Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2006 10:05:01 -0800 (PST)
From: Jennifer Rose <jn01820@yahoo.com>
Subject: TG - Jennifer's Love Story

Here's my story; I wish that it were true.  A certain select items are true
and I believe that you won't have a difficult time finding those that
aren't.  (You may not believe me but Bruce's cock size is not exaggerated.)
Anyway, I hope that you enjoy!

Getting Started

I had just turned 12 when we met.  I was a thin boy with longish dark brown
hair.  I was pretty plain looking but definitely not ugly.  I wasn't
sexually active and honestly didn't think a whole lot about it, I guess
because my parents basically forgot to teach me the facts of life.  I spent
most of my time alone reading books and playing video games.  Being very
shy most of the kids thought I was a little strange.  I was a latchkey kid
and for the most part only saw my folks on the weekend.  My father was
always traveling and my mother usually worked the night shift.

One weekend my mom finally got tired of hearing me say how bored I was so
she got me a job.  She knew someone who knew someone who ran his own small
business that wanted someone to take on all of the administrative things he
didn't have time for.  He worked at home and it was only a few blocks away.
My family was definitely not poor but when I pulled my bike up to this
mansion I felt like my family lived in a shack!  It was an absolutely
beautiful home on about 10 acres.  I rang the bell at the gate and after a
minute I was buzzed in.  I didn't realize it but there was a hidden camera
so you could see who was there before you buzzed them in.

I rode my bike up to the house and realized that I had no idea what to
expect.  I didn't know anything about the guy or what he did.  This
actually made me nervous and I had to fight hard not to turn around and go
back.  I set my bike on the ground near the front door and slowly walked up
the steps.  Before I had a chance to knock the door opened and a good
looking tall muscular man of about 35 stepped out.  He had brown wavy hair
and was about 6' 4", well above my small 5' 4" 100 pound frame.

"Hi, you must be Jim Smith.  I'm Bruce Rose" his voice boomed in a loud
friendly manner.

Looking at the ground I managed to whisper "Hi."

"I heard that you were a shy one" he laughed. "Come on in and let me show
you around" he said as he put his hand on my shoulder and led me through
the door.

I looked up and saw how huge the entry room was.  It had a huge vaulted
ceiling and was about the size of a medium size home.  There was a spiral
staircase leading upstairs.  I won't bore you with the details but the
house had 5 bedrooms, a pool room and a home theater and it took him about
an hour to show me through the house and around the yard.  He was such a
warm friendly person that I began to feel a little comfortable with him
after about half an hour, much less than my normal week or two.

The last stop was the office.  Like everything else it was huge.  There was
a smaller desk with a computer by the entry way.  That was where I was to
sit.  He had me sit in the chair while he sat on the desk and explained
about the job.  He dealt in real estate.  He would buy all sorts of
properties, have them fixed up and sell them for a very large profit.  He
traveled infrequently but was sometimes gone all day looking at properties.
However, most of the time he was in the office coordinating everything.  He
had little time for taking notes during his calls, filing paperwork and so
on.  He wanted me to work at least 3 days a week after school for a few
hours each day.  However, if I wanted to work more than that he was all for
it.  Since summer vacation had just started and I had nothing to do I
worked every day for about 8 hours each day.

He was impeccably groomed and dressed so I asked him what I should wear.
Since clients would come by periodically he wanted me to have some nice
clothes for those days.  Since he never knew until the morning of the day
they were coming by he said that he would purchase a couple of outfits and
I could come in my jeans and a t-shirt and change into better clothes at
work if I needed to.

He led me outside so we could get to know one another.  I told him about
myself and he told me that he had a brother and sister.  He was divorced
after being married for 5 years.  His wife just took off, leaving
everything behind, even her jewelry.  For him that was enough of dealing
with women and he decided to bury himself in his work.  He was so friendly
I was shocked that someone would leave an attractive, wealthy, seemingly
very nice man.

We went back to the office and he showed me around.  Pretty soon it was 5
PM so we said goodbye and I rode my bike home.  I would have to say that I
was pretty happy.  For some odd reason one of the things that I kept
thinking about was how good looking he was and how it felt nice when he had
his hand on my shoulder.

