Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2007 10:38:34 -0700 (PDT) From: Jennifer Rose Subject: Another Jennifer's Love Story Another Jennifer's Love Story By Jennifer Rose My name is Jennifer. I've published one other story and this is quite similar in that it's romantic and the key players are the same. In fact, this was the first story that I started on so some of the sex is the same. I hope that nobody cares but it was just so hot I had to use it more than once. However, it does get a lot wilder than in the first story. Hopefully those of you that read the first story aren't offended by how graphic things get. Once again I've left out the traumas that come with being a t-girl as I'm sure you've heard them all before. Don't worry, although I do tend to go into depth describing my clothes there is plenty of sex. Bruce was in his mid-thirty's and I was 19 when we met. He was big in more ways than one and I was pretty small all over. The romance was much shorter and the only fun stuff was oral and done with a condom. So, in order to spice things up I have changed all that. I hope that you enjoy reading it. After high school I moved to a town about 100 miles away from my hometown. Close enough for a safety net but far enough away to truly be on my own. My neighbors were all very friendly and kept to themselves. Being as shy as I was I was happy with this situation. This also let me be comfortable with dressing as a girl when I was at home because I didn't have to worry about people stopping by all of the time. I took a job at a small company and spent most of my spare money on clothes and makeup. For the most part I did administrative work for everyone in the office. There were 15 employees and the pay was very good for the type of work that I was doing. Most everyone was in their thirties and all were very friendly. I was pretty sure that everyone thought that I was gay but it didn't seem to bother any of them. So, even though I wasn't too sure about my sexuality I let it go. The dress code was business casual except for Friday's. I liked this because it is much safer to wear a thong when you're wearing jeans than it is when you're wearing slacks. There was some weekend work but the boss was nice enough to let us leave early during the week if we had to work on a weekend. Ah, the boss. I would have to say that he was the first guy that I had ever seen that I truly thought was hot. If anything was going to change the way I thought about men and women it was because of him. His name was Bruce and he was in his mid-thirties. He was about 6' 3" and 210 muscular pounds. He had dark wavy brown hair and very dark blue-green eyes. He was also very sweet and everyone loved working for him. He was very melancholy when I first started to work in the office because he had recently divorced after five years. However, over the period of a couple of months he became more and more cheerful which made everyone happy. He was also becoming friendlier towards me. In fact if he hadn't been married once already I would have sworn that he was attracted to me. He would stop by my desk and put his hand on my shoulder as he explained the work that he needed me to do. After he would leave I would sometimes get a wink from Janet, the woman who sat in the cube to the right of me. Although she never came right out and said anything I knew that she thought Bruce and I were going to be an item eventually. She was in her mid-thirties and we hit it off pretty good. She was very fashionable and always looked pretty. Six months into the job Bruce asked me to work a Saturday with him. This was only the fourth weekend that I had to work and the first one where it was only to be him and me in the office. When Janet left on Friday all she said was "Have fun working this weekend." And she gave me a wink. Although it was a warm day I wore jeans and a white button down shirt to the office. Since I shaved my legs I didn't want to be seen in shorts. I also wore my favorite pink silk thong which of course wasn't visible and I love the feeling. There's something about the feeling of silk crawling up your butt cheeks that's a really turn on. Bruce chuckled when he saw me because he was dressed pretty much the same way. "I'm glad that we're the only ones here or everyone would have thought that we called each other and coordinated our outfits." I laughed. He was always saying silly things like that. He squatted next to me at my desk and placed his hand on my leg while he explained what he needed me to do. I have to say that it seemed a little more than just a friendly gesture. Many of my dreams lately had included him in one way or another and I must say that I was becoming very attracted to him. I tried very hard to focus on the task at hand and struggled to not get my hopes up. I really was nervous that I was feeling this way because being gay seemed wrong from all I had been taught but I guess that it was inevitable. We had wrapped things up at about noon and Bruce insisted on taking me to lunch because of all of the hard work that I had done. He didn't need to twist my arm very hard. He drove me in his Lexus to a small restaurant and asked that we be seated in the atrium as it was such a nice day. There was nobody else in the area which gave us a chance to talk. He sat opposite me and ordered a bottle of wine. I got a look from the waiter but he decided to serve me without asking for any identification. Bruce asked about my life while we ate and it was nice because he seemed genuinely interested. The waiter cleared the table and Bruce and I finished the rest of the wine. We sat for over an hour nursing our drinks and just talking. I asked Bruce about his marriage. He said that he found that he just wasn't interested in women any more. I asked him what that meant. "Well, I guess that you could say that maybe I'm gay. It's hard for me to say for sure because I still find women attractive. Not the ones that dress like men but the ones that are very feminine. They like to wear dresses and look pretty. However, over the years I've found that the sex isn't very enjoyable and I hate the fact that every woman that I have been with isn't all that interested in sex anyway or in acting feminine. I have found that while searching the web there are some guys out there that make quite attractive women. I've never been with a man before but I couldn't help but get excited when I saw those pictures" I was shocked that he had shared this with me. I couldn't believe that I blurted out, "So, are you seeing anyone or has anyone caught your eye?" I guess that I said it in the hopes that he would say my name. He took my hand from across the table and said, "Yes, you." He quickly took his hand away and said "I'm sorry; I know that I shouldn't have done that." I smiled, reached over and took his hand and said "I feel the same way about you." I couldn't believe it. Suddenly it seemed as a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. He smiled and gave my hand a squeeze. He quickly let go as the waiter returned with the bill. Bruce paid with cash and we left. He held the door of the car open for me and touched my shoulder as I slid into the passenger seat. On the way back to the office he had his hand on my knee and he asked me if I had ever thought of dressing in women's clothes "because I think that you would look really pretty." I told him that I had tried it a couple of times but I wasn't sure if I looked pretty. This was a bit of a white lie but I really didn't think I looked that great in spite of the long hours of work. So, I didn't want to get his hopes up that I would be pretty when he saw me. When we got back to the office he pulled next to my car in the deserted parking lot and told me to wait while he got out. He came around and opened the door for me and took my hand to help me from the car. "If you don't have any plans tonight I would love to have you over for dinner. It would be great if you could dress up too. Do you have a different name while you're dressed?" "I've always thought that the name Jennifer is pretty. I'd love to come over I just hope that you're not disappointed in how I look. I've never let anyone see me dressed up. I only have a couple of pieces of clothing so don't expect anything fancy." I said. He said; "I'm sure that you'll look great. I can't imagine you looking anything but pretty." I blushed. He wrote down his phone number and directions from work. "Can I kiss you?" he asked. I was shocked because this was to be my first kiss. "Yes" I said while looking down. He lifted my chin up with his fingers and gave me a kiss on the lips. I think that was all he had in mind until he felt my arms drape over his shoulders. Next thing I knew I felt his arms around my waist and his tongue against my lips. He just gently put his tongue in my mouth and swirled it around the tip of my tongue. The wine made the kiss taste extra sweet. We broke the kiss and I smiled up at him and he smiled down at me. "See you at 6" he said. I got into the car and was hard all of the way home. It seemed like I was floating. I got home as quickly as I could and started getting ready. I showered and shaved my legs. I had the cutest little black dress. It came to a few inches above my knees and had a little bit of white lace peeking out along the bottom