Date: Sat, 4 Jul 2015 22:26:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bill and Ann Part 26

I am an older married man who has dated many cross dressers and
transgendered women over the years.  At first it was a kinky "walk and the
wild side" but over time I came to really have feelings for the person, and
that became more important than the intimacy we had.  The movie "Soldier's
Girl" was very moving and helped me realize that I really wanted to LOVE a
transgendered woman.

I have had several truly wonderful loving relationships, and have come to
believe that if I knew what I know now when I was young, I would have
married a transgendered woman.  This series is a fantasy in which I imagine
what that life might have been like.

It is set in the late 1960's, when I was a teen.

–Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)


Bill and Ann Part 26


The next morning I awoke and kissed Ann tenderly.

"Good morning beautiful," I said.

"You are seriously biased, mister," was her reply.

"You wouldn't have it any other way," I countered.

"Probably not," she countered, kissing me back.

It was a Saturday morning, so we didn't have to hurry off to school.  Helen
came in and greeted us, asking, "So how is my favorite pair of love birds?"

"I'm afraid I feel sore all over," Ann responded.

I pulled the covers back, revealing Ann's lovely naked body.  Her fair skin
was mottled with bruises that had formed over night. I rolled her over and
found more bruises.

Helen and I discussed whether we should take Ann to see a doctor.  There
were many bruises but they were small and mostly on muscles, which hurt but
there seemed to be no organ damage.  We decided that we would monitor her
carefully and be ready to take her to a doctor if needed.

Helen prepared us a nice breakfast, which we enjoyed together.  We tried go
get Ann to rest, but she refused to be treated as an invalid, so we agreed
to go to the shopping mall for a few hours.

We arrived at the mall and did a little window shopping.  I don't find
clothing stores to be very interesting, but when we came to a women's
clothing store I suggested that we go in.  I looked at various outfits and
imagined them on Ann.  I chose one particularly pretty blouse and held it
up to Ann and asked if she liked it.  She smiled and said it was nice, so I
asked her to model it for me.

Ann took the blouse and the rest of the outfit into the changing room while
Helen and I waited.

"You seem to be very intuitive," said Helen.

"I don't know what you mean," I replied.

"You seem to know the right thing to do," Helen continued, "but you are
much too young to know that from experience."

"I don't know about being intuitive," I said, "but I feel very deeply for
Ann.  If I could have taken the beating she did instead, I would gladly do
so."

Ann returned and modeled for us.  She was lovely as always, and could make
any clothing look wonderful.

"Do you like it?" Helen asked.

"Yes, it looks like it was made for me!" Ann replied.

"Then let's buy it," Helen said, reaching for her purse.

Ann smiled and returned to the changing room.  When she returned Helen paid
for the outfit and we left.

"I love you both so much," said Ann, "I've done really stupid things and
you have both been so good to me."

"We love you too," I replied, "and we are family."

"He's right," added Helen, "Bill is very much family to us, and I look
forward to giving you to him at the altar."

"Do you REALLY intend to marry me?" Ann asked.

"If you will have me," I replied.

"You bet I will!" she responded, "How soon could we do it?"

"Why don't we start to explore options all our futures?" asked Helen,
"after all, as a family we should be considering what is best for all of
us."

"I'm not really sure what you mean," said Ann, "but I trust both of you,
and we do need to think about what we'll be doing when we graduate."

It was lunchtime, so we went to the food court and ordered our lunches.  We
ate our lunches and returned to Ann's house.

Helen made some hot chocolate for us and we sat down around the kitchen
table.  "So what do you kids want to be when you grow up?" asked Helen.

We looked at each other during an awkward moment of silence.  Finally I
broke the silence and said, "We are both very good at math and science –
I've been thinking about engineering – there should be no shortage of
jobs."

"I've been thinking about engineering as well, but that doesn't seem like a
career for a girl."  "That's true," said Helen, "but there are a few female
engineers out there – it's still a man's world, but more and more women
are entering the

Ann turned to me and asked, "What do you think I should do?"

"I think you should do what you want to do," I replied, "if you want to be
an engineer, I sure as hell don't want you to be a secretary, just because
that is a more appropriate role.  You are already a pioneer in one way, why
not other ways as well?"

"We don't need to decide now," I continued, "but please think about it.  We
will be graduating in less than two years so we should figure this out
soon."

Helen turned to me and asked, "Bill, you want to marry Ann – would you
want her to have to work instead of being a housewife?"

"I'm more concerned with what Ann wants," I shot back, "if Ann can stand to
be married to an engineer, so can I."

"Well, I guess I'll be an engineer," said Ann, "just not the kind who
drives a train."

We all laughed and agreed that we would do some research on engineering
universities.  We had a lot of challenges ahead, not the least of which
would be how to pay for college.  Neither of our families could afford to
pay our way through school, so we might have to go part time, while we
worked.

Ann asked me to stay the night again.  I loved the feel of her warm body
against mine.  She was still too sore for lovemaking, so we just held each
other while drifting off to sleep.

To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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