think so as well?"

"Ah . . . Yeah . . . He is . . . "

"I have to go, remember to call about the electrolysis. I'll talk to you soon."

I hung up the phone. What Jean had just said about my situation and allowing Tammy to see other men . . . What did this all mean? ......Maybe it was more than just a fantasy for Tammy . . . I must have this all wrong again . . . My God . . . What I'm I going to do?

My wife is interested in seeing other men . . . Because of me? .....What should I do? .....If I stopped now, Tammy wouldn't believe I was finished as a cross dresser. She'd problebly find a way to divorce me . . . A reason! ......I had to continue . . .

Jean . . . It had to be Jean . . . Tammy was being coached by Jean . . . Maybe hours of brainwashing . . . That's it . . . Not my fault . . . I'm a cross dresser . . . I'm not gay . . . Why did I agree with Jean about Mark? ....Yeah . . . He was built! .....Handsome . . . If I were a woman, he would excite me! .....

God . . . What was I thinking just now?

I hurried and completed my daily routine of housework. I thought about the phone number that Jean gave me. It would be nice not having to shave my face. I couldn't grow a beard if I tried! The best I could ever do was a little fuze on my face.

I dialed the number and a man answered and I introduced myself.

"Oh . . . Yes . . . Jenny . . . I was expecting your call . . . How wonderful . . . It's so exciting to help somebody new in the process of change! ......Jenny . . . Darling . . . Why don't you come in tomorrow morning . . . Say . . . Maybe ten. ish? ..........Well get you started and I'll be able to explain my procedure and give you an estimate on how many hours we will need."

"Ah . . . OK . . . Ten would be fine and I'll see you tomorrow . . . "

It couldn't hurt . . . If I wanted to continue cross dressing, removing unwanted facial hair would be a dream. I wouldn't have to shave anymore! ....Tammy wouldn't mind . . . She knew I couldn't grow much any how . . .

Tammy was exhausted when she got home that night, she had shown houses all day and had a closing late in the afternoon.

I didn't mention anything about my appointment in the morning. We ate dinner and relaxed out next to the pool and watched the sun set.

"Tammy....What are you going to wear on Friday for Mark?"

Tammy sat thinking for a moment.

"I saw this purple dress today when I walked by a shop downtown but didn't have time to go in. I might stop by in the morning and try it on. What are you going to wear?"

"Oh . . . It's not that important for me to get dressed up . . . I guess something simple . . . Maybe that black dress I bought last week."

That night, we fell asleep hugging each other with our legs tangled together. Tammy commented about how smooth I felt without hair on my legs and how she felt so close to me now. I was happy to and felt like crying.

As soon as Tammy left the house the next morning, I got ready and drove to my appointment and met this guy named Thom. He explained the process and I spent two hours for my first treatment. Thom explained to me that I was lucky and wouldn't have to have more than two hundred hours.

Thom worked on my chin area this morning and it was all red but Thom gave me a cream that would help and I made another appointment for Thursday.

Tammy got home late that evening carrying packages and I could see the name on the bag and knew she had bought new clothing and possibly the purple dress she told me about.

Later that evening, Tammy surprised me and walked out of the bedroom wearing her new dress and spun around in a circle.

"What do you think? ...Do you think Mark will like it?".

It was the purple dress was just radiant on Tammy. The contrast of her long red hair and the bright purple material was dynamite.

When Tammy had spun around, her upper thighs were revealed. The hem line of the dress was at various lengths and allowed just a tiny peek at Tammy's thighs when she stood still. Tammy's shoulders were bare except the tiny spaghetti straps and a daring plunging cleavage.

Tammy's breast's were so huge, they looked like they were ready to spill out from under the material. God . . . I wish mine were this big! .....

There I go again . . . Thinking about how I would look with large breasts . . . How I would fill out wearing a similar dress . . .

"Tammy . . . You're so beautiful wearing that dress . . . I think I'm going to have to keep an eye on you on Friday . . . Mark is going to love it . . . "

"Oh . . . Maybe it's too revealing . . . Should I wear something else . . . "

"Oh . . . No . . . I was only kidding . . . I think it's beautiful . . . I want you to wear it if you feel comfortable . . . "

"I bought something for you to wear Friday too . . . I'll show you . . . "

Tammy ran into the bedroom and returned holding similar purple dress which matched the color of Tammy's. The only difference was the shoulder area. Instead of having spaghetti straps, there was a lace material around the front. Tammy pointed out that I could wear my breast forms and it wouldn't be noticeable that they were fake.

"I got you purple heels that match it too...."

I tried the dress on and we fooled around for an hour or more deciding on our makeup. It was fun because it was just as if we were girlfriends sharing our thoughts and idea's about the way we looked.

It was a fabulous evening for both of us, we were having so much fun that evening that I neglected to mention the electrolysis treatments are started that morning.

I went in for my electrolysis treatment the next morning, I spent three hours with Thom that day because he had a cancelled appointment so I was able to stay an extra hour.

Thom's phone rang and I was surprised to see him handing me the phone. It was Jean, she wanted to meet me for lunch so she could give me the pills she had mentioned on Monday. I guess she had phoned Thom to see if I had started the treatments and knew I was there.

It seemed that nothing was kept secret with these people. They knew every move I made these days.

We met for lunch a few blocks from the office and Jean gave me the pills and we quickly ate. She had to get back for an appointment that afternoon.

Jean fumbled around in her purse and brought out a few small packets and looked around the restaurant and discreetly held out her hand for me to take them.

I glanced around making sure nobody saw us and looked to see what Jean had gave me but she quickly said, "No . . . Put them in your purse . . . quick . . . "

I immediately assumed she was giving me something illegal until she whispered to me holding her hand against her face so nobody could read her lips.

"Those are condoms . . . "

I thought . . . Why do I need these? ..... I just shrugged my shoulders and starred at Jean . . .

Jean leaned over the table and whispered . . . "I want you to place these on your bedroom dresser on Friday . . . You have to trust me . . . If Mark and Tammy decide to be intimate than she'll be prepared . . . She'll know that she has your approval if for any reason the night tends to lean in that direction . . . If you know what I mean?"

I didn't know who to react or to say to Jean, she was basically telling me that Tammy and Mark may want to screw on Friday and I should have everything prepared for Tammy.

Jean and I left the restaurant soon after leaving me drive home with that awful thought in my head. How could Jean plan all this out without some kind of remorse? ....Was it in fact true? ....Would Tammy be thankful that I thought about being prepared for that dreaded scenario? ...

What kind of husband would she think I was? .....Well . . . I guess I was wrong to think about it in that aspect wasn't I? ......What did I really want to happen? .....Maybe I was excited for Tammy as well as myself about Friday's date . . . I felt confused . . .

I was Tammy's husband and felt like her girlfriend as well . . . We talked like girlfriends and we were trying to act like girlfriends . . . Oh God . . . This was driving me insane . . .

Thursday morning rolled around, I drove to get my electrolysis treatment early that morning, Tammy had gone to another closing so I had plenty of time. Thom gave me another two hours of treatment and offered me a cup of coffee.

"You know, Jenny . . . I don't know if you have given any thought about doing the total transition but I know a great doctor whom I can refer you to in the future."

Wow . . . That was a new one! .....Transition? .......Never gave it a thought! ......God . . . I'm a cross dresser . . . No . . . Not interested . . . No way . . .

I sat listening to Thom talk about these success stories, he called them . . .

"Listen . . . Jean told me your wife is dating? ........You can't just sit at home and twiddle your thumbs . . . I know this guy that might be interested in you if you become available . . . "

"I.....Don't know . . . Right now . . . I have to think about it . . . "

Oh God . . . What did I have to think about? .......Another man? ....This is insane . . . I just can't think about that now . . . Now? .....When? ....

"Thom . . . Thank you for the advice, I better get going and I'll see you on Monday?"

"Oh . . . Yes . . . Darling . . . Have a really nice weekend . . . Oh . . . Try not to stay around the house too much . . . You need to get out and meet people."

I stopped by the grocery store and bought everything I needed for Friday . . . God, it was tomorrow . . . I even picked up scented candles to place around the house and on the dinner table.

I don't know what I was thinking, but I completely cleaned out our master bedroom of any sign of a man living there. When I had finished, the closet had been cleared of ever suit and shoes or shirts that I could find.

Everything got packed away and put in a spare room. I seldom wore anything manly anymore. It really wasn't that much of an inconvenience. I was tired when I finished and feel asleep on the sofa. I didn't even hear Tammy when she came home that evening.

Tammy woke me by giving me a kiss, she had already showered and only had a towel wrapped around herself. She had dried her hair and said she had cooked something for us to eat.

She leaned down to kiss me again letting the towel fall free and I put my hands on her lovely large breasts and massaged them with my fingers. She was so beautiful and I continued to move my fingers across the soft skin touching her nipples with my thumbs.

I had been gifted to be married to such a gorgeous woman and leaned up to give her another kiss.

Tammy laid her head down on my chest as I stroked her hair. How could I allow somebody that I loved so dearly and was so beautiful to see another man? I know Tammy loved me very much and I decided to ask her a question that had been on my mind since I allowed her to arrange the date with Mark.

"Tammy. I want you to know that I want you to be completely honest with me from now on. I love you very much and never want to lose you to anyone else."

Tammy raised her head and kissed me on the lips. "Honey. You're never going to lose me to anyone. I'll always be here for you and share everything with you. I love you very much too."