of the flared skirt. The shoulder straps actually came just off the shoulder. I chose a pretty pair of shiny black sandal type shoes with a thin 3-inch heel. I packed everything and headed out the door. I got to his house right at 6. It was a huge house with lots of windows on a large treed lot. When I rang the bell he answered with his intercom and told me to go to the spare bedroom off the living room. There was a full bath, which was perfect. I stripped down and started to get dressed. I put on a black silk and lace thong and matching strapless bra. I have a pair of gel inserts that do a pretty good job of giving the illusion of having breasts. They are a small b-cup and are quite realistic. I had chosen a pair of light tan stockings and held them up with a garter. I put on the dress next so as not to ruin my hair and makeup. Although my hair was a little long I wanted it longer so I put in some hair extensions that blended really well and made my hair look like it went past my shoulders. I chose red nail polish for my fingers and toes. My makeup was perfect for evening with a darker shade of blue and purple eye shadow and red glossed lips. I finally put on my ankle bracelet, a thin gold bracelet on each wrist, a couple of rings, pretty dangling earrings and a pretty gold chain necklace with a heart pendant on it. I put on my heels and a little perfume and opened the door. God, I was nervous! I heard him in the kitchen and slowly walk in. He looked up from the stove and his smile just got bigger and bigger until I thought his head would burst. He had on tan slacks, a white shirt and a jacket and he looked especially hot. "Oh my God Jennifer you look great! I mean, you really do. You look like that actress, what's her name... Katie Holmes." I smiled and said, "That's a good thing I hope." He walked over and said. "That's a very good thing." He came in for a kiss and I wrapped my arms around his neck. This kiss was much less tentative than the first. Lots of tongue and it lasted a good minute. We finally broke apart and just looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Then he picked me up and I let out a little squeal. He set me on the counter and got me a glass of wine. We talked while he finished making dinner. I offered to help but he just ignored me. When he was ready he held my hand and took me into the dining room. He had turned down the lights so the main source of light was the two candles on the table. He held out a chair for me and after I was seated he went to get dinner. There was quiet romantic music on the stereo. Dinner was pretty good. We ate and had a lot of small talk but nothing about work. I offered to clean up when we were done but he insisted that I leave it. I went to the bathroom to freshen up my makeup while he cleaned up. I came out when I was done and found him relaxing on the couch. We sat drinking wine and held hands. He asked me about the type of clothes that I like to wear. I told him that I like most everything, as long it is in some way feminine. I particularly love silk and lace. Soon we started to make out. It was wonderful; he was such a great kisser. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and started to make my move. I lowered my hand towards his cock but he stopped me. My mind was in a panic. He broke the kiss and said, `Jennifer, I really like you and want more than anything to fool around right now. But, you said that you have never done more than kiss a man and I want you to be absolutely sure that you are ready to do this. Plus, I won't do anything more than make out until I've had a couple of dates with someone, otherwise it just feels kind of cheap. Is that okay sweetheart." "My God," I thought, "He called me sweetheart and wants me to wait. I can't believe it." "That's okay, I'm sorry" I said. He told me that I have no reason to be sorry and he kissed me again. We made out for a bit longer. I couldn't get enough of him but he broke the kiss and asked me what I had been hoping all night that he would ask: "Are you free tomorrow?" I said yes and we made plans. I would come over at noon, dress casually and we would have lunch and maybe order in Chinese for dinner. The rest of the night passed with more making out and small talk. I raised the question about what would happen at work now that we had gone this far. "Well," he said "Jean and Tim are dating and I even went out with Julie a couple of times and things are still going well for all of us. I don't have a policy against it. I am concerned about what people will think given that we are both technically guys. I have had openly gay employees in the past and two even dated for a while. Nobody seemed to care and they were quite a popular couple. But let's keep it quite and if it works out, which I hope that it will, we can become more open. Heck, you look so good I wouldn't mind if you started dressing at work." I laughed. "There is absolutely no way I will dress until I am perfectly comfortable and even then I would be afraid to." "Well, if you would like to you can start dressing a little less masculine and feel free to grow your hair longer. I think that it will look pretty sexy long and you can always pull it into a ponytail. Steve has pretty long hair you know, he just keeps it kind of hidden." As he said this he gently stroked the hair back from my face and moved it up over my ears. It was a very affectionate thing to do. Of course growing my hair long excited me since I had always wanted long hair. I hate wearing wigs! Finally at midnight I decided that I had better go home. We kissed goodnight and I went in and changed and cleaned up and slipped out the door while he was still in the shower. I called him when I got home and we talked a bit before saying a soft goodnight. I woke up Sunday morning as happy and horny as can be. I told myself that regardless of what Bruce says I was going to give my first blow job ever today. I got to Bruce's at noon and let myself in. It was a nice warm day so I changed into a white thong and jean shorts. The shorts were pretty short and tight so with the thong they showed off my butt cheeks. By the way, I think that my butt is my best attribute; it's a firm round little bubble butt. I put on a cute little pink cami top with lace around the v-neck. It had a built in bra that I had rigged to accept the breast forms. I applied some daytime makeup and pink lip gloss. I did my nails in pink also and put on a pink charm bracelet, necklace and gold hoops. Finally I pulled my hair into a ponytail with an extension attached to a pink scrunchy. I was finally ready so I went out to see Bruce. Bruce was on the deck wearing shorts and a dark blue t-shirt. He heard me coming and turned around. Instead of saying hi he said "My God Jennifer, you look like you're sixteen at the most! Turn around so I can see your outfit." Well, I knew that he wanted to see my butt in this little pair of shorts, which made me feel pretty good. I turned and walked away from him. "Wow" I heard him say under his breath. He came up behind me, turned me around and gave me a deep kiss, his hands on my butt cheeks. I could feel on my stomach that he was starting to get hard so I pushed myself towards him even tighter. "So", I said, "Does it bother you that I look like I'm sixteen?" I asked. "No, in fact it's really exciting. I guess that makes me sound like a pervert since you look young enough to be my daughter." I decided to play it up and said "that doesn't make you sound like a pervert at all daddy." He laughed and I felt his now large cock throb against my belly. Now was my chance to do what I had dreamed of doing ever since I started becoming attracted to him. "Daddy, can I please give you a blowjob, pretty please?" I begged as I looked into his eyes. With that his cock got even larger, in fact so large that it was almost scary. "Are you sure pumpkin, I mean that would be great but I only want you to do it if you are absolutely sure that you want to." I answered by taking him by the hand and leading him to the couch in the living room. Before he could sit down I dropped to my knees and started to unbutton his shorts. His huge cock was straining against the fabric. I had to pull the shorts over the tip which was peeking out of the top of his tight white briefs. I normally don't think that white briefs look good but they sure looked good on him. All could think of was how huge this thing was! I mean it must be ten inches long and very thick. I looked up at him and gave the tip of his cock a little kiss. Still looking up at him I pulled his briefs down. His cock flopped against my face which made me giggle. He pulled off his shirt and lay back on the couch with his legs spread on either side of me. "Okay pumpkin, I have to warn you that I cum a lot especially is I haven't cum in a while and it's been a long while for me. In fact, sometimes I cum so much that you may choke which is the last thing that I want you to do because it may scare you away from doing it again. So, when I tell you I'm ready just jack me off okay? Sorry sweetie I shouldn't have just assumed that you were going to swallow," he said apologetically. "I couldn't imagine not swallowing daddy. That's like the prize for doing a good job." Wow, he liked when I called him daddy because it always made his cock throb. With