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When I entered the bedroom Erica was standing in a see-through robe wearing only garters and stockings underneath. She smiled and crossed the room to me.
"You're beautiful, just beautiful. Thanks so much for indulging me." Then with no farther ado, she kissed me. Kissed me with more passion than I could ever remember. The feeling of her body crushing against mine, separated only by to layer of sensuous nylon, was very arousing.
I'm not sure just how it happened, but soon we were on the bed and I was operating on a pure animal level, only remembering that this was all about pleasing Erica, convincing her that we could stay together, and needed too. I don't know just what had happened to her robe, but it was gone. I was excited beyond measure and I knew if I didn't take care of her first, I'd be to shot to do her any good later. So I pushed her hand away when she pulled me out of the nylon panties that went with the outfit, and slipped down off the edge of the bed to do her first.
She was easily as hot as I was and responded with wild abandon to my ministrations. I was bent on making it good for her and used every trick to push her buttons. I was rewarded with the wildest climax I've ever seen her have. After, I was in need and couldn't control myself. Operating on pure instinct, I climbed up between her legs and entered her, grinding myself in and to my surprise she wrapped her legs around me and began kissing me as I pounded and ground myself into her. I could feel her ripple with another climax, but it was nothing to the one that ripped through me.
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I woke groggy in the morning as the first rays of the sun turned the dawn gray, with the memory of that damned dream fresh in my head, only, as I looked around, I realized I hadn't dreamed. I had lived it. I had been there being a part of it. I looked over at Erica still clad only in her stockings and garter belt, but with the sheet pulled up to her hips.
I couldn't help but stroke her cheek lovingly. She opened her eyes and captured my hand in hers. She kissed it and then closed the gap between us and kissed me slowly with the passion of a life long lover who didn't need to hurry because there was a lifetime ahead.
"Jim," she said, "last night was beautiful. Can we do that again often?"
"Yes, we can." Not just yes, but hell yes. You damn betcha we can... and will... often.
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Epilog:
Jimmy took it the hardest, but finally accepted that he had what looked like two moms, but Karen just smiled and said, "What ever floats your boat. I just want you two to be happy." Maybe it's the difference between an Ivy League school and California school, I don't know.
So that's been my life all these years. That first night, I developed a liking for lingerie and within a month, I'd opted to replace all my men's underwear with nylon panties. I bought them pretty much to match my bras. I've given up even trying to pass as a man and my lesbian lover, Erica, couldn't be happier... and I guess I couldn't be either. Oh, and before the year was out, I had gone back to the plastic surgeon and went for the C cup. We did move and the new neighbors think we're retired sisters. We don't want to upset their thinking, so we let that go.
Jim... Jamie... what's the difference, "a rose by any other name would smell just the same." A form, a filing fee and a few minutes before a bored judge and that's who I became, Jamie Wilson. Blouses fit better than my old shirts, but I'm still working on the skirt and dresses idea, though I'm beginning to warm up to it since Erica got me a waltz length night gown and matching peignoir.
I little more surgery to give me the padding in the hips and butt... maybe soon. Living as a woman is comfortable now.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoIt is a good thing that this author and the other two have stopped writing.
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fredbrownabout 2 years agoTis a hot story and I love it enough to give it a big 5. Truth be told I'm pretty sure my wife would not want a lesbo lover, either me (after work done) or a real female. Although the idea is exciting, it sure ain't going to happen in my little hovel - thank God!
Anonymousabout 2 years agoThis submission is a callous insult to all those who must endure the terrible pain and difficulties that typically are inflicted on those born something other than traditionally heterosexual. This farce, like the two submissions that inspired it, makes a mockery of their humanity. May the author's mind be broadened and heart be opened. May the ignorance and cruelty so evident here come to be replaced by insight and empathy. May all sentient beings come to be free from suffering.
johsunover 3 years agoI like it. It's kind of like the story of the boiled frog - put him in cool water and slowly heat him up. In this case Jim must have subconsciously come up with the 'softening'/feminization thing early one - hence the dreams of the woman he thought looked familiar - it was him all along!
Well, if he loved her that much, what he did was logical. Doing it by little steps and with the encouragement of the hairdresser and PA he finally got what he and the wife wanted. Got to admit, slinky PJs and/or nighties probably would feel more sexy that boxers and t-shirt. But for now I'll stick with the Boxers and T-shirt.
Good story, and I think it's the perfect solution to the original dilemma. So far I've read 'torn' and 'A typical day'. I wonder if there are any other versions/continuations out there.
oldbearswitchalmost 5 years agoNothing wrong with tranny play or even GRS, but keep it down low until the kids are grown and gone. Selfish wife ruined an otherwise good story for me.
TatankaBillover 6 years agoI love this! I was taking the original story "Torn" seriously and I found myself moping and feeling sad for both Jim and Erica. I found it hard to imagine a solution that might work...but then, I was taking it seriously. Your answer was glaringly obvious (and more than a little flippant- and I suppose that's why it sailed three feet over my head, in the dark no less. Let's just make Jim a woman! It's great for a guy who's perhaps a bit ambivalent about his own sexuality...I can't see LeBron James or Tom Brady doing this, ya know? But for Jim it worked.
I love my wife, but if she informed me out of the blue that she were lesbian I'd be on the internet shopping for girlfriends- one for her and one for me, unless we could agree to share one. A new hairstyle? Sure, I could do that. Smelly, girly perfume? I could probably handle that. I might even consent to wearing makeup, and I'm sure I'd love the silky jammies. Laser beard removal and breast augmentation? You'd have to pry my cold dead fingers from my gun before I'd submit to that!
Thanks for your solution to the somber end of a loving marriage. It's terrific!
Anonymousover 7 years agoThe theme was never really addressed; why or how she became a lesbian after all those years of marriage. Can't figure out why, after all these stories generated by "Torn", in not one single story was she willing to go to a shrink - not that I think it would have helped. I figure most shrinks will be biased "for or against", with most probably "for" being gay, that's all the rage right now. It would have been nice if she had seen an unbiased shrink or counselor, also her family doctor to make sure she was healthy.
I can't get past the breathtaking selfishness of Erica. Everything is about her. In this story, her husband actually starts working towards becoming a woman just to please her and she accepts it! Her husband is losing his identity and she has no problem with it as long as he goes far enough to satisfy her. Wow. If anyone wants to know what a one-sided loving relationship is, here's the perfect example. The husband loves her enough to reluctantly give up his identity and she loves herself enough to let him. She's made it very clear she doesn't love him. The son has problems in accepting it - too bad, mom likes it. The daughter also has issues with it, but she's blowing it off and acting like it's no big deal - which is good because mom likes it and that means it stays.
We know Erica has some mental issues because she's suddenly turned lesbian and she's okay with her husband becoming a woman. Why is everyone okay with that? Just because a person is willing to hurt themselves, that doesn't mean it's okay for us to sit and watch and say nothing. I don't understand.
As far as your writing goes, you're good. It's well written and I applaud your creative thinking ability. I don't like the story, but you're a good writer. Thanks.