I felt reassurance . . . I knew Tammy loved me . . . Could her words only mean that I wouldn't lose her as a girlfriend or my wife? .....I wanted to ask her that question . . . I was afraid . . . She might tell me something I didn't want to hear . . .

"Let's go and eat something."

That was a long evening, I sat reading a book but my mind kept drifting off thinking about the next day. I was worried and excited, maybe leaning toward excitement. Happy for my wife but sad as well.

If Friday was only a day that would satisfy Tammy's fantasy than I was excited and aroused. If Friday meant that this was the beginning of a permanent relationship with Mark than I was sad.

Was it too late to stop? ......Did I want it to happen? .....Stop dressing? ......Could I? ....Had it gone too far? .....One fling is all it would be . . . Should I allow Tammy to experience another man . . . Someone much more masculine . . . Another race . . . So muscular! .....

How would I feel if I were Tammy? ......Would I like it? .....Want more? .....Fall in love? .....Oh God . . . What if she fell in love with this man . . . My heart is racing now . . .

Chapter 4

My eyes opened slightly and I could see the sun shining in the window. I looked over toward Tammy's side of the bed and she was already up. There was a note on the pillow.

"Had to leave early to drive to another office and show a house, will be home early. Love Tammy."

It was Friday . . . The big day . . . Mark would be here later tonight . . . My heart began racing already. I jumped out of bed, I had plenty to do and get ready for this evening.

I rushed around all morning getting the house clean and prepared for that evening. The doorbell rang around noon and I opened the door and a delivery man was standing outside with a big bouquet of flowers.

I took them from the man and brought them into the house. They were absolutely beautiful! There was a card-attached address to Tammy and a small envelope but I didn't dare open it. I decided to put them on the dinning room table on the far end of where they would sit.

I prepared some of the food and got it ready to cook, took my shower and started to straighten up our room and bath. I looked at the clock in the bedroom. It was after four and Tammy would be home soon.

I heard the car pull into the garage. It was Tammy. She was running late and rushed past me giving me a little peek on the cheek as she ran into the bedroom unbuttoning her blouse on the way.

I heard the shower water running before I even walked out of the bedroom. I began doing things in the kitchen and looked at my watch. It was after five now and I better get dressed. I had laid out my new dress on the spare bed, not wanting to get in the way of Tammy.

I knew she would be rushing to get ready so I changed in that room and applied my makeup and went back into the kitchen to get everything prepared.

I made sure the wine was chilling and ran out into the front room and lit the candles in that room and out near the pool as well. I ran back into the house and checked on the food.

Everything looked perfect! ...The table was set . . . Food was cooking . . . Candles were flickering . . . My wife was busy getting ready for her date.

It was six and Mark would be arriving any moment . . . The door bell rang and my heart almost stopped beating. I got a big lump in my throat as I turned to look in a mirror in the dinning room and fluffed my hair.

Tammy was still getting ready so I had the honors of greeting Mark at the door. I had to walk in heels all over again as I got closer to the door.

This was it.....I'd soon be letting a man into the house who was here to see my wife...... I put my had on the door knob.....I could feel my heart beating...I turned the handle and gave the door a quick tug.....

Mark was standing their smiling at me. He was dressed in a suit . . . Yes . . . I thought he was handsome . . .

Mark stepped inside and gave me a kiss on my cheek, he was holding a red rose and gave it to me . . . I was stunned and tried to smile . . . He smiled at me and I stood next to him stretching up to kiss him on the cheek and thanked him for the rose.

I escorted Mark into the living room and had him sit down to wait for Tammy while I put the rose in water.

I was startled when I walked out of the kitchen and ran into him in the dinning room. Mark was looking at the flowers he had delivered today and asked if Tammy had seen them.

"Tammy got home late this afternoon and ran into the shower to get ready and hasn't been out here yet."

I watched Mark lean over the table to smell the flowers . . . He was huge . . . His broad shoulders were so large . . . When he straightened himself up again, there was a shadow from his huge body covering the light.

Tammy walked out of the hallway....She was stunning.....Her dress looked so wonderful as she walked toward us. Mark was smiling and couldn't take his eyes off her.

She walked straight toward Mark and didn't stop until she placed her hands on his shoulders and arched up and kissed him on the lips.

Mark was so huge standing next to Tammy. Her breasts were spilling out of her dress and I could see him looking down at them.

Mark pointed at the flowers sitting on the table and Tammy walked over to smell them. Tammy saw the little envelope and took it off the flowers and read it. She walked back to Mark and gave him another kiss and finally noticed me standing their watching.

I smiled at nervously smiled at Tammy, "Why don't you take Mark into the living room and I'll pour you both a glass of wine?"

Tammy walked out into the living room with Mark while I poured the glasses of wine and checked on the food. I hurried out to the living room and gave them their wine.

"I have to get back to the kitchen and get dinner ready."

Neither of them blinked when I left. They were chatting away when I walked back to the kitchen. I had my work cut out for me in there, walking back from the oven to the refrigerator and back to the stove.

I looked at the clock when I started bringing the food into the dinning room. It was almost seven, Mark had been here for almost an hour now. It took me another twenty mintes to get the table ready than I walked out to the living room and got them. "Dinner is ready."

They were sitting next to each other on the sofa and smiled at me when I told them dinner was done. Mark gave me the empty wine glasses as they followed me into the dinning room. It was very romantic with the candle lit flickering.

I could smell Tammy's perfume as she sat at the table. I brought out the main coarse and they helped themselves while I poured them more wine.

I let them eat while I went and checked the living room candles and made sure everything was fine. I walked back into the kitchen while they finished eating. They sat and talked for another half hour after eating before they got up and walked back into the living room.

I poured them more wine and went out and served them, Mark and Tammy were still talking and hardly noticed me enter the room.

I finished cleaning the table off and loading the dish washer and put the remaining food away. I went back out into the living room and couldn't see them anywhere. My heart sank for a moment, than I saw them sitting at the little table near the pool and hurried into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of wine and took it out to them.

I refilled their glasses while they talked. Mark smiled at me this time and so did Tammy. I made my way back into the house and thought about the condoms Jean gave me.

I went into the bedroom and turned down the covers on the bed and lit the candles on either side. I walked to the dresser and pulled out my purse and took out the little packages of condoms

Where was I going to put these? .....I had a brilliant idea . . .

I walked into the closet and brought out a small folding wood table and put it next to the bed. I ran out into the kitchen and filled the ice bucket and got another bottle of wine and two glasses and ran back into the bedroom.

I put the wine bucket on the table and squeezed the bottle into the ice and placed the glasses next to the bucket with a little towel.

I put a wash cloth on the end table next to the candle by the bed with three of the little packets of condoms lined across the wash cloth. Was that a hint?

It was nine-thirty and I walked back into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of wine. I felt exhausted from cooking and cleaning and serving dinner.

It was almost ten so I took a bottle of wine and walked out to the pool and found them kissing as I walked close. They had moved to a love seat under the patio and didn't notice me when I walked out.

Mark had his hand on Tammy's thigh as they kissed. I could even see his tongue entering her mouth and it gave me chills watching another man kissing my wife. I poured the wine into their glasses and they stopped kissing once they heard the noise.

I smiled at Tammy as she turned to Mark saying, "I have to use the bathroom, I'll be right back."

Tammy got up and walked into the house as I smiled at Mark. He had loosened his tie and taken his suit jacket off at some point.

I don't know what made me say it but I did. Mark was sipping his wine as I got up enough nerve.

"Mark . . . Um . . . I took the liberty of putting a bottle of wine in an ice bucket in Tammy's bedroom . . . You'll find everything you need in there . . . "

"Oh . . . Fine . . . Thank you . . . You're a very sweat lady . . . Thank you very much . . . "

My God . . . What did I just say to Mark? ......How stud of me . . .

"Oh . . . Uh . . . Jenny? ...........Thank you very much. And . . . Oh . . . Maybe I'll see you in the morning?"

I smiled at Mark as I walked away and passed Tammy as she returned to sit with Mark.

"Jenny? ......"

I turned to see what Tammy wanted.

Tammy walked up to me and gave me a kiss, "Thank you for cooking dinner and doing everything else tonight . . . "

I hugged Tammy smelling her perfume and smiled at her one last time . . .

"Good night, Jenny"

"Good night . . . "

I guess this was my cue.....She wanted me to disappear....Wanted to be alone with Mark....My heart was beating....I could feel it as I walked away.....Leaving her with him.....

I walked out into the kitchen and poured a glass of wine and took the bottle with me and went into the spare bedroom. I lay on the bed thinking.....Wondering what they were doing.

The master suite was next to this room. Our beds were backed up to one another against the wall. I looked at the clock. It was eleven-thirty. I was going crazy alone in that room . . . I had to know . . .

I went out into the living room and looked out near the pool . . . They were gone . . . Where were they . . . I panicked . . . Where were they?

I could hear the ice swishing around the bucket in the bedroom . . . They were in there . . . The door was cracked open but I didn't dare take a peek . . . They would see me.

I went back into my room, poured another glass of wine and waited . . .

I just didn't know exactly what it was I was waiting for other than morning. I remembered the candles . . . The candles! ......I put down my glass and hurried into the dinning room and the candles were already out.

Mark walked out from the dark kitchen and startled me . . . "Oh . . . You scared me! ...."

"I'm sorry Jenny . . . I didn't mean to frighten you . . . "

He was standing in front of me naked except for a white thong which was bulging out from his dick. He was holding a handful of strawberry's in his hand.