that I leaned forward and kissed the tip again. I was so nervous but I remembered back to everything that I head read about and watched in porn movies regarding giving a blow job. I put his cock in my mouth as far as it would go which wasn't far because it was so thick. I was pretty much drooling which made it much easier to suck and also made quite a slurping sound. I really liked how it felt, so soft yet hard as a rock underneath. I alternated between sucking a kissing, all the while using my right hand to jack him off. I know he really liked to look down at me between sighs to see me looking up at him with his dick in my mouth. I started to notice pre-cum which I would lick up. It tasted pretty good, warm and salty and for some reason not at all like I thought it would. His breathing became more labored and I knew he was close. It had only been about 5 minutes when he said that he was ready. I just got my mouth off in time when the first spurt jetted out of his cock. It must have flown 3 feet in the air before it landed on his tight smooth stomach. He just kept cumming and cumming. I mean it was just like the porn star Peter North. Finally it slowed to a dribble. It was a mess, there was cum everywhere. I looked down at my hand and it had a coating of cum. Well, it's now or never, I thought. I looked up at Bruce who had just opened his eyes and was looking at me through still labored breath. I brought my hand to my face and licked a bit of cum off. I am happy to say that I really enjoyed the taste. "That was spectacular pumpkin, thank you." "No," I said, "thank you. It was a lot of fun!" He smiled and said, "God, what a mess, I better get cleaned up." As he started to rise I gently pushed him back down and proceeded to start licking the cum off him. It took about 2 or 3 minutes but I finally licked it all up looking at Bruce the whole time. I had worked my way up to his face and was afraid that he wouldn't kiss me. However, my fears soon disappeared as he pulled my face to his and gave me a long deep kiss. "Now its daddy's turn" he nervously said. I stopped him because I had already cum in my thong and something about the way that he said it made me think that he wasn't too sure about doing it. "Listen, you obviously aren't sure about this. I mean, I am the girl and you are definitely the guy. Just by giving you a blow job I already came in my panties. In fact, I'm going to have to change. So, you don't have to do it because it wouldn't seem right." "But sweetheart, it's only fair." "No it isn't. Now let me get cleaned up and I'll meet you back on the deck." He gave me a kiss and a pat on the butt as I sauntered away. Luckily I had brought quite an assortment of clothes. There was some of his cum on my cami so I would have to change that too. I scooped the cum up with my finger and licked it off, savoring the wonderful flavor. I changed into a cute little sundress. It was white with a pretty flower pattern. It had thin spaghetti straps and a three tiered skirt with a little ribbon on one side of the waist. It came to about mid thigh. I also put on a pair of 1 inch heeled white slip on shoes. I walked out on the deck and when Bruce looked up I gave a little twirl and asked him how I looked. "You look absolutely adorable pumpkin. Now get over here so I can kiss you." We ate hamburgers on the deck and just enjoyed one another's company. I learned a lot more about him. His parents lived in Florida, and he had a younger brother and older sister. He showed me pictures and I could see that the entire family was blessed with good looks. He also warned me that his brother and sister would both stop by unexpectedly, especially since the divorce. He also said that he was going to tell both of them about me and since his brother was gay and the family accepted that there wouldn't be a problem. Bruce showed me around the house after we ate. It was beautiful although it needed a woman's touch. I was intrigued when I saw a bunch of pictures that he had taken. He was an amateur photo and film buff. He showed me a great video he had taken while on a hike. It was pretty professional looking. He then asked if he could take some pictures of me. I was embarrassed but agreed. He took some great pictures of me both inside the house and outside. I must say that I was pretty pleased with my appearance. I looked better than I thought. He said that he would love to take more of me in different outfits next weekend if I was up to it. I happily agreed. He asked me to show him the types of clothes that I liked to wear. He brought his laptop out and we snuggled on the couch while I went to a bunch of different sites. I really like Nordstrom, Saks 5th Avenue and Dillard's. We looked at everything. He seemed to like my taste, which is pretty much anything feminine. I love camisoles and miniskirts a lot. I also think Capri pants look really cute for some reason. And of course I love dresses, especially sundresses. We must have spent 2 hours looking at clothes before we realized that we were both hungry so Bruce ordered Chinese. After dinner he asked me what I wanted out of life. Boy what a loaded question. I thought about it for a minute. "Well, I must say that I have really been enjoying being able to be dressed and have someone appreciate it. I am beginning to wonder what it would be like to get married to someone and be a stay at home wife. You know, kind of like in the Leave it to Beaver days. Dinner's on the table when the husband gets home, you bring him a drink while he's reading the paper, your always dressed really pretty. Things like that." "Wow, you sound like the woman of every man's dream" he said with a chuckle. He kissed me and the next thing I knew I was down on my knees again unzipping his pants. This time it lasted a lot longer since I had already relieved him earlier in the day. I was able to really make love to his cock with my mouth. I also kept my focus on his face. It was wonderful to see the effect that I was having on him. I was really turned on by the sounds of my jewelry as my head bobbed up and down and the loud slurping noises that I was making. Not being a pro at this my mouth started to get tired after 15 minutes. Luckily he was getting close. Now that I knew how much he came I was prepared to keep him in my mouth. He warned me but I just kept the head in my mouth while jacking him off and looked up at him. He started to cum. I swallowed the first jet okay but his cock popped out of my mouth and the second one hit me on my cheek. I was able to get him back in and he finished off in my mouth. I kept him in my mouth until he was completely drained. I slid back up next to him on the couch and he gave me a kiss. He stopped when he noticed the cum on my cheek. "Oh my God pumpkin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cum on your face." I giggled. "I don't mind, you can cum on my face whenever you want." With that I took his index finger and used it to wipe some of the cum from my cheek. I looked at it, looked him straight in the eye and licked the cum from his finger. "Jennifer, I have to say that that was one of the sexiest things that I have ever seen. Would you like some more?" "I sure would, it tastes great." He took his finger and got a little more from my cheek. I lunged forward to get to it and I sucked it off his finger. Boy, he sure liked that. He teased me with the last bit. He held his finger just out of reach and when I lunged for it he pulled away. "Don't you dare!" I laughed and I grabbed his hand and licked the last of the cum off of his finger. He pulled me in for a long kiss and I snuggled up next to him feeling contented and secure for the first time in a very long time. Sadly it was getting late and I still had some things to do before I went to sleep. We kissed and I got changed and left. I was nervous when I went into work on Monday because I wasn't sure what to expect. I walked in acting as if nothing had happened. When Bruce arrived he walked by my desk, winked and said good morning. I just smiled very shyly. After about an hour Bruce called me into his office which wasn't all that unusual. He asked me to close the door which again wasn't all that odd. When I did he came up to me and gave me a big kiss. It now felt weird to kiss while I was in guy mode. I think that Bruce kind of felt the same way. