48 Hours Ch. 19

Chapter 19 -- Christmas at home

Back at Westwood, Chris found Lynn dusting the bar as she had already returned from visiting her Dad at the care home. He was keen to get changed out of his scratchy man's clothes, but much keener to see his wife. While Chris had been away she had stayed with a very young aunt who loved to let her hair down and whom she always loved to spend time with as she was quite gregarious and they had been out partying most nights. Lynn had a hall-pass and made full use of it.

Chris and Lynn sat in the bar area and caught up with each other's brief time apart. Lynn was pleased that Chris had come out to his brother. She knew that it meant a lot to him to not have to keep things secret and she really liked Susan, but even she was shocked by what had happened and was quite open to Chris that she did not approve at all. It was all just a bit too close to home in her view. Still, it was what it was, and from a philosophical point of view she still felt that everyone was entitled to have a secret side and a bit of pleasure now and again as long as they were careful not to hurt anyone.

Lynn had to confess to a bit of a fling in a lesbian night club that her aunt had insisted on going to just to see what it was like, and Lynn's enthusiastic embracing on the dance floor had surprised her aunt, but also given her the courage to join in. Her aunt was now apparently a convert to the scene. Chris was hardly surprised that the two of them had also picked up two shocked young guys one evening and spent a debauched evening making use of every inch of their anatomies until they were almost pleading to leave. Lynn hoped they had not been too traumatised by the evening of outrageous femdom!

What was really nice was that it was now just her and Chris at Westwood for the next few days. Belinda and Alan had flown off on a mini-break to Istanbul and Conni and Agnite were back in Germany with their families. They had invited Sara and Grahame round for Boxing Day and Lynn was looking forward to that, but otherwise they had some well-earned-time on their own to explore Westwood and just be a couple together. When Chris said he was going to get changed, Lynn grabbed his arm gently.

"Darling, can I have Chris back for a few days? Just until Boxing Day. You know I love Chrissy, but I love Chris too."

Chris's eyes welled up as he hugged her. It had been OK being "himself" the last few days, but the whole Susan thing had made him even more convinced that the only way he could be loved was as Chrissy, that Chrissy was a desirable, mysterious femme fatale and he was just a plain and uninspiring, somewhat effeminate man. Somehow that hurt. He wanted to be loved as a man too, for the man he was, but most importantly for the person he was, the very same person he was whatever he was wearing, however he looked. He smiled. It was the first time for a long time that he felt comfortable dressed as a man, and the first time for a very long time that he felt confident.

"Of course, let me go and dig out some of my old clothes."

Lynn kissed him full on the lips with a big wet kiss.

When he returned to the bar he was wearing some beige chinos and a navy polo shirt with some brown brogues and had gelled his hair to be slightly spiky. He had also dug out Lynn's favourite aftershave and applied rather a lot of that to his stubble.

Lynn had sprayed herself with some Opium Noir and, as soon as he arrived, she threw herself on him and mashed her lips against his in a really hot kiss. They stayed locked together for an age, before Lynn began shimmying her jeans and panties down to her ankles and then bending over the closest bar table prostrated her moistness to him.

"We've got three days and I want us to fuck everywhere we can, a sort of hotel christening, no room unvisited, and starting here and starting now."

Chris pulled out his cock and grabbed his wife's ass as she skilfully guided him into her. He was harder than he had been for a very long time, and he hadn't even taken any blue! It was a really good feeling as he pounded Lynn's dripping pussy, feeling her cervix as his balls slapped against her soft ass. It was a good proper noisy fuck and when he came, grunting like an animal, Lynn screamed and came too. They collapsed on a sofa and realised that they might not quite have the energy to get over the whole hotel, well at least not in three days, but they certainly had a good try and it was the most fun ever.

They decided that they would make it a mission, and even drew up a timetable of when and where. That had made it all to obvious that everywhere was out of the question, so they jointly trimmed the list down so that it would be enjoyable rather than just some stupid challenge. Chrissy also pointed out that bearing in mind the adult nature of the hotel, they should understand the practicalities of engaging in sex in various places.

"Trust you to make it sound like work!" Lynn laughed, but could see her point.

They fucked in the kitchen, with Lynn bent over the preparation block. They dressed up and role-played in each of the theme rooms making full use of all the facilities. They had quickies in the ladies' and gentlemen's toilets.

