Date: Mon, 29 May 2023 03:58:04 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Together With Tammi Part 16 Together With Tammi (part 16) An older man finds a gurlfriend to share in his retirement. I hope you enjoy this fantasy –––––––––––––––––––– Three months had passed, and I proposed to Tammi. Marriage was something we had discussed, but she thought I was waiting until she was further along in her transition. I assured her that the only thing that held me back was assurance that we were compatible in daily life, and three months together confirmed that. It was inconvenient switching residences every week so we agreed that Tammi would cancel the lease on her apartment and move in full-time with me. I was pleased that Tammi was as sure as I was with our compatibility and accepted by smothering me with kisses. I was sure we would have some wonderful intimacy later. We went shopping for an engagement ring and wedding rings. We looked at a variety of styles and I watched Tammi closely to judge her preferences. There was one ring in particular that I could tell she liked best but told me it was much too expensive, but I insisted. "I couldn't let you spend that much on me," she protested. "If I were buying YOU," I insisted, "How much do you think I would spend?" "Now that's just silly," she returned. "But this isn't" I said, "You are worth a lot more than that to me, so let me get you the ring you really want." Tammi kissed me and agreed. We picked out wedding bands as well and I paid for them. The jeweler took our ring sizes and said the rings would be ready for pickup tomorrow by noon. I took Tammi home and we made plans for moving her belongings on the upcoming weekend. "Time for pictures," Tammi said, reminding me of the weekly pictures we took of her breast development. She removed her blouse and I unhooked her bra (that was my job). We took pictures in five different poses that could be used to track her progress. Her breasts were small — may an A cup, but they looked really good to me. "I'm ready to examine them now," I said with a grin. I had jokingly told Tammy long ago that manual breast manipulation was thought to promote breast growth — or at least made it more enjoyable. Tammi knew I was kidding, but she enjoyed it as much as I did. I sat on the couch and Tammi sat on my lap, facing me, with her legs on either side of me. "Just be gentle," she said, "My nipples are starting to hurt." "Then perhaps I should kiss them to make it better," I said with a smile. I gently massaged Tammi's breasts, avoiding nipple contact. "I'm so glad you like them," she said, "You make me feel really good." I brought my lips to right nipple, kissed, licked and gently sucked. After a few minutes I stopped and asked, "Is that okay?" "It only hurts a little," she replied, "But the good feeling is even better — please keep going." I resumed, enjoying the faint sound of her moaning. I continued ministering to her nipple, and then switched to the left nipple (just to be fair). I brought my lips to Tammi's and we enjoyed the blessings of our union. We hadn't yet set a date for the wedding, but Tammi was planning to retire from work in two months, so we needed to begin the process of name change soon. I planned to stop by the courthouse and pick up one of the name change forms we need to file. Once it is approved, she will receive a "court ordered name change" document. "We'll need to get letters from your two doctors to submit with your passport application," I said, "We'll request the passport in Tammi's name, declare a gender change, and provide doctor's letters along with Bob's birth certificate." "Once we receive the passport and the name change," I continued, "We can get all your documents changed over, and you will be Tammi, my beautiful gurl, to the entire world." "Thank you for bringing me this far," said Tammi, "I really like having breasts, thanks to you." "I like them too," I agreed, "But mainly because they are yours!" "Always the romantic," Tammi sighed, "But I wish they were bigger." "They will be," I assured her, "How big did the women in your family get?" "Oh, I'd say a C cup," Tammi replied, "But I could always get implants." "Please don't," I replied, "I don't want anyone cutting on your pretty titties." "But don't you think bigger is better?" she asked. "Only up to a point," I said, "Bigger than a C cup is out of proportion. Dolly Parton has a really pretty face, but those big hooters look deformed!" "But I like to look fuller," Tammi protested. "You can continue to wear breast forms in public," I assured her, "But in private I'd like you all natural." "You'd like me even without breasts," Tammi said. "That's because I love YOU, not your parts," I said, "But you have many parts I like a lot." "I have a part that really likes you," Tammi said with a grin. I could see her clitty was fully aroused. "I think I should say hello then," I replied, and moved Tammi to a seated position and took her into my mouth. She held my head lovingly, running her fingers through my hair as she moaned with delight. Though I'd had her in my mouth many times, each time it's a wonderfully special occasion — feeling the passion of the woman I love is unlike anything else. I'm so grateful to have Tammi in my life. Soon Tammi climaxed and gave me her gurl juice. As usual, Tammi drew me up to her and we kissed. "Do you like how I taste?" she asked. "It is one of my favorite tastes!" I agreed. "What's so special about it?" Tammi asked. "It's yours," I replied, "And the only way I get it is to make you climax, so it's like a special reward from you." "You're a kinky guy, Bill," she said, "But I like you that way."