God . . . This man was huge . . . His muscles were everywhere. His arms were so big that he resembled one of those weight lifters I'd seen on television.

Mark walked up to me and put his free hand around me and kissed me on the lips. I wasn't expecting it and he knew I was stunned.

"Jenny . . . I had to kiss you, you did such a wonderful job with dinner tonight that I wanted to thank you again."

His breath smelled from wine and he was drunk but trying to act like a gentleman toward me. I almost had a heart attack when he hugged me and I felt his hard dick rub against my thigh.

"Good night Jenny . . . "

I smiled as he walked out of sight back into the bedroom where Tammy was waiting for him. I still had a picture of his masculine body in my mind. He was well hung from what I could see and the size of his hands was unreal.

I wondered what he was going to do with the strawberry's?

I walked back toward my room and saw the door open to the master suite. I carefully walked by the open door not wanting to be seen. I tried to peek as I walked past and saw the light of the candles flickering.

I carefully walked backward and looked inside . . . I saw Tammy's purple dress laying on the floor along with Mark's clothes . . . I wanted to lean over but didn't want to get caught.

I continued walking toward my room and shut the door and took off my dress and shoes and slipped into my nightie. I climbed into bed and drank my wine for the next hour.

It was very quit until a few seconds ago . . . I could hear the bed in the next room . . . It was a continuous sound . . . Very steady . . . It had a beat . . . My heart was beating faster . . . I knew what it was . . . I had to look . . . Had to see it with my own eyes.

I walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway and stalled at the door of their room . . . I could hear them . . . Hear Tammy moaning . . . Skin slapping together . . . It was getting louder . . . Finally I looked . . .

I could see Mark . . . His legs and ass . . . Moving . . . There were Tammy's legs . . . Her feet were resting on his ass . . . Her arms holding his waist as he plunged repeatedly into her tiny body.

Oh God . . . Her breath was being taken away with each thrust . . . Begging him . . . She belonged to him! ....To Mark . . . What could I do . . . He was so huge . . . Massively . . . Strongly . . . A Hunk . . .

I kept listening . . . He grunted . . . It got louder . . . Much louder . . . She screamed to him . . . They were cuming . . . I could almost see it . . . Filling the condom with the seed of life . . . So close to Tammy's womb . . .

His body lay still . . . They were finished . . . I could hear them kissing . . . Endlessly . . . Glancing in the room . . . There were Tammy's arms . . . Wrapped around his neck . . . He was still inside her . . . Only the thin material of the condom between his life-giving sperm and Tammy's fertile womb . . .

I felt sick to my stomach . . . I had to leave . . . I walked back to my room and went into the bathroom and leaned over the toilet. I just felt sick, but nothing happened......

I could hear someone coming, this bathroom was connected to their room....Oh God.....The door opened.....Tammy!....

"Jenny. Are you all right?"

Tammy was naked and walking toward me. She had seen me leaning over the toilet.

"Jenny. What's wrong? Are you OK?"

I turned to face Tammy . . . Her breasts . . . Little red marks everywhere . . . What had Mark done to my wife? ......She looked used . . . Wore out . . . We hugged . . . Suddenly . . . The sound of air and liquid coming from between her legs . . . Like a fart . . .

I stood back and looked down . . . God . . . There it was . . . A huge glob of sperm running down her inner thigh making a wet trail to her knee . . . Until it broke free and hit the floor.

Tammy took some tissue from the sink and wiped off her legs . . . Looked at me embarrassed . . .

She hugged me again, taking me by the arm and walked me into my room. She began to tuck me in bed...

There he was . . . Mark . . . Standing in the doorway naked . . . He was huge . . . His dick was limp and I could only imagine its size when he was stiff.

He stood in the doorway as Tammy tucked me in, kissed me and said good night. Mark was still in the doorway, kissed Tammy and disappeared into the bathroom.

He was pissing now. I could hear the huge stream hitting the water. Compared to me, it was loud. God . . . Mark didn't use the condom's?

His sperm . . . His life-giving seed . . . Inside Tammy . . . My heart raced . . . African seed . . . There was Tammy standing in the bathroom now . . . Tammy was seated on the toilet . . . He was leaning over and kissing her, playing with her tits . . . Tammy wiped her bottom and they both walked away . . . The light went out.

It was done . . . Friday was over . . . Mark took her . . . Had sex with my wife . . . I allowed it to happen . . . I did nothing but pretend to be a woman . . .

Mark's seed was swimming inside Tammy, looking for her eggs. Maybe it happened, maybe they joined and made life . . . I put the condom's right on the night stand . . . Why?

There was that sound again. It was different this time. It had a beat, a tempo but much more harmony. Should I dare to get up and look?

Something inside me said I should. It was a big event . . . Something was happening that would change our lives forever. I had to be there . . . To see for myself . . . It was like the "Changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace."

I got out of bed only this time I slipped into a robe. I walked into the hallway and peeked inside. Tammy was riding him . . . I could see Mark entering her pussy . . . It was stretched . . . His cock was glistening with wetness . . . I could hear it . . . Wet sounds . . . He was holding her hips . . . Guiding her tiny body.

Tammy's hair was swaying, with each downward motion . . . Her tits swayed in perfect harmony with her hair. Oh God . . . Mark was rotating his hips . . . He held her steady with his firm hands.

Mark's hands moved . . . Tammy was leaning down . . . Kissing Mark . . . Tits pressed down flat on his chest . . . Black arms wrapped around her pale white body.

Mentally exhausted, I was tired and walked back to my room . . . I fell asleep hearing that sound . . . I dreamed of hearing that sound while I slept . . . Maybe it wasn't a dream.

Chapter 5

The sun was shining in my eyes as I woke. I looked around the room hoping it was a dream . . . Maybe. I dreamed about Friday . . . A cross dresser's fantasy? ....Maybe?

I was laying in the spare bedroom . . . Alone . . . There was silence . . . Not a sound in the whole house.

I had to use the bathroom. I got out of bed and covered myself with my robe. I sat down on the toilet . . . The way a woman would go.

The waste basket was next to the toilet. I could see the red packaging from the condoms. They had been opened. The condoms lay on the pile of used tissue . . . I picked one up, it was ripped to shreds. The other's were in the same condition.

I picked up one of the packets. I read the label. "Small."

My God . . . He had made an attempt but they were too small. Why had Jean given me, small condoms? Surly she knew he would be extremely huge.

I flushed the toilet and looked in the mirror. I had worn my wig all night. My makeup was smeared but would do until I got my coffee.

I hadn't noticed the other bedroom door wide open until that moment. Did I dare look? I couldn't hear anything. It must be safe.

I stood in the doorway and froze. Mark was laying on his back . . . Tammy was laying beside him with her feet toward the pillows. She was laying across his leg, her long red hair spilled across his thigh.

Her tits were pressed against his black skin. She was sucking him . . . The head was inside her mouth and she was slowly moving her head down.

Tammy's eyes opened . . . She starred right at me and froze . . . We exchanged glances for a few seconds than she continued without interruption.

Tammy's left hand rested in his pubic hair while the right hand massaged his balls. I continued to stare but she never looked my way again. She lovingly sucked Mark's cock.

Tammy continued giving pleasure to her man . . . It didn't matter that I was watching . . . Maybe she wanted me to learn . . . Showing me? . . . How to suck a man . . .

God . . . What if she invited me to join her? .....Maybe she would teach me her technic . . . How to please a man . . .

No way! . . . Mark was her man . . . Her lover . . . Wouldn't allow me to touch him! . . Not with me or anyone . . . It was very clear how she felt about him . . .

I'm I thinking about sharing Mark? ....I don't want to share Mark with my wife! .....I don't want a man! ....Why I'm I thinking this?

I walked away. I didn't want to watch Tammy suck her man. I didn't want to see her swallow his load? I wanted my coffee, yes, and I was more concerned about having my morning coffee than watching my wife having sex.

I waited for the coffee to brew, walked back to get my pills and took them with water. I had put little x's on the calender each day that I took them. Two, x's for the days I took a double dose. This was day number seventeen.

I went into the living room and sat down on the sofa drinking my coffee. There was the card that was attached to the flowers. I looked behind my back to make sure nobody was walking out of the bedroom.

I picked up the little card and opened it.

"Dear Tammy, You make me look forward to waking up each day and finding your sweat messages on my phone. I'm so happy to have found you. Sincerely. Yours. Mark."

I hurried and placed the card back into the small envelope and put it back on the table. My heart was beating faster again as I tried to remain calm.

What could I do? .....Was this just a ploy for Mark to screw Tammy? ....Was he falling in love with her? ....My wife? ....How did she feel about Mark? ......Obviously, she felt something if she were calling him every day and leaving messages on his phone.

I looked at the clock. It had been an hour since I left the room. How long were they going to take?

I was startled by a voice behind me. It was Mark! ....He was walking this way, Tammy was walking next to him.

"Jenny . . . I want to thank you for everything and especially such a wonderful dinner last night."

"Are you leaving so soon?"

"Yes . . . I have to fly out of town for a couple days but I'm sure I'll see you too when I return."

Mark leaned down and gave me a little kiss on the lips and walked to the front door with Tammy.

They embraced and kissed for over a minute, Mark's hands were all over her ass again. She was only wearing a tiny little nightie.

God! ....Didn't he get enough last night? ....This morning?

The front door shut . . . He was gone . . . Tammy stood facing the door for a few moments. I watched her turn around than looked my way. She smiled.