The conservatory hammock was a challenge until Lynn had Chrissy lying face down in its netting while she sucked her cock, and then realised that by standing on a chair she could fuck her partner the same way! They made love on the flat roof over the kitchen balancing dangerously close to the edge, and Lynn strapped a dildo to one of the statues in the garden and they had the most ridiculous threesome that sent them into hysterics! The cosy sixty-nine on the thick Persian rug in the bar in front of the fire was probably their favourite though and that was how they ended Christmas Day.

Chris yearned to be Chrissy, but he was also enjoying all the love and sex, and when they cuddled up together at night, naked, he was Chrissy again, SHE was Chrissy. It was a reminder that no one needs clothes or make-up to be themselves when they are with those that truly love them. As they got into bed on the last evening, Chrissy asked Lynn if she would miss Chris.

"Stay as Chris for tomorrow for Sara and Grahame, it will be like a boring stereotypical couples evening and remind me of the time we first met Sara! We've come so far since then. Can you do that for me?"

Chrissy agreed, she thought it sounded fun too!

"Thank you sweetheart!" Lynn said, kissing her gently. "I've loved the last three days, and you know when I joked about you turning the whole thing into work, well if work was like that, I'd never stop!"

"I think it's not going to be far off!" naked Chrissy smiled, cuddling up to Lynn as they slipped off to sleep, their heads full of dreams that seamlessly merged into reality.

Sara and Grahame turned up on Boxing Day. He was looking really smart in some light blue straight-cut trousers and matching jacket with a burgundy t-shirt and coordinated loafers. He had a smart, stylish, androgynous hair style, a masculine version of a page boy cut. Sara was wearing a royal blue body-con dress in velvet that at mid thigh length showed off her fabulous legs to full advantage. She had her hair up and was wearing an ostentatious set of silver jewellery including some massive hoop earrings and a set of chain necklaces that emphasised her plunging neckline. She was also wearing a belt made from large silver hoops that hung on her hips in a most sensual way.

Lynn and Chris looked positively dowdy by comparison, Chris still in a black suit and tie, and Lynn is a bottle green sparkling satin cocktail dress with a lovely A-line effect emphasising her waist and hips. They discussed the clothes for ages, and obviously they were all from Sonja's, although Grahame's trousers and jacket was from the women's range! The Prosecco was running freely and the atmosphere was fantastic. It was as if they had hardly been apart!

Lynn got all the details from their honeymoon, well not all the details, and the guests got a guided tour and shown their room! As Lynn and Chris left to get dinner ready, Sara reached out and grabbed Chris's hand.

"You look really handsome," she said, smiling with a sparkling beauty that sent Chris's heart into a flutter.

"Doesn't he just," laughed Lynn, who grabbed Chris's other hand and dragged him away!

Dinner was really enjoyable! It was all preprepared and so just needed warming and arranging so they were able to enjoy each other's company to the full!

Near the end of the meal, Chris went off to show Grahame the floodlights in the garden and Sara engaged with Lynn.

"So what is it with Chris?" She asked mischievously. "Has he had enough of all that hard work it takes to be a girl?"

"Oh I don't think so Sara," Lynn laughed, "I asked him to be in male mode over Christmas. I know he is the same old Chris really whatever he wears, but it has just felt so nice having a man around for a while. After all why not? He can be both, and he's not quite the same as you, you're a real girl in a boy's body, he's just just really loves being a girl, but however girly he is, deep down his brain is a man's brain through and through!"

"Well I'm not so sure, I think it takes time to become the real you and he has not has as long as me, but he looks very good in either mode, so it's up to him!"

"I agree, I think he has become a bit more comfortable about his male side and that's good! He had been pretty much full-time girl since we got to Westwood, and I think he missed his male side a little. Still, enough about us! I can see you have filled out a bit, so are you on meds, I hope you don't mind me asking!"

Sara laughed, "Yes, and no I don't mind you asking. I've been to a private doctors as the health service were making it like some sort of quiz show and I just wanted to move on. I have a check up every week and so far it is all going really well, I'm definitely filling out and I've had laser hair removal too and some chest implants!"

"I did wonder about that, sensible girl not going too big! Well I have to say you look absolutely gorgeous darling, absolutely gorgeous!"

"Thank you Lynn, you are the bestest bestie!"