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist myself." He said. "Believe me, I don't mind. But it is a little strange to do it when both of us are in guy mode." He agreed. "Well, let's try to get to work. I hope that I can make it through the week without doing something silly in front of everyone." With that he patted me on the butt and opened the door. It was a very long week. I began to think that some of the people in the office noticed that something was going on between me and Bruce. But this was probably just paranoia. On Friday morning Bruce called me to his office. He said that I could leave at noon because of the extra time I had put in the previous weekend. He also gave me a key to his house and asked me to try to be dressed when he got home and that he had left me a little surprise on his dresser and I was to stay out of the spare bedroom. I practically ran out of the office at noon. He said that he was going to leave early and should be home by 4. I went to my place and packed a bunch of things because I was hoping that we could make an entire weekend of it. I let myself in and immediately ran to the dresser in his room. The house smelled great because he had gotten dinner going in the crock pot before work. He obviously knew his way around the kitchen. There was a large wrapped box with a red rose in a vase on top. The note read: "I hope that you like it babe." Wow, I thought, he's got all sorts of great pet names for me already. This sure was going fast. I quickly opened the box which was from Nordstrom and inside was a beautiful short slinky black silk slip dress. I couldn't believe it because I had seen it offered online for over $300! The dress was a size 4 which was a little loose especially because with the plunging neckline I couldn't get my breast forms to work. This bummed me out a little but there really wasn't anything that I could do. Hopefully Bruce wouldn't mind. There was another small box which I opened up next. It contained a beautiful gold chain necklace. You know the kind with multiple chains so it looked like I had 5 necklaces on instead of just one. Also in the box was a pair of gold chandelier earrings and several gold bracelets. This easily must have cost a couple hundred dollars! Wow, he spared no expense to make his woman happy! I was so excited that I didn't realize how late I was running. I quickly got dressed. I put my hair in a sexy up-do with tendrils hanging down. I had spent a lot of time all week practicing and had gotten quite good at styling my hair. I put on some darker makeup with sexy dark red lips and nails. When I finished getting dressed I had never felt more feminine in my life. I also looked like I was in my early twenties rather than my late teens. Bruce arrived just as I finished up. I felt so sexy. "Pumpkin, are you here" he called. I made my way down the spiral staircase and he gave out a whistle when he saw me. "Wow, it looks like my little girl has grown up." I sauntered up to him and said "Thank you daddy, I can't believe it. It's so beautiful." "Well, Daddy wants his little girl to look her best" he said. We then kissed long and hard. "I got you a few other things" he said after we broke our kiss. He took my hand and led me to the spare room. Inside were about 10 wrapped boxes. I was shocked. He asked if he could videotape the event which was fine by me. He had me sit on the bed and he handed me one box at a time. Here's a list of what he got me: A bunch of accessories for my hair; scrunchies, bows, etc. Two pair of Capri pants; one blue and one red. About ten camisoles. Three pair of shorts; pink, white and red. A pink jean miniskirt A flippy blue jean miniskirt A little red plaid schoolgirl skirt. A really cute pink and white sundress. A pretty long white dress with a flower pattern. And finally a tiny white crop t-shirt with "Daddy's Little Girl" across the chest. I was so excited that I showered him with thank you's and kisses. "Now I want you to wear everything at least once this weekend even if it means that you have to spend tonight and tomorrow night here." "That's fine with me" I answered. "Now, keep yourself busy while I shower and change. But don't change yet because I want you to wear your dress for dinner." He said as he fondled my ass. God that felt great through the silk fabric of the dress. I went into the kitchen and prepared the table while he took his shower. He came down looking very handsome in slacks and a tight black Henley shirt. He scolded me for getting the table ready but laughed when I told him that it was my womanly duty. I couldn't believe it but after dinner we actually danced for a bit. I must say that it felt wonderful. Afterwards I changed into a pair of Capri pants and a cami and we snuggled on the couch and watched TV while we drank some wine. At about 11 he said "I hope that you'll stay the night. But don't feel pressured to sleep in the same bed as me." "Are you kidding?" I asked. "How else am I supposed to thank you for all of the wonderful gifts. I can't wait to get to bed and suck that huge beautiful cock of yours and taste your wonderful cum." That was all he needed to hear. He picked me up and carried me upstairs. I had brought some stuff to clean myself inside even though I knew that I wasn't ready to go all of the way with him yet, especially since it looked as if his mammoth cock would split me in two. After making sure that I was clean I changed into a cute pink babydoll and walked into the bedroom. Bruce whistled and said "Let daddy take a look at you." I gave a little twirl and jumped on the bed. He was naked under the sheets so after I kissed him I crawled down and took his already hard cock in my mouth. He got more verbal than in the past saying things like "that's it pumpkin suck daddy's cock good and damn you give great head for a beginner." Hearing him talk like this really turned me on. He came fairly quickly. This time I held his cum in my mouth and when he was done I opened my mouth so that he could see the cum. Then I swallowed it and opened my mouth again. He grabbed me and pulled me into him and gave me a deep kiss. Then he rolled me on my back and started to work his way down between my legs. "Bruce, please, you don't have to do this." "But I want to" he said. Then he lifted up my legs and started to lick my asshole! I couldn't believe it, the incredibly wonderful feeling quickly made me forget that it was kind of gross. "Daddy, what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly. "I'm eating you out just like a good man does to his girlfriend." He replied with a smile. The feeling was intense. It only took about 30 seconds to cum. He took a scoop of cum and licked it up. "That doesn't taste half bad" he said and he proceeded to lick me clean. He was hard again so I sucked him one last time, letting him cum directly down my throat. I then snuggled up to him and the next thing I knew it was the next morning. Bruce was still asleep so I snuck out of bed and ran downstairs to shower and get dressed. Just like at work the previous Monday I was apprehensive because I wasn't sure about how he'd react the morning after we slept together. My fears were soon relieved because after his shower he came down and gave me a big kiss. "Did you sleep okay pumpkin?" I said yes and asked him if he liked my outfit. I had on a pink cami with a pair of white shorts and had put my hair in a high ponytail. He asked me to walk around for him and told me that I had the sexiest butt he had ever seen. Feeling daring and a little euphoric over the previous night I said, "If you keep this up it will be yours to do with as you please." He liked this because he grabbed my ass as he kissed me. "That will be great but since you are a virgin and you're also daddy's little girl it will be a while before we get to that point." "I can wait" I said "As long as I get to suck your cock as often as possible." "Feel free to suck daddy's cock whenever you want to pumpkin." He said with a grin. With that I got on my knees, pulled the monster out and sucked it until he came in my mouth. I was getting used to swallowing his huge loads but I wanted him to see me swallow too because he liked it so much. So whenever he came directly in my mouth I would open wide so that he could see it and then I would swallow and open again so he knew it was all down my throat. I spent the rest of the weekend changing clothes every few hours and started to learn my way around the kitchen. I even made dinner that night and breakfast Sunday morning. Sunday morning I also thought it would be fun to dress in one of his shirts. I picked out a white shirt from his closet and put it on over a white bra and thong. The shirt came down to just above my knees. He thought that I looked very sexy. Sadly I had some errands to run so I had to leave late Sunday afternoon. As a goodbye put on the daddy's little girl t-shirt and I gave him another blow job. I also asked him to videotape it for posterity's sake. Before he was ready to cum I popped his cock out of my mouth, looked at him and said "Please cum on my face daddy." How could he say no? He shot perhaps his biggest load yet about a minute later. I jacked him off about a foot from my open mouth. A little went in but it mainly coated my face in long ribbons. He got it all on tape looking down at me with the camera. When he finally finished I wiped the cum off my face with his cock and licked it all up. We kissed goodbye before I showered and changed. Work had become more and more difficult. I was so distracted every time that I saw him. Luckily we were posed for a 4 day weekend. 