Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2015 01:01:25 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Bill and Ann Part 20 I am an older married man who has dated many cross dressers and transgender 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 transgender 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 transgender 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 20 I wasn't able to visit Ann for a few days, and was really anxious to see her. I felt so drawn to her, not for sex, but simply to be with her. It was like we were emotionally joined, which is perhaps that is what has happened. Helen greeted me at the door and said, "Ann not doing so well today, be sensitive to her." "I'm not sure what you mean, but I'll try," I replied. I went to Ann and put my arms around her, and was taken aback when she said, "Stop handling me already!" I backed off and had no idea what happened. "Do you want me to leave?" I asked. "Do what you want – just leave me alone!" she responded. Helen took me by the arm and led me to the other room. "It looks like Ann has PMS," she said, "her hormones aren't right – she just isn't herself today." "What can I do to help?" I asked. "Nothing," replied Helen, "Just give her some room. Meanwhile I'll call Dr. Jaffey and see what we can do. Meanwhile, you should probably leave for now. We'll call you when it's 'safe' to return." I left, feeling very confused. What was happening to Ann? Why did she suddenly turn into an absolute bitch? I felt bad about thinking that about Ann. I love her so much, but feel so helpless and frightened. I went home tried not to worry, but that was difficult. I tried to hold positive thoughts about Ann. The next two days were Hell for me. I felt like things were falling apart between Ann and myself and I just didn't understand. I called Helen each day. She told me that Dr. Jaffey reduced her hormone medication, and that it seemed to be working, but I should still wait to hear from her. I was glad to know that Ann was doing better. I was seriously concerned about how WE were doing. For now I had to just tough it out and wait until called. The next day Helen called and asked, "Can you come over today?" "Of course!" I said, "How soon?" "The sooner the better," she said, "I will be out so you and Ann can have some privacy." Not knowing what to expect I went to Ann's house. She greeted me at the door with a kiss that really got my attention. She took me right to the couch and we sat down. She said, "Bill darling, I'm so sorry I was such a bitch to you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and was afraid that I might have ruined our relationship." "Ann, my love," I said, "I'm glad you are better – but what happened? Mom said something about PMS." Ann laughed and continued, "PMS means 'pre-menstrual syndrome' and is when hormone levels are high for genetic women as they approach their period. That's why some women are really bitchy once a month." "But how could you have PMS?" I asked. "I can't," she said, "but my new hormone dosage was a little too high, so it was like PMS. Now it is adjusted to the right level and I feel great and really needed to be with you." "So it probably won't happen again?" I asked. "No dear, I'll be safe from now on," she answered. "That scared the hell out of me!" I declared, "I felt like my life was falling apart – you had me really scared." "I'm so sorry to be like that to the most wonderful man in the world," she said. I pulled her close and we kissed, holding each other as if we were one. Ann excused herself and said she would be back in a few minutes. I sat on the couch quietly, greatly relieved. When Ann returned I was speechless. She was wearing the sexiest lingerie I had ever seen. The fabric was thin and silky, in a pretty lavender that looked wonderful against Ann's red hair. Through the fabric I could see a lacey bra, matching in color. Continuing down, I saw some sort of belt that connected to her patterned stockings. There were some sort of panties I had never seen before – they were very scanty and looked fantastic! Ann turned around and I could see her beautiful buns, and asked, "What kind of panties are those?" "They are called thongs," she said, "kind of like the beach sandles. And this belt is called a garter belt." "All I can say is WOW!" I said, reaching my arms out. Ann came to me and sat on my lap. We continued kissing, making up for the days lost. "This is incredible," I said, "somehow the most beautiful woman in the world got even more beautiful!" "And I'm all yours," she said, "for ever and ever!" We continued kissing and I reached under the outer garment and placed a hand on one of Ann's breasts. Ann said, "Please handle me, kind sir." I needed no further encouragement, and squeezed one breast, and then the other. Ann slipped off her outer garment, she said, "As pretty as these are, they are all removable – just for you!" I carefully unhooked the bra, careful not to tear the delicate fabric, and exposed Ann's lovely full breasts. Ann shifted from sitting on my lap to kneeling over my lap, legs on either side of mine. She rose up and brought her breast to my mouth. I took her nipple into my mouth and put my arms around Ann, pulling her close to me. After I had sucked both of Ann's nipples to erection, she got up and slipped her panties off. With the panties removed, the garter belt looked so hot on her. I marveled at how beautiful her little clitty looked, surrounded by the garter belt. She stepped up onto the couch, being at the right height to bring her clitty to my mouth. I gratefully received it and sucked her lovingly, feeling her enlarge slightly. After a few minutes Ann asked, "Have I got you revved up yet?" "You sure have!" I said. She stepped down to the floor, took my hands and pulled me to my feet. She took hold of my belt and unbuckled it, then started on my pants. They dropped to the floor and I stepped out of them. Ann pulled off my shorts and had me sit back down on the couch. "You've done a nice job darling," she said, "but now I'll take charge – your job is to just enjoy." I was so excited and overwhelmed I could find nothing to say. She took me into her mouth and sucked wonderfully. She would take me to the edge of climax, then pull back and just lick a bit before resuming. Part of me wanted to beg Ann to make me cum, but part of me didn't want this to end. I don't know how long it lasted, but I sure wasn't noticing the time. Finally I climaxed, shooting into Ann's eager mouth. As I drained, I knew I was the luckiest guy in the world! Ann got up and kissed me and lay on the couch, partly next to me, and partly on top of me. We snuggled tenderly and drifted off to sleep. We awoke when Helen came home and said, "Looks like you two love birds have made up!" "Thank you Mom," Ann said, "for making me so sexy!" "It's beautiful lingerie," I added, "but you are already sexy." "Thank you, Mom," I said, "for giving us this time together." "You are both very welcomed," Helen said, "I knew you had some serious catching up to do, and wanted it to be perfect." We both agreed that it was perfect. I arose and took Ann into my arms once again and kissed her deeply. I got dressed, thanked Helen again and left. As I walked home I was greatly relieved that all was well between Ann and I. To be continued . . . Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org