"How do you find the implants?"

"Good. I think because they are fairly small, they work quite well. I'm a B-cup which suits my frame, and they feel really nice, here, feel them!"

Sara grabbed Lynn's left hand and indicated for her to stand up. She turned her back to her and grabbing her right hand brought them both up to her chest. She was not wearing a bra and as she cupped the pert little mounds in her hands, Lynn's finger tips caressed her proud nipples. The smell of Channel Number Five filled Lynn's nostrils and her bouffant hair ticked her cheek as Sara leant her head back and moaned.

Lynn suddenly felt very hot and without warning a hand had slid under the hem of her dress and invaded her privacy, rubbing her soaking pussy through the soft satin of her panties. Lynn moaned and nibbled carefully at Sara's ear lobe, avoiding the earring as much as possible!

Lynn moved one of her hands down, but Sara pulled it back to her breasts, turning her head as their lips met.

There was something so beautiful and tender about making love to a woman, especially one as young as Sara, but before things could get too carried away, Grahame and Chris returned, laughing hysterically!

"What's so funny," the girls called out, their faces crimson.

"Nothing, it's just the way the floodlights light up the garden, one of the statues casts a shadow like a giant penis on the side of the hotel!

"Typical," scolded Lynn, "I suppose it's quite appropriate considering the proposed entertainment, but we'll have to get Alan to sort that out, we are meant to be a classy establishment, not tacky!"

"Talking of tacky, you two girls need to fix your lipstick," laughed Grahame! "We'll get some chasers, Bailey's?"

After the Bailey's and ice they were all feeling quite drunk and called the evening to a close, for once retiring to their own beds! Fortunately there was no need for an early start tomorrow, although Grahame and Sara were off to visit her grandmother in the evening!

Lynn cuddled up to Chris as they lay in bed, she was spooning him. "I've decided," she said, quizzically.

"Decided what?"

"That I love you as a guy, especially when you give me a good hard fucking!"

"Oh!" He murmured, a faint hint of disappointment in the tone of his reply.

"But I completely adore you as a woman when you are so soft, sexy and sensual, and you get that amazing tongue of yours to send me to heaven."

Chris laughed. He felt a warm sensation run up his body from his toes to his forehead. Chrissy sighed and brought her hands up to her super smooth face, slowly dragging her fingers across her lips, causing her to tremble.

"I 'm back darling," she said, turning over and moving down the bed, drawn toward Lynn's scent.

"I'm so lucky to have you!" Lynn said, so heartfelt and emotional, that her voice trembled as she spoke."

"And I'm..." Chrissy kissed the soft skin of her left thigh.

"Unbelievably lucky..." She kissed the equally soft skin of her right thigh.

"To have such as sexy wife..." Chrissy almost moaned the words, her top lip resting on Lynn's clitoris as she spoke. The vibrations and warmth of Chrissy's words caused Lynn to tremble.

"Who accepts and loves me for who I am!"

Chrissy finished his sentence as her finger entered Lynn gently, probing softly as her tongue lapped gently and with purpose at those soft and beautiful folds. Lynn let out a groan and arched her back as she came. She had never come so quickly. It was so beautifully intense. She was so happy! Chrissy snuggled up to Lynn and they fell asleep in each others arms.

On the 30th Agnite and Conni turned up mid-morning in a black Mercedes van and had Lynn and Chrissy stay in their bedroom until its contents were unloaded. There was no way that they were going to let anyone know anything about the play room before New Years Eve! Chrissy and Lynn were eventually let out, but Agnite and Conni disappeared into the play-room with a catering urn full of coffee and a pile of sandwiches announcing that there was a lot to do and it might take them a while.

Chrissy and Lynn got on with making sure that everything else was ready for the guests to arrive tomorrow including running through a full checklist of provisions that Roseanne the chef had given them for the catering as she was arriving early tomorrow to make a start on preparing the food and wanted to get straight on with everything.

After lunch Chrissy and Lynn went for a long walk through the woods and up to the top of the escarpment where they found a view point by a style and watched the sun begin to set through a watery sky, the layers of reds, oranges and yellows being quite hypnotic and they held each other close.