4th of July was on a Thursday and Bruce gave us the day off on Friday as well. I finally had a long weekend to spend with him. On that Monday Bruce told me to go online and spend up to $1,000 buying clothes and makeup. He handed me $1,000 in cash to cover the cost. I tried to say no but he told me that he would be really mad if I didn't do it. He obviously had quite a bit of money so $1,000 wasn't a big deal to him. I went nuts and ordered all sorts of accessories which I had always neglected because money had been too tight to spend it on that sort of stuff. I got several pairs of shoes both casual and sexy, good makeup, some jewelry and some lingerie. I also got some really cute clothes, especially things that I could easily wear in public if I ever had the opportunity. I also got better, more realistic, breast forms. They were a smaller B-cup. I hate the overdone breast sizes and these fit my body type quite well. They were also good enough to wear with a v-neck cami without looking fake. That opportunity to go out in public came Thursday night. Bruce had me wear a pair of tight blue jeans that really accentuated my butt, tennis shoes and a pink twin-set with pretty lace at the breast line. We went to see the fireworks by the lake. It was dusk so I felt pretty comfortable that nobody would be able to tell I wasn't really a girl. But, just being with Bruce and the way that he didn't seem at all nervous that I'd be found out gave me a lot of confidence. We snuggled on a blanket, had some wine and we actually kissed in public! Nobody could see though so I guess it didn't officially count. His hand was on my butt every time we walked around. I loved the feel of him caressing me there. We spent the rest of the weekend at home. Bruce ate me out 4 times! And I gave him so many blow jobs I lost count. I found that the furthest I could get him in was a little over half way. Hopefully with practice I could deep throat him. We were both becoming more and more verbal. We'd talk really dirty. One time he actually used the word bitch while I was blowing him. He apologized immediately but I assured him that I didn't mind. Obviously the bitch name came out a little more often after that, but only during sex. The rest of the time I was sweetie, babe, daddy's little girl, things like that. One night I even him jacked him off into a martini glass and I drank it. He sure loved that one! We would videotape most of the time and he would often take pictures of me, both sexual and non-sexual. He got quite a few with his dick in my mouth and shots of him cumming on my face. He even started to finger fuck me. At first it hurt but by the end of the weekend he could get two fingers in me. It was still somewhat painful but very satisfying at the same time. I was getting really excited to go further but still wasn't ready yet. We were really becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. I did all of the cooking and cleaning and laundry and stuff. He even got used to asking me to bring him a beer while he was working on the computer or watching TV. Of course I relished all of it. I started to grow my hair and at work would dress a little more feminine. No bras or anything but I always wore a thong. The following weekend we were surprised by his brother. He stopped by at about noon on Saturday just as I was serving Bruce his lunch. Luckily I wasn't dressed too sexy. I had on a pair of red Capri pants and a white cardigan which was unbuttoned with a red lace camisole. Bruce introduced me as his girlfriend. God that felt great! His name was Jeff and he was really sweet and I immediately felt comfortable around him. I overheard him tell Bruce that I was hot and that he sure was robbing the cradle. Two weeks later we had to work on the weekend. He had me dress in a black skirt and white blouse with heels. I was a little nervous that one of my co-workers would come in but found that I got comfortable very quickly. Maybe dressing at work wouldn't be so bad after all. Oh, and yes I did crawl under his desk and give him head. Bruce and I had been dating about two months before my dream came true. He took me out to dinner at a very fancy restaurant. I wore the first little black slip dress that he had bought for me and put my hair in a cute up-do. He asked me to try to make myself look a little older so that when he would kiss me people wouldn't think that he was robbing the cradle too much, even though he was. He had given me a pair of chandelier earrings, a pretty gold necklace and some gold bracelets. When I was ready Bruce looked me up and down, whistled and said that I could pass for my early twenties. Dinner was wonderful. The waiter called me Miss and held my chair out for me. Bruce did the ordering and although the waiter seemed hesitant he brought a bottle of wine with a glass for both Bruce and me. It was a lovely evening. We even danced to a couple of slow songs. I was in heaven. The kicker was, on the last song he pulled a little away from me, looked in my eyes and said "I love you"!!!! I was shocked. I didn't know what to say and he seemed to get a little worried about my silence until I told him that I loved him too. For the very first time we kissed in public for all to see. Afterwards all I could say was "let's go home". I snuggled up to Bruce as he drove home. We didn't say anything but it was a comfortable silence. It was late so we both took a shower separately before going to bed. I decided that this was going to be the night. Bruce was going to make love to me whether he liked it or not. I was sure that he wouldn't turn me down. I cleaned myself up good inside and out and put on a very sexy little white baby doll. I left my hair down. It had gotten quite long and had a wave to it so it looked very feminine. I did my best to look as young as possible. I thought that I looked to be fourteen or fifteen. Bruce was lying in bed with his usual huge hard on. I slowly walked to the bed with Bruce ogling me the whole way. I got on the bed and crawled on top of him. I lowered my head, looked him straight in the eyes and said "Daddy, please make love to me." "Are you sure pumpkin" he whispered. "Yes, I want to feel you inside of me. And I want you to videotape our first time together." That was all he needed to hear. He jumped up and got the camera ready. It was also hooked into the TV so we could make sure it was capturing everything. I took out the lube and gave it to Bruce. He decided to eat me out first and we spent a few minutes in a 69. Then he gently used his fingers to get me nice and slippery. He put some on his dick too. Bruce towered over me. I was spread eagle on the bed below him. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and grabbed his hard slippery cock. He placed it at my hole and told me to relax. I tried very hard to relax but it was still a very tight fit. It hurt like hell until he got the head in. I was amazed at how wonderful it felt in spite of the pain. He would gently move in a little further and then back out. I began to moan and groan and squeal louder and louder from the pleasure and the pain. Before I knew it I felt his balls against my ass. "I'm all of the way in babe, how does it feel?" I could barely talk. "That feels wonderful daddy!" I exclaimed, even though I felt like I was going to split in two. Slowly he began to fuck me. I was making so much noise that I was sure that all of the neighbors could hear. Bruce was grunting and groaning as he began to fuck me with more and more passion. We were poring sweat and I must have cum 3 times while he was inside of me. Soon he announced that he was going to cum. He plowed into me all the way to the hilt and I felt pulse after pulse of hot cum shoot up into me. I was complete. Bruce rolled over and we looked into each other's eyes and at the same time said "I love you." We snuggled and kissed until he finally softened and popped out of me. I could feel his cum pour out. Soon we both fell asleep. I fixed Bruce breakfast in bed the next morning. I guess that after saying and making the L word Bruce decided that we were just too much of an item to stay silent any longer. "Jennifer, I would really prefer to only see you as a girl from now on. If you're okay with it I would like to let the office in on our little secret on Monday and ask that you only dress as a girl from now on. Are you okay with that?" After all that had happened how could I say no! "I'm a little nervous. I mean, I'm sure that nobody will be surprised that we're an item but I'm afraid of the reaction when they find out about my dressing. But, I trust your judgment so let's go for it." "Since you're going to be dressing as a woman from now on it wouldn't work for you to dress at your place. And, since it takes you FOREVER to get ready I think it would be great if you could move in here with me." I couldn't believe it! "There is nothing that I would like more than to wake up next to you every morning," I excitedly replied. Bruce said that he would recruit his brother and best friend Randy to help with the move. I had yet to meet Randy but judging by the pictures I saw of him he was pretty good looking. Bruce said that he had divorced about a year ago and was still gun shy about women. He also had a son that was a senior in high school. Bruce had told him of our situation and he seemed okay with it. Most of my girl clothes were already at Bruce's but I ran home to get a carload of other things that I would need as well as the rest of my clothes. Bruce let me put everything in the spare room which had kind of become mine in the short time that we had been dating. Eventually Bruce even painted it a pretty pink and put in a computer for me to buy clothes. I had some fun printing out pictures of cute guys and hanging them on the wall. "Typical for a girl's room" Bruce laughed. On Monday I wore my hair down, a cream shirt and black slacks. Although I still looked male it may have confused some people. Nobody at work gave it a second thought since I had been getting a