"Jenny. I'm going to get a cup of coffee in the kitchen. Do you want another cup?"

Tammy just called me, Jenny. She'd only done that when we were out and around people. I stood up and followed Tammy out to the kitchen. Tammy poured fresh coffee into my cup while sipping hers.

The tiny little nightie barely covered her tits. She smelled of sex and her breasts were covered with bit marks. She had a couple dark hickeys on her neck. I couldn't help but check her over.

We starred at each other as we drank our coffee. I don't think she knew what to say. One of us was going to have to make the first move.

It was Tammy. She walked over to me and hugged me. Kissed my chin and started to rub my skin where I had began the electrolysis treatment.

"Honey. Its still red. Is it sore?"

I was shocked! I hadn't said anything about starting the treatments . . . It must have been Jean!

"It's not so bad now but it was sore for a whole day. Felt like something was burning my skin."

Tammy kissed my cheek and started kissing the area where I had the treatments than put her arms around me and hugged me tight.

Tammy took my hand and walked me into the bedroom. She slipped of her nightie and opened my robe and slipped it off letting it fall to the floor. My nightie was next and she helped me slip it off over my head.

Tammy hugged me again and we kissed. She pushed me back until I was sitting on the bed and climbed into my lap and pushed me back.

She started to kiss me passionately as I hugged her tightly against my chest. Tammy's tits were pushing into my chest and I could feel her hard nipples against me. My hands were holding her ass while she squirmed above me.

My wife felt so good in my arms. I didn't care if she spent the night having sex with another man. She was mine right now and I loved her.

I was hard. I felt Tammy touching me . . . Stroking me . . . Kissing my neck. She got off me and had me move to the center of the bed. I could see the dry cum stains where they had sex on the sheet.

Tammy saw me looking . . . She was starring to see my expression . . . Like she was proud of her work and she wanted me to see it.

Tammy leaned over and kissed my chest . . . Sliding down until she kissed the head of my cock. She spread herself out on the bed . . . She was in the exact position I saw her with Mark . . . She began sucking me. Her mouth felt so good.

I massaged Tammy's legs . . . Moving my hand to her thigh feeling the soft skin. She was expertly working on me now. Lovingly . . . Carefully . . . I was in heaven.

I watched Tammy as she fondled my balls and felt her tongue pressing against the tip of my cock. She was so good at this . . . Mark must have enjoyed what she had done for him.

I was starring at Tammy's pussy mound. It was completely bald! ...She must have done it on Friday, before Mark arrived. She had done it for him . . . Her lover . . . Her boyfriend.

I gently lifted Tammy's leg and slipped my hand under her thigh and carefully touched her bare mound feeling the soft skin and teased the area around the lips. She must be sore . . . I didn't go any further . . . Only wanted to touch her . . . To feel it.

Tammy was working hard . . . I was ready to cum . . . I could feel it . . . My hips arched . . . Yes . . . I was there! I watched as Tammy swallowed. She was stroking me as she swallowed. Yes, Wanting to give me as much pleasure as she gave Mark.

Tammy moved herself in a circle until she was along the side of me. She kissed me . . . I could feel her tongue entering my mouth. I tasted it . . . I could actually taste it . . . It was a salty taste.

Our tongue's mingled furiously . . . passionately . . . I swallowed what she had pushed inside . . . I was swallowing my own cum.

She finished . . . She laid her head on my chest . . . Began massaging me . . . Playing with my nipples. Tammy looked up into my eyes....Smiled.

"Jenny . . . Do you know your going to start growing breasts soon?"

Oh my God! ....She knew! .......Jean must have told her I was taking the hormones.

"I guess I will soon."

Tammy kissed me again. She was massaging my limp cock and my balls. Her hand was so soft and she was gentle.

Tammy kept giving me little kisses around my neck and my chin. She straightened up for a second and looked into my eyes.

"Jenny . . . There is going to other changes coming too . . . In time, you may not be able to achieve an erection and you will start to shrink. It depends . . . It affects everyone differently."

I kept looking into Tammy's eyes. She was being serious but gave me the true facts. I think she wanted me to know and I believe she was telling me that it was my choice and she understood.

I smiled at Tammy, "I love you."

Tammy smiled when she heard me say it. "I love you too."

I felt too embarrassed to respond technically but I knew that Tammy loved me and she only wanted us both to be happy.

Tammy was tickling my tummy and began giggling. She raised her head and looked at me.

"Tammy . . . What's wrong?"

"Oh . . . It's nothing really . . . I was just thinking that your hips are going to change and your little butt isn't going to be so little much longer"

I smiled . . . Still too embarrassed to comment but she knew I was thinking. She was helping me to understand.

I looked into her eyes . . . I don't really know why I asked her this question but I did.

"Tammy . . . When you kissed me . . . Cum . . . You pushed it in my mouth . . . What did . . . Mark Taste like . . . Um . . . Compared to mine? ....Is it different?"

Tammy knew I really wanted to know and she relaxed on my chest and turned toward me . . . She hesitated a few seconds . . . I knew she was giving her answer some thought.

"Mark's cum was much thicker and tasted sweeter but it still had that salty taste. I think it depends on what a man has eaten lately that affects the taste."

I lay their looking very interested in knowing what my wife had to say.

"Mark is very huge . . . Um . . . I think you saw him? ...God . . . Jenny . . . When he was inside me . . . I could feel him touching every spot at once . . . I actually felt him cum inside me. I felt its warmth as it filled me."

"I saw the broken condoms in the waste basket in the bathroom. Did he try to put them on?"

Tammy laughed, "Jenny. Those were so small that they ripped when we tried to pull them over the head. Mark hadn't been with a woman in months and he was so excited and horny that we had a difficult time with them."

"Were you the first white woman?"

"Yes . . . He said I was much tighter than any black women he had ever been with. Jenny . . . If you could only feel what it's like, having a strong and powerful man like Mark inside you . . . Feeling his warmth and feeling him when he releases his cum inside you . . . Someday you'll know."

I swallowed hard . . . Tammy was watching me . . . Watching my reaction when she said it . . . I was too afraid to reply . . . I couldn't reply if I wanted to . . . It was never planned this way.

Tammy crawled up next to me and lay her head on the pillow. I put my arm around her head and she cuddled much closer.

"Tammy. When are you going to see Mark again?"

God . . . It wasn't a question of "if?" ....I was asking her when?

"Well. Mark returns this Thursday from his trip and he mentioned that he would miss me while he was gone....I was thinking of having him over that night....What do you think?"

I swallowed hard but calmly asked, "Thursday is fine . . . I bet you miss him already?"

"Ah . . . Yes I do . . . Mark is such a nice man and he likes you a lot! ....I'm so happy that you're not jealous of him . . . I meant . . . You shouldn't be jealous of him and I'm so happy."

I assumed Tammy was thinking that in my condition, I shouldn't have any reason to be jealous. I could sense that Tammy wanted to say something additional.

"Jenny . . . You don't know how happy you make me feel . . . We share everything together . . . I can't believe I'm sharing my experience with Mark with you. I'm not afraid to tell you anything!"

My fate was sealed . . . This was it . . . My days as a man and Tammy's husband was numbered! . . . Is this what I wanted? .....I have a beautiful wife! .....She had feelings for Mark . . . It wasn't just about Friday, this had to be going on for weeks! ....The cell phone messages!

It was strange. I didn't feel hurt and I wasn't mad. Yet, I never wanted to lose my wife.

"Tammy . . . I'm afraid . . . I never want to lose you."

Tammy kissed my cheek several times and held me tight. "You're never going to lose me."

I somewhat felt reassured but what did she mean by not losing her? Would we remain together, no matter what? ...Would we begin to live as sisters all the time? ...Would she change her mind and want a divorce?

"Jenny . . . You're going to become the sister I never had. You will always be near me and I'll always love you."

Tammy was right . . . She wasn't afraid to tell me anything . . . It's just what I feared . . . I could still change my mind . . . Stop everything before the hormones affected me.

We lay in bed and cuddled and fell asleep. It was Saturday and we both needed to get some rest. We showered together that afternoon and Tammy mentioned about letting my own hair grow out. She said it would take a long time but in a few weeks we could fix something that would look really cute on me.

We ate a quit meal at home and just relaxed and enjoyed our time together. I checked off another day on the calender.

Tammy and I spent the Sunday doing research on the internet about the different effects of the hormones I was taking. She printed out what she felt was important for us to know. She also cleaned out a shelf in the kitchen where I could keep everything and Tammy made a chart.

Tammy took notes of everything I had taken. She had a chart that had a time-line of changes. We would see take place over the coming weeks.

I never considered this but Tammy had plans to make an appointment with a doctor as soon as he could get me in. Jean had given her the name of someone who practices with transsexuals. As I thought in my case, men, who were just beginning.

God . . . That word . . . I didn't like it . . . Transsexual!

We were laying in bed that night, just laughing and discussing the office and other normal things a married couple would talk about.

Something was bothering me and I neglected to ask Tammy all weekend about it.

"Tammy. What if you were to get pregnant by Mark?"

"Honey, Don't worry. I started taking birth control pills two weeks ago."

That was a relief . . . Two weeks ago? .....This was planned for sometime! She was planning to have sex with Mark before I ever knew who Mark was!

"Jenny. You come first in my life right now and Mark understands. Mark told me that when he gets married someday, he was to have children . . . Gosh . . . I would like to have children someday."

Tammy was right . . . She mentioned it in the past . . . I couldn't help it . . . Low sperm count . . . Would she want children with Mark?