"I've always wanted to be fucked while watching a sunset," Lynn whispered in Chrissy's ear, nibbling her ear lobe and playing with her hardness through the crotch of her jeans. She pulled down her jeans and panties and lent on the middle rail of the fence so she could look out across to the dying moments of that day, the shimmering red disk of the sun descending slowly to the earth. She arched her back, and moved her feet apart, thrusting her moist pussy up and out.

Chrissy gazed at the ivory cheeks pushed out in front of her, round and beautiful, and glistening like the moon. Chrissy pulled out her cock which, despite the cold, had become almost instantly hard at the sight of Lynn's porcelain skin and that deep inviting crack. She quickly rubbed it up and down her slit, making her sigh, until it was covered in her juices and shining. She slowly pushed herself in and began to fuck her slowly.

The sun grew redder and redder as it neared the horizon, and Chrissy was watching it as she fucked Lynn, fucking Lynn harder and deeper, but maintaining a perfect rhythm, guided by Lynn's sighs.

As the sun touched the tops of the trees in the distance, she quickened her pace, aware that the excitement of their celebration of Apollo would soon be over. As the final red embers slid below the earth, Chrissy felt herself almost bursting as she and Lynn came together with a guttural groan and a shrill shriek. An owl hooted in the distance as if to say: "so beautiful!"

The cold suddenly hit them, and they pulled up their jeans before embracing and kissing, the love between them so strong. It was about an hour back to the hotel so they set off down the track hand-in-hand and back into the woods with just the lights from their phones to guide them through the woods.

"That was one of the most beautiful things I have ever done," wept Lynn, as they entered their apartment through its private door, "I've never felt so in tune with everything, with you, with me and with nature!"

They hugged and after showering went and checked if Agnite and Conni were ready to eat, knocking on the door and trying to peak inside when it opened slightly, but to no avail.

They had a rather nice fish and chips dinner, over which Conni mentioned that they really needed a carpenter to help set up the last bit of the room, but otherwise it was all done. Lynn gave Roseanne a quick call as her husband was coming tomorrow night to help her and was a carpenter. She asked him if he would bring his tools and he was fine with that. When she came off the phone she confessed that her husband was quite intrigued by the whole concept of an adult hotel so would be more than happy to help out.

Lynn laughed, "I bet he is. He is a man after all, but you keep your eye on him!"

"Oh I will!" Replied a determined Roseanne!

They were all exhausted so after a few drinks, they retired for the final preparations for the New Years party.

It was as if someone had violently shaken Westwood out of its winter slumbers the next day as there was a continual throng of arrivals at the hotel as the guests all gradually appeared at different times. Roseanne and her husband, Colin, had been the first to turn up at ten and Chrissy had had to knock loudly enough to raise the dead before a half dressed and bleary eyed Conni emerged and ushered the carpenter into the play-room to explain what needed doing.

Mid afternoon Roy and Susan appeared and Chrissy greeted them with a big hug before taking them up to their room. Roy was clearly not convinced by his brother now being his sister. She had put them in the aeroplane room as a special treat and Susan simply couldn't believe it, especially the fact that the fake windows had LCD screens behind them that actually made it look like you were flying at 30,000 feet! Roy was significantly less enthusiastic and Chrissy was sure that he saw him rolling his eyes as Susan bounced around delightedly!

Before Chrissy left them to their own devices she pointed out the mini-bar which they could use and reminded them that the party this evening was going to require them to be very open minded. If they felt uncomfortable at any time then they could chill-out in the room as there was a full movie selection available. Roy looked decidedly uncomfortable, but Susan gave Chrissy a big hug as she left and surreptitiously squeezed her ass.

By late afternoon everyone had turned up. There were thirty people in all, and as well as chef Roseanne, there was the new manager, both deputy managers and gardener. The new Thai and Bulgarian spa staff had also made it which was an unexpected surprise. It was a good mix of sexualities and experience, but everyone who had accepted knew that it was going to be an X-rated event, participation optional.

Now that everyone had arrived and Roseanne had announced all the food was prepared Chrissy and Lynn could start to get ready themselves. Chrissy really couldn't wait as she hadn't really dressed up for ages and would be wearing a six strap black corset, 20 denier seamed stockings, four inch black strappy heels and a black velvet and lace dress with a round neck and cerise piping that flared out slightly a few inches above the knees. The dress was beautifully cut and weighted and as he swirled the pleats gracefully lifted and fell. His black pearl necklace and black tassel earrings completed the look.