little more daring every week. At noon Bruce had lunch brought in and we all sat down in the break room. Bruce came in and chatted with everyone. Once we had all eaten he stood beside me and asked for everyone's attention. "A lot has been happening in my life lately and I wanted to share a few things with you. Hopefully you won't be too shocked. First off, I'm gay." "We know!" Was the response from everyone in the room. There was a lot of laughter, Bruce turned red and I could feel my face turning red as well. Bruce composed himself, laughed and said, "Okay, well maybe my second announcement will come as a surprise." "You and Ken are lovers" Janet yelled out. Bruce asked Janet why she thought him and I were lovers and Janet said "My God it's been so obvious since Ken started working here that you wanted to get into each other's pants!" Bruce and I both turned bright red. "Very tactfully said Janet" Bruce said with a grin. Bruce put his hand on my shoulder, gave it a squeeze and said that Janet was right and he and I were dating. Several people screamed "We won"! It seems that there had been a bet about this very subject and a couple of people had lost quite a bit of money. There was; however, quite a bit of congratulations from everyone. "Okay, smart alecks; this last one will come as a surprise. Ken will now go by the name Jennifer." Janet said, "I knew it but nobody would take the bet!" There was a lot of laughter at this. Someone must have seen how red I had turned and they yelled out that it was okay as long as it made me and Bruce happy. There was a lot of agreement in the room. Obviously Bruce had been thinking of doing this for a while because when we went back to our desks I noticed that he had already replaced my old nametag with one that read Jennifer. Most everyone came by my desk at one point or another and offered their congratulations. Most of them also told me that they thought that I would look beautiful and they couldn't wait to see me in a dress. Over the next couple of weeks I slowly dressed more and more feminine. I wore a little more makeup from day-to-day, more jewelry, things like that. It took me about 3 weeks before I wore a skirt. It was long and black and I wore it with a red silk shirt. Janet complemented me every day on my fashion sense and makeup. We were becoming more and more like girlfriends and it felt so right. We even started to go shopping at lunch. Eventually I felt comfortable enough to wear shorter skirts and skirt suits. Bruce obviously enjoyed this. Bruce moved me into his place 2 weeks after asking me to move in with him. I had packed all of my guy clothes and put them in his basement. I never wanted to wear them again but strange things do happen and I didn't want to be totally without guy clothes. Bruce's friend Randy was very sweet. I found it hard to believe that he wasn't with someone and wondered about trying to fix him up with one of the girl's at the office. Bruce firmly squashed that idea because he had bad experiences with things like that in the past. "Besides" he said "Randy seems to be very happy on his own at the moment." "Yeah, but I'm sure that he needs some loving every now and again." "He did mention that he needed to get laid. Funny, he said that several times after you walked by." "Really? That's pretty flattering, especially since he's straight." We left it at that. Bruce and I settled into a wonderful routine. After I became accustomed to getting fucked we did it every day. He loved how verbal I was when he was fucking me. Sometimes he would call me and just be sitting there with a hard on. He'd either say suck it bitch or have a seat babe, which always made me laugh. Most often we would make love but sometimes he'd do things like bend me over the kitchen table after I cleared the dishes and fuck my brains out. He was enjoying cumming on my face more and more and watching me lick up his cum. He would cum on my plate after dinner and have me scoop it up with a spoon and eat it. Once he brought some popcorn in a bowl into the living room while we were watching a movie. I grabbed a handful and found that he had jacked off and cum on the popcorn. That sure made for an interesting flavor. I became very comfortable going out and we would go out to dinner often. Sometimes his brother and sister would come along or we'd invite his friend Randy. One night after a particularly intense fuck Bruce asked me what my sexual fantasies were. I told him that there was only one remaining and that was to be with more than one guy at the same time. "You know," Bruce said "if you're interested in making your fantasy come true I'm sure that Randy wouldn't mind tag teaming you." "Stop joking around" I said as I turned bright red. "Well, I'm offering to make a fantasy of yours come true. And, there is no one other than Randy that I would like you to experience your fantasy with." "Let me think about it." I said. Although I was really intrigued by the idea I wasn't sure if Bruce was. I know that I wouldn't want to share him with another woman. About a week later Bruce brought it up again. Randy was going to come over on Saturday to watch a boring baseball game. I grilled him to make absolutely sure that he wanted to do this. I was also worried about randy's response but Bruce said that Randy kept talking about how good looking I am and he asked if I was any good in bed. "You better have said something good!" "I didn't get into too much detail but believe me, it was all good." So, I agreed to the idea and we hatched our plan. Bruce even put in 2 hidden cameras to record the action. He felt that it was okay since we had no plans to put them on the web. Randy arrived at about two on Saturday. I was upstairs when I heard Bruce call me. "Babe, Randy's here. Could you bring us a couple of beers." I had just finished getting ready. I had on my shortest little miniskirt. It was a really tight black mini and when I bent over you could see the black thong. I also wore a tight little black lace cropped cami that showed my nipples and a pair of black high heels. I went for a high ponytail with a couple of tendrils hanging down. This made sure that my hair stayed out of the way. I finished it off with some big hoop earrings, lots of rings and bracelets and a chandelier necklace and a couple of ankle bracelets. Last but not least I had lubed myself up really good. I walked downstairs and poured them each a beer. I was a little nervous when I walked into the den. Randy's back was to me but Bruce saw me a let out a wolf whistle. Randy turned around and his jaw about hit the floor. I smiled and said "Hi Randy" and gave him a kiss on the cheek. After handing them their beers I bent over the coffee table in front of Randy and removed a couple of magazines. They were Seventeen, Glamour and things like that. Bruce called me over and patted his lap. "Damn it Bruce, tell her to put some clothes on. I can't take it." Bruce laughed and snuck his hand up under my skirt. "Come on Randy, she dresses like this all of the time." "Bruce, this isn't fair. It's been a long time for me and I can't take this sort of thing." I could see the hard on pushing up against his jeans. "All right Randy I can either have her change or I can have her suck your dick. Which is it?" "Are you serious?" Randy exclaimed. "Sweetheart, would you mind sucking your Uncle Randy's cock?" "Not at all daddy. Would you like a blow job uncle Randy?" Randy looked at Bruce and me and seeing that we were serious he said "Sure." I slipped off of Bruce's lap and crawled over to Randy. I crawled between his legs, looked up at him and said "Hi!" I slowly lowered his zipper and tugged down his shorts and underwear. He had a decent size cock with a cute little bend in it. I gave it a little kiss. I had him strip down so he was totally naked. Bruce was also getting naked. Randy finished getting undressed and before he could sit down I grabbed his flopping cock and put it in my mouth. Bruce came up on the other side and slapped my face with his cock. I reached out and stroked it while sucking Randy's cock. Soon I was alternating between cocks. Randy didn't last long and announced that he was going to cum. I stopped sucking and jacked him off onto my face and into my open mouth. Bruce then pulled out and jacked himself off on my face. I was absolutely covered in cum. Bruce took his cock and slapped my face with it a few times. "How was it Randy," Bruce asked. "Fucking spectacular" Randy panted. Bruce pulled me up by my hand, slapped my ass kind of hard and said "Get us some beers woman. And don't clean yourself up." I sauntered off feeling very sexy and grabbed us all a couple of drinks. When I got back Randy was telling Bruce how spectacular I was. Bruce said "Yeah, my little girl's one fine cock sucker." I handed them their drinks and sat down on Randy's lap. He had his free hand all over me. We talked and I would periodically take small scoops of cum from my face and chest and lick them up. I could feel Randy getting hard again. "Daddy, Uncle Randy is getting hard again." "Okay pumpkin, get us a couple of beers and we'll do you again." I ran to the kitchen and got some more drinks. I handed them their drinks and Bruce told me to lie down over the arm of the couch. Bruce came over and smacked my ass which was pointed in the air. "Wanna