So much happened this weekend. So many changes would take place in our lives. We snuggled and fell asleep in each others arm's.

Chapter 6

I felt like a kid again when I got up Monday morning. Tammy brewed our coffee and lined up my pills that morning for me to take. I remembered my mother giving me vitamins before I went to school each morning.

I left for my electrolysis treatment soon after Tammy left for work. This was only going to be an hour treatment today and I wouldn't be going back for a week. Thom was waiting for me and we got started right away.

"Well . . . Jenny . . . How did the big weekend go? ....Did the little wife have her hot date with her new fellow?"

I tried to remember if I told him about the date. Must have been Jean again?

"Uh . . . It went as planned. It's not worth talking about."

Thom stopped his work for a second and padded me on the shoulder.

"Oh . . . I'm so sorry Jenny . . . Listen to me . . . I got just the thing to get you out of your misery . . . Let me finish and I'll show you what I'm talking about."

I sat trying to figure out what Thom was talking about. He was humming away while he worked and I just wanted to stuff cotton in my ears.

"OK . . . Jenny . . . We're done for the day . . . Remember that we don't have another appointment until next Monday. We have to allow this to heal, remember how I explained what to do for itching."

I was just about ready to walk out the door when Thom shouted out.

"Jenny . . . I have something I want to show you."

Thom took a bunch of pictures off his desk and walked next to me.

"Jenny. See this blonde guy here on the right next to yours truly?"

I nodded my head.

"His name is Rob . . . My dear Jenny . . . I told Rob all about you this weekend. He is aware that you are going through a lot right now and could use a friend to talk. He told me he would be interested in meeting you sometime."

I nodded my head again. "OK. I'll let you know."

I left Thom's office wondering where he got the idea I wanted to meet his friend. I had Tammy to talk to about everything. We could share everything. I wouldn't need a guy around for any reason.

Tammy called me on my cell phone that afternoon and told me she was able to get an anointment for me with a special doctor. She said it was tomorrow morning and she would go with me. I felt so much better knowing Tammy would accompany me to the doctor's office.

I was nervous, felt like butterflies in my stomach as we drove to see the doctor. She was a woman. Dr. Rice and she examined me. She checked everything a normal doctor would do on a routine exam

She also took my measurements, hip's, waist, and bust size and said she would keep a record and check me in six weeks again. She asked me if I had any signs of depression. She wanted to know about any mood swings I may have over the next few weeks.

When she finished with me, she asked to speak to Tammy alone in her office. I think that made me the most nervous.

I sat in the waiting room for thirty minutes. Tammy walked out and smiled. I asked Tammy what the doctor told her, she said the doctor wanted my wife to keep an eye on my vital signs and watch for any mood swings.

We were driving home and Tammy took an alternate route and pulled into a driveway of a house I had never seen before. I looked over at Tammy who was smiling.

"Honey. Does this have something to do with real estate?"

She was still smiling at me as she got out of the car.

"Come on in, I have a surprise for you." We walked up to the door and Tammy knocked. A blonde woman answered the door.

"Oh . . . Tammy . . . I've been waiting for you and to meet Jenny . . . This must be Jenny . . . It's very nice to meet you . . . "

We walked inside the door, I wondered what this was all about. The woman took my hand and smiled.

"Jenny. My name is Fran and Tammy brought you here to see what we can do with your hair."

I was a little surprised when Fran put her hands on my wig and wiggled it off my head. She walked around me, fluffing my hair with her hand.

"Yes . . . I think we can do something with this . . . Tammy. I think I can trim it nicely into a heart shape and cut it around here and here. We'll use the same color dye to match your hair . . . You'll look like sisters when we are through!"

Fran took us into a room she had for styling hair and began her work on me. She and Tammy sorted through a bunch of hair coloring trying to decide on the best match.

Fran colored my hair first while Tammy sat and watched. Once she was finished with the coloring, she began styling my hair. Tammy's cell phone rang and I saw her answer it.

"Oh . . . Hi Mark . . . Yeah . . . I didn't expect you to call . . . I miss you too . . . "

That's all I heard, Tammy got up and walked out of the room to finish speaking to Mark. Fran leaned down and smiled.

"Must be her boyfriend she told me about? You know how it is when you're apart from someone you love . . . "

I just smiled back at Fran. I was thinking about what she just said. I wondered how much she told Fran about Mark. She mentioned love?

I decided to do a little fishing

"Yes . . . It must be her boyfriend . . . Has Tammy told you about Mark?"

Fran was laughing and stopped cutting my hair.

"Yes . . . Tammy told me what a hunk he is . . . She told me how much she misses being away from him but he's always traveling . . . Tammy said something about you being a very close friend and you live together?"

"Uh . . . Yeah . . . We do live together."

"Well . . . Jenny . . . If this relationship with your friend is anything I think it is than she's going to want to go and live with him or she is going to want to be alone with him . . . Honey . . . If you ever need a place to stay, I have this adorable little one bedroom apartment you can rent."

It was too much for me to handle at the moment. I could never imagine my wife leaving me to live with another man. Would she?

Fran was almost done. Tammy was back in the room waiting and smiling. She was admiring the results of my hair style.

I saw Fran's reflection in the mirror, smiling back at Tammy. Tammy's concentration seemed to be split between what Fran was doing to my hair and playing with the buttons on her cell phone.

I was assuming that Tammy was leaving a text message on Mark's phone. Several minutes later, Fran was finished with me.

"Tammy. What do you think of your sister's new hair?"

Tammy reluctantly laid the cell phone on her lap and looked at me. When she finally concentrated on me and my hair for a moment, she seemed very surprised.

"Fran. You worked magic on Jenny. I'm so glad she won't have to wear that wig! . . . Fran, I have to go outside and make a phone call real fast. Thank yo so much . . . Jenny. I meet you out in the car!"

Tammy kissed Fran and touched my chin before walking outside. She was so anxious to leave that message to Mark that she couldn't stay focused on me.

"Uh . . . Fran . . . Has Tammy, mentioned to you the whole story about me or did she tell you I was her sister?"

"Oh . . . Well . . . Tammy did mention to me that you were her brother . . . It's none of my business and I do understand . . . She said you were, in the process of changing . . . Don't worry honey, that's why Tammy brought you here. I specialize in working on ladies who use to be little boys."

I smiled at Fran, paid her and gave her a nice tip. Fran gave me a hug.

"Good luck Jenny. I'll see you in a few weeks."

Tammy was waiting for me in the car. She said she really liked my hair but something was on her mind. We drove back home without speaking. Something was bothering Tammy but I didn't ask what.

It gave me time yo think. Tammy had told Fran I was her brother and not her husband. Was she too embarrassed to tell anyone the truth?

Now I knew why Fran mentioned having the apartment to me. She thought I was once Tammy's brother. I felt relieved . . . Should I feel relieved?

We got home, Tammy fixed coffee for us and we sat down. Tammy's cell phone rang.

"Hi Jean . . . Yes . . . Jenny's right next to me . . . OK . . . "

Tammy held the phone out and wondered why Jean wanted to talk to me. She got up and walked out of the room.

"Hi Jean."

"Jenny . . . I understand you got your hair styled today . . . Listen . . . I want to take you somewhere tonight . . . Tammy told me you weren't busy. How does seven sound to you?"

"Um . . . I guess it would be all right . . . Maybe I should ask Tammy."

"Oh. It's OK . . . Tammy said I could pick you up tonight and keep you for a while . . . "

I hung up the phone and got up to see where Tammy had gone. She was sitting out near the pool drinking her coffee. I gave her the cell phone.

"Jean wants me to go somewhere with her tonight. Did she tell you about it?"

I saw hesitation on her face and saw her choke up before getting enough courage to reply.

"Uh . . . Yeah . . . Honey . . . You go out and have a nice time with Jean tonight. I'm just going to stay home and read. I'll be up when you get home."

"Is something the matter?"

"Of coarse not . . . You go out with Jean tonight . . . I'm going to take a nice hot bath and read a book."

Jean picked me up on time. Tammy gave me a kiss on my way out the door. I could tell that something was still bothering her and looked back and saw the front door shut.

Jean was waiting for me in the car and seemed perky tonight as we drove out of the driveway. She loved my new hair style.

"Jenny. I'm going to take you to this really nice place for dinner. You're going to love it. It's very nice and I've been eating there myself for five years."

It was a nice restaurant and we had a nice dinner. We were sipping wine together and just making small talk. We left and I figured Jean was going to take me straight home but we pulled into her apartment complex.

"Jenny . . . I thought I'd bring you here so we could have a drink together and celebrate your new life!"

Jean poured us drinks and we sat together on her patio which was on the second floor and overlooked the pool. The sun was getting ready to set and Jean put her arm around me.

Jean was an attractive woman. She had long dark hair and well endowed, with long legs. I found her very attractive myself. I wondered why she wasn't married or had a steady boyfriend.

Something happened next that I didn't expect . . . Jean kissed me on the lips. It just wasn't one of those small friendly kisses. It was a long passionate kiss.

Our lipstick's smeared together and we both laughed but quickly kissed a second time which lasted even longer than the first kiss.

Jean stood up and reached out to take my hand. She walked me to her bedroom. I wasn't sure what she had on her mind until she started to unbutton her blouse.

"Jean . . . Maybe we shouldn't . . . Tammy will get angry."

"Nonsense . . . Tammy already is aware that we are friends . . . Besides . . . Don't you think now that she has Mark around that you should be able to enjoy yourself as well?"