fuck her Randy, she's great?" Randy didn't respond he just walked over and shoved his cock hard into my ass. Bruce came and lay on the couch in front of me and pushed my head onto his cock. It felt like I was on a spit. Randy was fucking me like a rabbit, pausing just long enough to slap my ass, and Bruce was pushing my head down on his cock. I almost choked once and Bruce apologized for being so rough. He calmed down and was much gentler after that. Randy announced that he was going to cum and Bruce told me to roll over. He moved out of the way and Randy Jacked off all over my body. Meanwhile Bruce was jacking off over my half filled beer glass and he shot a good size load in it. When he was done he handed me the glass. I looked at both him and Randy and drank the glass of cum laced beer all the way down. I was pleasantly surprised when both Bruce and Randy gave me a deep French kiss. I can't describe how I felt. It wasn't dirty at all but it had changed me. I felt much more sexual than before; if that was possible. Bruce said that we should all get cleaned up. I was a complete cum covered mess and had to completely shower and redo my makeup. This time I came down dressed in the little schoolgirl miniskirt that Bruce had bought me. I put on a white shirt tied above my bellybutton and open down to the tie so my breasts showed very clearly because I wasn't wearing a bra. I also put on a pair of knee socks and Mary Jane shoes. My hair was in pigtails. I brought each of them a drink and they both whistled at me. I snuggled up between them and read a Seventeen magazine while they watched the rest of the game. I gave Randy one last blowjob before he left. He came in my mouth which I showed him before I swallowed. He gave me a kiss and thanked both of us. When Randy left Bruce asked me how I felt. "Very sexy and not at all dirty. I was kind of worried about that." "Well pumpkin I must say that I have never participated in anything as sexy as that. You were incredible. Let me know if you ever want to do that again. I'm sure that Randy would like to." "Are you sure daddy?" "Yes sweetheart. You are welcome to fuck any of my friends as long as you do it with me present. It would just seem like cheating if I wasn't around to join in." I let him know that I would never fuck anyone else unless he wanted me to. Bruce kissed me and gently made love to me on the couch. I made dinner with his cum running down my leg. Over the next couple of months I was tag teamed by Bruce and Randy three more times. Each time left me feeling wonderful. Bruce even got Randy to agree to being videotaped although he never told him about the first time. We also showed Randy a lot of our homemade tapes and pictures. Randy also brought his son around for a couple of barbeques. He was pretty cute and always looked me up and down. I would always put a little show on for him to get him hot and bothered. Bruce and I had been living together for about 10 months when he called me into his office on a Friday. Clients had been in that morning so I had on my pretty red skirt suit. Bruce closed the door and asked me to sit down. He had a serious look on my face and I started to get very nervous. I mean, I had invested my life in this, what would happen if he broke up with me? He sat on his desk directly in front of me. "First let me say that I love working with you but I'm afraid that I am going to have to let you go." What little blood was left drained from my face and I almost passed out. He then kneeled down in front of my, pulled a small jewel box from his pocket, opened it up and there was the biggest engagement ring I had ever seen before in my life! "Will you make me the happiest man in the world by agreeing to be my wife?" I was shocked. I just gaped at the ring and didn't say anything. All of the sudden I noticed that he had a funny look on his face and I realized that I hadn't given him an answer. "Yes" I screamed!!!! With that he slipped on the ring and gave me such a big hug that I was worried he would crush me to death. The ring weighed a ton. "I'm sorry honey but I just have to ask you how much did this thing cost?" "You'll see. That will be the first thing out of Janet's mouth when we tell everyone." With that he took my hand and let me out to the office. "Can I have your attention everyone? I would like to announce that I have let Jennifer go effective in two weeks. If you have to know it's because I feel that it wouldn't be a good idea to have my future wife working for me." It took a second to dawn on everyone but all of the women soon made a beeline to hug both of us and look at the ring. Of course Bruce was right and the first thing that Janet asked was how much the boulder cost. After much haggling and narrowing down Janet finally got him to admit that he had spent around $100,000 on the ring! Janet asked Bruce if she and I could leave early to look at wedding dresses. While we were out I asked Janet if she would be my maid of honor which she happily accepted. I would ask Bruce's sister to be an attendant if Bruce wanted to have two people stand up at the wedding. Of course he picked his brother as best man and Randy as another attendant. Bruce and I planned for an August wedding. That only gave us about 4 months but it was going to be a relatively small wedding but still quite formal. I didn't plan on inviting any family and my only real friends were those at work. Nobody in my family had tried to contact me after I told my mom about me and Bruce. I was concerned about money since I no longer had a job. Bruce gave me a $75,000 allowance for the wedding and was going to give me $3,000 per month in living expenses since I was to be a stay-at-home wife. I couldn't complain about that! I can't believe it but I was able to spend almost the entire $75,000 allowance for my wedding items. Okay, let me describe the dress. It has a rounded lace bustier top with a deep v-neck. It was backless, and by backless I mean that there was pretty much no back whatsoever. It went to a v just above the start of my butt crack! The front was attached to the back by very thin straps covered in diamonds. The skirt was a princess type, floor length with a big puffy skirt. The neatest thing was that the skirt was actually in 2 pieces. This allowed me to remove the lower part of the skirt so I could sit and dance at the reception. The remaining skirt was really short, of course. It puffed out much like a ballerina's skirt and just covered my butt. The bridesmaids were to wear slinky red dresses. They had slits up one side that went just about to the strap on their thong. Both girls loved them since they liked to show off their bodies. Two months prior to the wedding Bruce gave me a wonderful surprise. I was going to get breast implants! I spent a lot of time looking at photos and found the perfect size and one that used new technology. You could actually pump them up a little to make them look larger. So, I could go from a small B to a large B. Bruce had no idea what I had chosen since he wanted to be surprised. The recovery time was about 10 days so I scheduled the surgery for two weeks before the wedding. I made Bruce promise that we would stay apart until the wedding day. He was to spend the two weeks at Randy's house and would have to get by with watching our homemade videos. Of course we talked a lot on the phone. The wedding day was absolutely beautiful. We were to have the vows outside in a lovely gazebo and then a beautiful reception at a great restaurant that had been reserved for the night just for our wedding party. I hadn't seen Bruce since the surgery so he had no idea what to expect. I decided to pump my breasts up to a large B cup which filled out the bustier quite well. Talk about heaving breasts! It took about 4 hours to get ready. I had my makeup and hair professionally done. I was really nervous when I was told that it was time to go. A hush fell over the crowd as I walked out. Bruce gave me a huge smile when he saw me. He looked so handsome standing at the alter. Bruce said his vow. "Jennifer, I now take you to be my wedded wife, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy relationship of marriage. I promise to love and comfort you, honor and keep you, and forsaking all others, I will be yours alone as long as we both shall live." I followed with, "Bruce, I now take you to be my wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy relationship of marriage. I promise to love you and obey you, honor and keep you, and forsaking all others, I will be yours alone as long as we both shall live." "I now pronounce you husband and wife!" Bruce lifted my veil and we kissed long and hard. The pastor introduced us as Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Rose. The reception was a blur. I got a lot of complements on my dress and Bruce got a lot of congratulations from the guys when they saw my dress after I removed the full skirt. We left with the party still in full swing. Bruce checked us in to the fanciest hotel in town. Of course we made love until dawn. Bruce had packed everything that I would need for the honeymoon and I wasn't allowed to look at it at all. He would pick out what I wore at all times. I think that obey part of the vows had already gone to his head! Anyway, for the flight to Florida I got to wear a pair of