Jean removed her blouse exposing a very large set of tits before my eyes. Tammy was well-endowed herself but Jean at least had her matched in breast size.

The skirt came next and I watched her unsnap it and allowed it to fall on the floor. She kicked off her heels and walked in front of me and gave me another long passionate kiss. She had slipped the zipper of my dress down and pulled it off my shoulders.

She reached around my waist and unclasped the bra, letting it hit the floor and pulled down my panties.

Jean took my hand and had me lay on the bed. She got up next to me and straddled my legs and leaned down and kissed me again.

"Jenny, girls have to have a little fun once in a while ourselves. Lay back and enjoy it."

I assumed that Tammy had known what Jean was taking me out tonight to do. That at least explained why she was so upset this afternoon.

"Jean . . . Tammy was upset today. You must have told her you were bringing me here tonight? Maybe I should leave and you can take me home."

"Please . . . I told Tammy what I was going to do, just relax and enjoy yourself. Don't worry about Tammy, we'll all get together and talk about this later."

Jean didn't say another word. She scooted down my legs .She put her mouth on my cock and started to suck me. I was hard but felt that Jean must have seen much larger men than me in her life.

Jean was beautiful. Nice legs, large breasts, a narrow waist. She had wide hips with a nice round butt. Everything just fit together so nicely. She was hot!

Jean lifted herself up and slid back up and guided herself onto my cock. She felt hot. I knew I wasn't the kind of stud that she would pick out of a line up but I didn't care, she felt so good at the moment.

It was a fact! I still enjoyed having sex with a woman. Why would I want to do the changes to my body that I already started? If I did, would I become a lesbian? Would I be bisexual?

I was fascinated looking at Mark, His size, the color, his muscles. Would that mean I had gay tendencies? Would I be considered normal for a man trying to impersonate a woman? Would this go any further? Would I change completely?

Jean was above me right now and I was trying to stay focused. She felt so soft and curvy, very much like my wife. Jean was rotating her body above me making her breasts sway with her movements.

I could feel as if I was going to cum at any moment. Jean was rubbing herself against my cock as hard as she could and surprised me with an orgasm. Jean's body tightened and I shot my load inside her.

I leaned up to kiss her breasts as she panted for air above me. Jean skipped off me and lay down next to me on the bed.

She lay there until she caught her breath and leaned up to kiss me.

"I just wanted to show you how much a woman can enjoy sex, even if she was born a man."

"I don't understand?"

Jean got out of bed and took a photo album out of the dresser and climbed back into bed with me. She opened the first page where she showed me pictures of a little boy. She flipped through the first few pages and I saw this little boy changing into a teenager.

The next group was the same little boy, only in his twenty's. Jean turned the page again and I saw pictures of her with friends and relatives.

"How was the little boy?"

"Jenny . . . I was the little boy in the pictures, before the change!"

I was shocked! ...In disbelief! .....It couldn't be Jean! .....Jean looked too much like a real woman! ....She was teasing me . . . Playing a joke on me . . . Yes, that's what it was, just a joke.

"Jenny . . . I really was a man at one time. It's been eight years since my operation and you can see and feel, I'm a real woman now."

My mind was all over the place, wondering what this was all about. Why was she telling me this? Why didn't she explain this to me before we had sex? I knew she could see I had many questions in my expression. I didn't know where to begin.

I was about to get up out of bed until Jean stopped me.

"Please . . . Jenny . . . I have to explain everything to you. You had to know this way. You wouldn't believe me any other way. I wanted to show you how normal my life is now. The changes, what I can experience now as a woman . . . Did you feel it? ......You were experiencing love with a woman."

"I don't understand why you brought me here and the purpose of having sex with me?"

"You can blame me for everything. Tammy knew I was bringing you for this reason and she understood. Don't blame her. Please. Listen to what I have to say before you get angry."

I lay back down against the headboard waiting to hear what she had to say.

"It started months ago, when Tammy caught you dressing in her clothes. She told me everything, how she was hurt . . . What she was going through. I decided to help her because I went through this. I wanted to get to know you, which I did. I got into your head and I came to the conclusion to what you really wanted."

I listened but I still didn't know where this was going.

"Jenny . . . Remember what I showed you tonight. I've been through this myself and I know. I know what your going through inside. I wanted to help you and help Tammy understand. I spent many evenings with Tammy reading from books about the subject. I wanted her to understand how you were feeling inside."

Now I understood why Tammy had changed her way of thing so suddenly. It was all coming together for me now.

"Jenny. I got to know both you and Tammy and I love both of you. When Tammy first told me about your problem, she was so hurt she was going to file for divorce. I stopped her . . . Yes. I stopped Tammy from filing divorce and approaching the situation much differently."

Jean was starting to cry as she spoke to me. I had to hear the rest . . . See what she had to say . . . What she had planned . . .

"Can you understand? I saved your relationship with your wife in a way that she would always love you and be there for you and helped her understand what it was that your heart desired."

"What about Mark, did you have something to do with him?"

"No . . . Mark just happened to come around when Tammy needed someone. He entered her life while I was talking to her and it has been a struggle ever since. Tammy felt she needed a man in her life and he came along toward the beginning, when she first caught you in that dress. Jenny . . . She was hurt at the time and she needed someone like him to believe in again."

It was very difficult for me to take this all in at once. I felt so mixed up at the moment and maybe lost.

"Jean. I love Tammy very much, it was all my fault this happen. I pushed Tammy away from me and to Mark."

"Jenny. Listen to me carefully. It wasn't your fault. It was your fate. If Mark hadn't come around when he did, there may have been a slight chance that none of this would have happened. She may have just divorced you and you would have lost her for good. Maybe you wouldn't have found yourself."

"I don't want to lose Tammy. I don't know what I'd do without her."

"Jenny. You won't lose Tammy. You have to let her know how you feel about her. Let her know how much you care and understand how she feels. But, I do believe Mark is here to stay and you have to follow your heart. Jenny, your going to make these changes than you have to be willing to sacrifice some of the things you love. It's a big choice."

Yes. Jean was right. I had so much to think about and many questions to ask myself. Right now, I wanted to go home.

I still remember that night and coming back home and crying my eyes out way into the early morning hours. I remember being by myself and wishing my wife was there with me. I needed her there that night for her comfort and maybe a little guidance.

Instead. She was out on a date with her boyfriend, Mark! Yes. I was upset with her, even with the long talk we had about our love. I knew things wouldn't be the same any longer. It was inevitable to what direction our lives were going at that moment.

Yes. I could change the coarse. Did I? I look back at that night and now wonder if my anger got the best of me. I remember Tammy coming home early the next morning. I remember hearing her crying on the front room sofa.

I remember going to see what was wrong. My thoughts were that maybe she had an argument with Mark? I had suddenly forgot about my own situation. My life! I was worried about what was wrong with my wife!

I remember walking up to Tammy and seeing how upset she was and remembered leaning over and touching her shoulder. I remember how Tammy had suddenly risen up and quickly gave me a hug and started to sob loudly.

I sat on the edge of that sofa that night with my arms around my wife figuring she had just broken up with Mark. Tammy had cried for almost five minutes until she finally muttered a few words between sniffling and clearing her eyes.

I remember what she said. "It's Mark! I don't know what I'm I going to do?"

I remember rubbing her back and holding her as tight as I could and waited for her to tell me the whole story. I wanted to know what went wrong with their relationship? Did he treat her badly? She didn't look abused so I wasn't worried that she was physically hurt.

I remember saying. "There. There. It'll be all right now. Your home now and we are together now. Nobody is going to hurt you."

I had waited several more minutes until Tammy finally wiped her eyes and I kissed her forehead and held her chin with my hand and she kissed me. We kissed again until we were locked passionately mingling out tongues together.

We finally stopped kissing and I remember Tammy clearing her throat and sniffing as she rubbed the back of my head before she spoke. I remember what she said as clearly as if it were today.

"I'm so happy and glad that your going to be here for me while Mark is gone! He's been called up to go to Iraq for maybe up to a year! He promised me he would come back to me safe and sound!"

My heart sank that night when I looked into my wife's eyes and saw the love and compassion she had for Mark and it finally hit me how much she was in love with him. I knew at that moment our marriage was over the way it had been for so long.

Yes. I felt compassion for my wife as I continued to hold her tight and listed to her as she went on and explained everything into more detail.

I listened as she told me he had gotten a registered letter and because he was in the active reserves and the army needed all the soldiers they could get that they were telling him he had to go back. Maybe for up to a year!

I had forgot about everything I was so upset about and turned all my attention onto Tammy at that moment. I remember going to bed that night as we snuggled under the covers. Tammy had fallen asleep with her arm around me for comfort that night.

The week was a mess and I remember how much Tammy walked around the house so depressed that week. Mark was calling her every hour or making arrangements to meeting her for dinner each night and I'm sure there was more!

The following Friday, I had gone along with her to the airport to say goodbye to Mark. I remember watching them hold each other while I stood from a distance and watching them kiss for the last time as Mark walked down the long hallway that would take him to his plane.

I remembered how Tammy and I stood near a window and watched the plane take off into the air and waited until it was completely out of our sight before we walked back to the car. Tammy didn't say one word as we walked back to the car and drove back home.

I drove and all I can remember was Tammy holding her head down and playing with her fingers and that's when I noticed the ring for the first time. She was wearing a large diamond ring on her left hand where our wedding band should have been.

I felt my heart skip a beat as I choked up but didn't say anything as I drove the car. We got home that night and I remembered making dinner for us but Tammy didn't have much of an appetite.

Later that night when we were laying in bed, I asked Tammy about the ring. She smiled as she shook her head and replied.

"Mark gave it to me last night. He wanted me to have it before he left for Iraq!"

I swallowed hard before I asked her my next question. I may have caught her at the right moment and a little off guard.

"I guess he wanted you to have that big diamond engagement ring before he left. Didn't he?"

She took her right hand and played with the ring on her finger as she starred at it with a smile on her face and shook her head in agreement to my question.

"Mark said he was going to wait until he returned home but wanted me to have it now."

I was too upset to reply as my eyes began to form puddles under them and I couldn't see out of them and wipe my hand across my eyes. That's when Tammy realized what she was saying to me and how I felt at that moment.

Tammy tried to pull me closer to her as I said, "This means that he proposed to you?"

Now we were both upset for different reasons and I got up from the bed and stormed out, slamming the door behind me. I ran into another bedroom and laid down and cried my eyes out. Tammy hadn't followed me as I would have assumed she would.

I feel asleep with the sun shining in my eyes the next morning and tuned over to find Tammy sleeping on the bed next to me. She was laying on her side facing me with her hands near her chin. I noticed her left ring finger was now bare. She had removed the ring before coming into the room to sleep next to me.

Tammy's eyes opened and she looked at me and smiled and gave me a big hug. We lay there for a few minutes just starring at each other and I finally took hold of her hand and said.

"Tammy. Why did you take Mark's ring off last night? I want you to go put it on."

"Jenny. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wasn't thinking last night."

I wanted to be more firm with her as I replied. "I want you to put it on and don't even think about taking it off again. Do you understand?"

Tammy didn't respond but only tilted her head down and starred at my gown as I got out of bed and went out to fix coffee. A few minutes later, Tammy walked into the kitchen and I poured us both a cup of coffee and noticed that she was wearing the ring again.

It meant everything to me at that moment. It told me where her heart was at and where our relationship had gone. That was the morning I had made my decision!

That was eleven months ago! I don't know where to start with everything that had taken place over that period of time. Yes. Tammy and I were still legally married.

I had been taking hormones that whole time now and my body was significantly changing. Into my ninth month I had made another decision to have a breast augmentation. I was now a well developing woman with a bust size of thirty-eight and a cup size of a C now.

My hair was much longer now and I could wear it the way I wanted now without the help of a wig. My skin had gotten softer and I had no problem at all passing for a woman on the street. There was only one thing on my anatomy that kept me from passing as a real woman now.

Yes, My penis! It had become useless for me now. I was one of those transsexuals where the use of my penis was affected by the hormones I was taking. Yes. It got smaller and I could no longer attain an erection.

Yes. I masturbated but when Tammy was gone away from the house but I couldn't get hard any longer and could only orgasm in a small amount from what I was able to do several months ago.

I was seeing my doctor on a weekly basis and we talked about having the surgery on each visit. I never spoke to Tammy about my plans or even hinted to what we talked about at his office.

My relationship changed with Tammy as each month passed. Mark was only able to call her twice since he had been in Iraq but the communicated by email on a weekly basis. Tammy had surprised me last week when she asked me to pose in a picture with her so she could send it to Mark.

I remember getting dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed with Tammy and setting the camera to automatically snap the picture. Tammy had than asked me to take a couple of her on the bed in her nightie. I didn't mind but saw a look on her face and knew exactly what she would like me to do for her.

She wanted to send a sexy nude shot of herself to Mark so we took several and printed them out and mailed them to Mark. Tammy had told me this morning that Mark had got them and thanked me for taking them for her.

That's when we sat down together and made our plans to see an attorney together. We were going to get a divorce! It seemed so sad but on the other hand, we were agreeable to make it fast and uncontested. Tammy and I would still be living together and nothing would change as far as our love for one another. We would love each other but only in a different way. Tammy said she wanted us to remain close, as if we were sisters and made an agreement to that fact.

Tammy drove to the real estate office this morning and I planned to do something I should have done months ago but was holding off. I cleaned out my closet of all my male clothes and put them in boxes to be taken down and donated to a church.

I took my female clothes and started moving everything into the other bedroom and it took me way into the afternoon to finish. When I was done, Tammy's closet was half empty. Everything that was left was her stuff except for a pair of shoes and pants that belonged to Mark.

Tammy cried when she returned home and saw what I had done. Our trip to the attorneys office went smooth that evening and we had dinner afterward.

It felt very strange sleeping in the other bedroom. It was almost a dead silence except a faint sound coming from Tammy's room. Out rooms were connected by one bathroom in between so I decided to go and see what she was doing.

I was shocked when I peeked around the corner and saw Tammy playing with a vibrator. Her eyes were closed and her legs were back against her chest and she was giving herself pleasure with that little plastic toy.

I had no intention of disturbing Tammy but she must have opened her eyes for a split second and saw my reflection in the mirror and called out my name. I walked near the edge of the bed and she held her hand out for me to join her.

She didn't have to say anything as I took the vibrator out of her hand and began where she had left off by rubbing it gently against her clitoris. I kept up the motion for several minutes until Tammy yelled out that she was going to cum.

She had a wonderful orgasm and I felt happy for her and she took the vibrator out of my hand and clicked it off. We laid down next to each other as she rubbed her hand over her pussy mound and just starred at me.

She shocked me with what she said next.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to make love to a man?"

I swallowed hard as Tammy starred into my eyes and continued.

"I was just wondering. Have you ever wondered what it would feel like having a pussy of your own and having a man on top of you buried deep inside of you?"

She was stroking my face with her fingers as she waited for an answer. I gave it deep thought before I actually responded to her question.

"Yes. I have! I remember how we use to have sex and remember how you and Mark made love together. It seemed so different! For you I meant!"

Tammy spoke freely as she replied.

"Yes. Having sex with Mark was much different from what we had. I think at first I was afraid of him being black and all but I soon found that I got very excited thinking about having a black man inside me."

I lay their listening as Tammy continued.

"I felt so afraid because he is so huge and I thought he was going to hurt me at first but than I found out how gently he was. How such a big powerful man could be as gentle as a puppy with me and give me so much pleasure."

Tammy's finger was spreading her pussy lips open as she spoke to me.

"Jenny. Your going to have to experience yourself what I've experienced to know exactly what I mean. I really feel sorry for you right now because you're stuck between two sexes and I think you should consider going all the way."

I couldn't believe Tammy was saying this to me. It was if she knew what I was talking about with my doctor.

"Honey. I want you to be a happy person inside and want you to explore the idea of having the surgery. Don't worry. Jenny, if you want me to speak to your doctor with you than I will go."

It took me a lot of courage to be able to explain to Tammy that I had already spoken to the doctor about the change and she didn't have to go with me. That's when she started kissing my face in every corner and began crying.

Tammy's hands were all over my face and I could smell her pussy on her fingers' and it caused me to think about Mark for a moment.

"Has Mark given you any indication when he'll be home from Iraq?"

"Yes. Mark emailed me this morning that he had to stay another eight weeks before they relieved his company and he is hoping he can come back than!"

I boldly rubbed my hand on Tammy's mound trying to break the intense feelings I had about myself and tried to joke with her.

"I bet you can't wait until he gets back here, can you?"

"Jenny! Don't talk like that! Please!"

I could see it in her eyes that she was just acting innocently toward me and didn't want to hurt my feelings.

I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled Tammy closer and kissed her on the nose saying. "I understand how you feel. You don't have to worry about hurting my feelings. I've thought this out for a long time."

For all intense purposes, I was practically another woman laying beside Tammy and I felt that we could talk about everything. This was the closest that we had been in months again as we laid their talking about the procedures of that type of operation and all the risks involved.

We must have talked for a couple hours about things I discussed with my doctor. Before I even realized it, Tammy and I were laying right next to each other with our legs locked together and she was touching my breasts.

Tammy scooted down so she could touch my nipples with her tongue and gently begin licking tiny circles around them. It felt good having someone stimulate me like she was doing. We hadn't had any sex in months.

It wasn't that I didn't want it, it was just that I felt there wasn't any reason to because I couldn't satisfy my wife or should I say, my-soon to be ex-wife any longer.

She scooted herself around until she climbed above my face and before I knew it, we were doing a sixty-nine. Tammy was sucking me the best she could but it didn't matter because I couldn't obtain an erection.

Tammy's mouth felt good no matter if I could get hard. She worked on me as if she were licking a woman's clit. I worked my tongue into her pussy as she pushed herself down onto me. The vibrator was laying on the bed behind me so I picked it up and slowly played with it at the opening of her pussy.

She was rotating her hips so I turned on the tiny button making it vibrate. We kept this up until Tammy had an orgasm and she turned around and gave me a huge kiss on my lips. She put her mouth back down on my limp penis and continued sucking me.

She worked so hard on me that I finally was able to cum and shot a tiny load of sperm into her mouth. It felt so good having my wife perform this on me again. Once she finished, she lay back down along the side of me as we starred into each other's eyes.

I had something on my mind and decided to ask Tammy the question.

"Tammy. Do you feel like you just cheated on Mark by doing that to me?"

Tammy smiled at me and stroked the back of my head as she replied. "No. Not at all! Honey. It's not like you're really any sort of threat to him. You're almost a woman now and besides, we were married for a long time. Nothing will ever take away the special relationship we have together."

We laid their stroking each other as I spoke to her.