red Capri's with a white cropped sweater twin-set. We stayed at the airport hotel in Miami. Of course he fucked my brains out all night. In the morning he had me put on an extremely short and tight white sundress with a flower pattern and white 3 inch heels. I only wore a white silk thong and no bra so my tits bounced freely and my nipples showed through the thin fabric of the dress. We got on a small jet. There were 2 other male/female couples on board but I could tell that both females were trannies and sadly they didn't look overly convincing. However, they looked very happy which was nice. There were 3 pretty good looking male couples on board as well. As soon as we took off two of the male couples started making out pretty hot and heavy. Bruce took my hand and led me to the bathroom. We went into the same bathroom which luckily was larger than the ones on a regular plane. And, you guessed it, we joined the mile high club. He insisted that when he was ready to cum he would pull out and I would jack him off into my open mouth. Some of his cum got on my face and he fingered it off and let me lick it off. We left the bathroom and walked back to our seats with his hand up my dress, fondling my ass. Of course everyone saw and we got big smiles. The couple next to us introduced themselves as Brian and Tom. Tom was hot and definitely a top. Brian was pretty cute and had a sweet way about him. Bruce introduced me as his wife. I just loved that! We chatted and had a couple of drinks. We finally landed and stepped out onto the tarmac at a really small airfield. There was a bus waiting for us. Our bags were loaded and we sat next to Brian and Tom. It was a very small pretty island and we drove to what appeared to be the only resort. We walked into the lobby and our bags were brought in for us. I noticed that everyone was male and they all were wearing next to nothing. A tall white gentleman in his early fifties greeted us and had us sit down in a small room. He asked our names and had our bags taken to our room for us. He then proceeded to tell us about the rules of the resort. Clothing was optional except for in the restaurant, the bar and the lobby area. However, the rules in the bar were pretty loose as we soon found out. It was a swingers resort and sex was pretty open. You must ask or be asked to join in with others and all limits were to be respected otherwise you would have to leave on the first flight out. There was to be no sex in the pools or the hot tubs. Orgies were not uncommon. A hot native bellboy in tight shorts and a small bowtie was asked to lead us to our room. As soon as we got out of the lobby Bruce told me to take off my dress. I was hesitant since everyone around us was clothed but I obeyed. He took my dress from me and I walked to our room through the palm trees in my thong and heels with Bruce's free hand fingering my asshole. The bellboy opened the door to a huge room with a balcony overlooking the pool and the ocean. I quickly lost my inhibitions when I gazed at the beach and the pool. Obviously the resort catered to a good looking clientele and they were not afraid to show their stuff. Most were nude or in thongs and many were making out. One couple was in a 69 on the beach but other than that there was no overt sex going on. Bruce went to tip the bellboy but he insisted that tipping was strictly forbidden. So Bruce said "How would you like for my wife to suck your cock as a tip instead?" The bellboy looked me up and down. I guess you could say he was undressing me with his eyes but I was only wearing a thong. "Sure, I could use a cock sucking from a fine woman" he said. So I dropped to my knees while he whipped out a pretty good size cock that was just starting to get hard. I proceeded to give him a good cock sucking while Bruce fixed himself a drink, changed into a red thong bathing suit and sat on a chair on the balcony to watch. "Wow, she's good" said the bellboy. "Yeah, she's one great cock sucker. She's also a good fuck. Feel free to come by and fuck her whenever you want". Wow, I couldn't believe my ears. Here was Bruce telling this stranger to fuck me anytime he wanted to. I must admit that I was pretty turned on. Soon he was ready to cum and Bruce told me to jack him off on my face, which I did. He came quite a bit and some hit my open mouth. Pretty tasty I might say. I used his still hard cock to wipe the cum off of my face and sucked it off the tip. There was still some left but he had to leave so it remained on my face. Bruce asked me to take off my shoes and he went to my bag and pulled out a g-string swimming suit bottom. The g-string was a gold strip and there wasn't much to the front. He didn't let me wash my face but rather led me outside to the pool. He had me sit in a lounge chair while he got each of us a drink. "Having fun babe?" he asked. I admitted that I was. "So, do you see anyone here that you'd like to suck or have fuck you?" "Well, they're all pretty hot so I'm open to most of them" I admitted." "Good" he said, "Now spread your legs so I can fuck you." Mid-way through the honeymoon I had been fucked by about 10 different guys and given about 25 blow jobs. To be honest with you with the way the first day began I expected a lot more. I wasn't complaining though, well not too much. Anyway, we went to the club. Bruce had me wear my hair in an up-do, hoop earrings, a black lace bra and a black thong with a dark red miniskirt that was so short my ass cheeks were hanging out. I topped it off with some extremely high stiletto heels and major fuck me makeup. As always we turned a lot of heads. We danced several songs and he got me really hot by dry humping my ass on the last one. I wanted to sit down but he took me to the bathroom. I wondered what was up when he pulled out a blindfold. He led me back into the bar and up some steps. The club got quiet and I was set down on a leather chair. Bruce spread my legs apart really wide. "May I have your attention please everyone" the bartender said over a microphone. "My man Bruce here has something to say." I heard the microphone change hands and Bruce stood between me and the spotlight. "Thank you everyone. I must say that my wife and I have had a great time so far. For those of you that have had the opportunity I am sure you've found out what a great cocksucker and fuck she is." Several cheers went up and I felt my face turning bright red. "Now, since it's our honeymoon I wanted to give my wife a chance to do what she has always fantasized about. Do you see this large glass bowl that I set near her?" he asked. Several men shouted out yes. "Well, for those of you that are interested I want to give my wife a chance to do a bukkake. For those of you that aren't familiar with that term basically I want you to cum on her face and in her mouth or cum into the bowl. She will spit all of the cum in her mouth into the bowl and wipe the cum off of her face and into the bowl. When everyone is satisfied she will chug the bowl of cum and lick the glass clean." Needless to say I was shocked. Really we were watching a porno together once and a woman in the film did it. That was my first experience seeing something like that and I said that it would be interesting to try. "Now, those of you that are interested please come onto the stage and form a circle around my wife." I heard a lot of people walk onto the stage. When it had quieted down Bruce removed my blindfold. There were about 50 naked guys on stage plus my Bruce who was also naked and sporting a huge hard-on! "Now, allow me to demonstrate what is allowed. He set the bowl on my lap and said "suck my cock", as he straddled my face. He hit my face a few times with his cock and shoved it in my mouth and started to face fuck me. He went on to explain the rules. "No hitting except you can take your cock and gently slap her face with it like this. Try not to get too much cum in her hair because it will be difficult to get it into the bowl. Feel free to cum on her face or in her mouth but give her a chance to spit any come out before the next dick goes in. Try not too just jack off in the bowl, use her face or mouth instead. Cum as many times as you like." With that he pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face. Two guys ran up and immediately jacked off right on my face. I guess that they couldn't wait. It all seemed to happen in a rush. I would get spattered by cum. I almost always had 2 cocks in my mouth at the same time and about 4 or 5 cocks just dangling in front of my face. I drooled what seems like gallons of cum out of my mouth. Cum was pouring down my face and into the bowl. I say everything through a thin veil of cum. Finally, after what seemed like hours the guys had trailed off and Bruce came back and jacked off on my face as the last one. When he was done he whispered "I love you pumpkin" in my ear. "I love you too", I said. He leaned down and gave me a kiss. I opened my mouth and he poured the contents of the bowl down my throat. I'd have to say that when I was done I knew that I was done. Sure, it was something that I'm glad that I experienced but there's only so much cum a girl can handle. We went on to live happily ever after. I'd love your feedback on this. The rave reviews I got for my first Jennifer story were a real morale builder. JN01820@yahoo.com