"Tammy. What's going to happen with us when Mark returns home? Are you going to want me to move out of the house?"

"Nonsense! I don't even think of something like that?! You're always welcome to stay here. I've already discussed that with Mark and we think you should stay here with us!"

Did Mark know about me? Did he know that Tammy and I were married? Could Tammy have told him the truth about us? That was my next question.

"Tammy. Did you tell Mark the truth about me? Did you tell him the whole story?"

"Honey. I had to tell Mark the truth about us! I couldn't go on pretending something different was happening!"

I really didn't know how to respond at that moment. What was he thinking about me? A fag? A wimp? How could Tammy tell him the truth about us?

She took her time explaining everything to me and I guess I understood why she told him. At least we had a better understanding of each other after that night. It seemed as if we reached another plateau in our lives.

The next few weeks were good to both of us as we were told our divorce wouldn't be dragged out for months because we were both agreeable with everything and we weren't fighting about anything!

Tammy got word from Mark that his time had been extended for another month and I continued making plans for my operation.

Tammy met with my doctor and we all discussed where it was going to take place. My doctor had an associate he worked with from Bangkok who was willing to perform the surgery. Over the next few weeks I made my plans to go and Tammy said she would travel with me.

I have to admit that I was extremely nervous, the whole week leading up to flying out of the country but Tammy gave me all the support I needed.

Our friend Jean gave all her support and offered to fly with us to Bangkok but I told her I'd be fine.

It seemed to go fast and before I knew it, I was waking up and saw the sun shining in the window. I felt sore and blankets covered my body. I heard voices and turned my head to see Tammy standing next to the bed talking to a nurse.

Everything seemed to go so fast and within two weeks, Tammy and I were on a plane heading back to the United States.

Tammy helped me get around the house but I got stronger with each day and with each visit to my doctor. He told us that my operation was a total success and explained everything to us. I was using a thing which resembled Tammy's vibrator which seemed sort of funny to me.

We laughed about it and Tammy said she would buy me my own soon. I got stronger and felt more comfortable with each day.

Tammy ran into my room one morning all excited and she told me that Mark was coming home. I felt glad for her and we hugged and kissed. When Tammy walked out of the room, I felt nervous thinking about facing Mark when he returned home.

I thought about what would happen. Would he move his clothes into the house right away? Did it really matter anymore? I was a woman now!

The next night, Tammy had an appointment to see her doctor the same time as my appointment. She didn't explain anything to me until we were at the drug store filling our prescriptions when I saw the pharmacist put a packet of birth control pills into the little bag at the counter.

Tammy and I were driving back home when I asked her about them and she told me she was preparing for Mark for when he returned home. I never really gave it any thought until she told me. I felt stupid!

It was only six days before Mark was returning home and Tammy was already making arrangements in the bedroom for him. He had mailed the keys to his apartment and she was slowly bringing his clothes to our house each day.

I volunteered to help Tammy on the third day and drove to Mark's old apartment. We were taking clothes out to the car and walked back up to his apartment and saw a tall black man standing in the doorway.

Tammy spoke out. "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh. Hi! ... I was looking for Mark, I thought he was back from Iraq and was just going to say hello!"

Tammy did all the talking but the man kept starring at me the whole time. I just happened to be wearing a low-cut top that afternoon because it was so hot outside.

"No. He'll be back in a few days but he's moving out."

"Oh. My name is Charley and we've been good friends since he moved in here. You must be the woman that he told me about!"

"Uh. Yes. I'm Tammy and this is my sister, Jenny."

Charley shook Tammy's hand than took mine and kept smiling at me.

"Would you mind telling Mark I was here?! Now. Would you ladies like a little help from me, loading that car of yours?"

Tammy replied quickly as she said. "Oh no! We'll be just fine. WE are almost through in here. Mark rented the apartment furnished so we only have to get his computer out to the car."

"Please. Allow me to carry that heavy thing out to the car for you."

Yes. We told Charley to go ahead and take it out for us. He kept smiling at me as he carried the computer down the steps. He wanted to know if I was married and wanted to know if I lived with Tammy and anything else he could find out about me.

Tammy finally told him we had to get going but not before he asked me for my phone number. I looked over at Tammy wondering what I should do and she responded for me. Tammy started to write something on her pad and gave it to Charley.

"Jenny will be staying with me for a while and you can reach her there. I'll let Mark know you were here. Thank you for all your help."

Tammy and I got into the car as Charley stood there smiling at me. WE drove off and I looked over at Tammy who was smiling as she drove. She turned and looked at me and said.

"I think Charley has the hots for you!"

I was too embarrassed to reply to Tammy's statement and turned on the radio. Tammy didn't say anything else about Charley as we unloaded the car. I helped Tammy organize the closet and we put Mark's things on the bathroom counter that he would need.

It felt strange putting another man's things in our master bedroom. Maybe I should say, "A man's things."

Later that night when I was stepping out of the shower and drying off, Tammy walked into the bathroom and looked between my legs. I was a complete woman now!

She surprised me when she walked up close to me and said. "You know. There isn't anything from stopping you from having a relationship with a man now!"

I wrapped the towel around my head starring at her sort of funny to her statement. She turned around again and added. "Charley isn't a bad looking guy and I got an email from Mark telling all about him! If you're interested, I'll tell you what he said!"

I was too stunned to reply as Tammy walked out of the bathroom. My wife, or the woman I was married to was trying to fix me up with a man!

I finished drying myself off and walked into my bedroom naked and starred into the full length mirror. The hormones and breast augmentation enhanced my body and the surgery put, "the icing on the cake!" I really had a nice figure!

Yes. I had to admit why Charley found me attractive that afternoon and yes, I wanted to know what Mark had to say about him. Even though I wasn't interested in the slightest!

I put on my night gown and walked into the den where I found Tammy online talking to Mark. I gave her privacy and didn't try to read anything they were writing but she motioned for me to come closer and I did.

I saw the last thin she wrote to Mark, saying. "I love you and will see you soon!" It gave me butterflies standing their watching the woman I was married to tell another man she loved him.

"Oh. Honey. Let me go and pee really fast and I'll read to you what Mark wrote about Charley."

When Tammy turned to slid out of her chair, I noticed her crotch area was wet and I knew they must have been having online sex!

The little box was still up on the screen and I hurriedly sat down and scrolled back and saw what they had been writing to each other. I was right!

I clicked on a little button to save it for later and got up just as Tammy came back in the room. She sat down with a smile on her face and looked at me saying. "I thought you weren't interested in men?"

I didn't say anything to that question as she opened an email from Mark and began reading the area about Charley.

"Charley is thirty years old and has never been married. He is six foot six and is built about the same size as me. Wink. Charley is a really nice guy and I would recommend him to any of your girlfriends. He has a soft spot for white ladies' as I do!"

Tammy turned around with a silly smile on her face saying. "Mark said he is hung!"

Tammy jokingly reached out and touched my crotch and laughed as she said. "Don't worry. It won't break!"

I couldn't believe she was joking about this to me. Tammy than placed her hand on my arm saying. "Honey. I know what your thinking about but Charley would be a great candidate for you. Your not going to remain a virgin the rest of your life!"

We didn't discuss anything more than evening about Charley. We did get a call from our attorney stating that now that I had a sex change that the state did not recognize our marriage any longer so it was immediately being dissolved!

I guess to a few people that would be bad news but to us it was good news. The attorney mentioned that he would send us the form to fill out and not to worry any longer.

Tammy and I went shopping that afternoon and she bought satin sheets for her bed. I wanted to ask her why she never thought about satin sheets when we were married but I let it go. We stopped and picked up a couple bottles of wine and than we went to Victoria Secrets where Tammy picked out a garter belt with matching half bra and stockings.

Our next stop was at a show sore where she picked out a pair of heels. Than we drove across town to an adult shop and I waited in the car while Tammy went into the little shop. She walked out with a little bag in her hand and a big smile.

"I brought something for you!"

She handed me the bag and I looked inside. It was a black vibrator! I glanced over at Tammy and she laughed at me.

"I just it might get you a little more interested in seeing Charley!"

We stopped and had lunch than drove back home. A little package was waiting at the door that the UPS man had dropped off. It was a package from Mark. Tammy opened it and it was a bottle of perfume.

She tried on her garter belt and stockings and asked my opinion and I told her she looked hot! Tammy had a beautiful figure and her tits were about the exact same size of mine now. I always enjoyed playing with her boobs. Now they were for Mark to fondle.

Later that evening, Tammy was taking one of her birth control pills and after she swallowed it, she turned and said to me.

"I guess we don't have to worry about any broken condoms anymore. Do we?"

I was very curious to know if Tammy had ever considered having children with Mark. She smiled at me than replied. "Yes. We talked about children but not right away. Mark wants to wait until we have room in the house for a nursery."

I didn't respond to that answer but I think she was referring to my room when she mentioned a nursery.

Tomorrow was the big day! Mark was flying home and Tammy and I would drive to the airport to pick him up.

I would see him for the first time. Face to face as a woman. He knew who I was and whom I had been in my past life. I wondered what he would say to me? Would he even care? I knew he couldn't wait to bed Tammy when he got home.

Tammy was ready! I just wondered if I was ready! They would be sleeping in the room next door to me! He would be sleeping with the woman that was my wife. I'd be listening to her make love to her new man.

Yes. I'm sure I'll hear everything. Every little moan and every little whimper from my wife! What I'm I saying here! She's not my wife any longer! I'm not even a man anymore!