Changes

Over the next month I became more comfortable around him.  He really was a
nice guy and he seemed to become better and better looking each day that I
saw him.  I was excited to get to work every day.  One day about 5 weeks
into the job I put on old jeans and a t-shirt and rode my bike to work as
fast as I could.  When I got there I was worried when he looked at me.  "I
must have just missed you at home.  I tried to call to tell you that a
client was coming by and I needed you to take notes so you needed to dress
nice."  I felt terrible and got really nervous that he was mad at me.
"Hey, don't worry we'll work something out."

He led me to one of the rooms upstairs.  "I hope you don't mind but my
clothes definitely will not fit you but my wife was about your size and she
has some clothes that could be worn by a guy or a girl."  For some reason I
didn't mind, in fact I started to get excited about what it would feel
like.  Bruce rummaged through the huge walk-in closet.  Eventually he came
out with a pair of black slacks and blue button down shirt.  He left the
room and I got changed.  The pants fit fine and so did the shirt.  The odd
thing about the shirt is that the buttons were on the wrong side.  I
figured that this must be a defective shirt and didn't say anything about
it.  I realized that I needed a belt so I ventured into the closet to find
one.  I passed row upon row of dresses, other clothes and shoes.  Again I
found myself becoming aroused at the sight of all of these pretty things.
His ex-wife seemed to have very good taste.  I can't imagine what some of
these clothes cost.  I finally found the belts hanging in the back of the
closet.  There were so many that it took a while to actually find one that
wasn't too feminine.  On the way out I ran my hand along the clothes and
felt very excited by the silky texture of many of the items.

I heard the buzzer for the front gate go off and started to get nervous.
What if this guy found out?  However, looking in the mirror I relaxed
because there really was no way to tell that I was wearing women's
clothing.  I made my way back to the office and forced my shyness to the
back of my head.  I realized that I would not last in this job if I
couldn't get over my shyness.  Bruce was with an older man in his office
when I came in.  Bruce gave me a big smile and introduced me to his client.
I pulled a chair up next to Bruce's desk and began to take notes.  It was
perhaps the most boring 60 minutes of my life.

As Bruce showed his client out I sat at my desk and transferred the notes
to the computer.  Bruce returned and placed a hand on my shoulder and gave
it a little squeeze.  "Thank you so much Jim.  I know that it's boring but
it really saves me a ton of time."  As he walked away he said, "Oh, and by
the way, you look great."  For some reason I turned bright red.  I went
back to work wondering why I was so embarrassed.  Throughout the rest of
the day it never crossed my mind to change clothes.  I would also look up
at times and see Bruce looking at me.  He would smile and turn back to his
work.

At five I was getting ready to leave when Bruce reminded me of the clothes.
I was so embarrassed that I had forgotten to change that I ran upstairs
without looking at Bruce and changed.  Bruce was waiting for me when I got
down.  "Don't worry; this weekend I'll pick up a couple of things for you
to wear."  Once again he put his hand on my shoulder and showed me to the
door.  I thought that I even felt him give it a little squeeze.

I dreamed of Bruce that night and of wearing his ex-wife's clothes.  I
couldn't wait to get back to Bruce's.  The work was boring but I found that
I really enjoyed being around him.  It was a rainy day.  I rode my bike to
Bruce's as fast as I could but my clothes were soaked by the time I got to
his house.  "You should have called and I would have given you a ride" he
said.  He showed me upstairs and had me shower in what must have been his
ex-wife's bathroom.  It was pretty and pink.  I came out of the shower
smelling like flowers since the only soap had perfume in it.  There were
some clothes piled in the bedroom and a note on top.  "I'm washing and
drying your clothes.  I'm sorry but this was the most masculine stuff I
could find.  Sorry about the panties but your underwear was soaked.  You
don't have to wear them if you don't want."  There was a pair women's
jeans, size 2, a powder blue polo shirt and a pair of white silk panties
that were, I found out later, Brazilian cut.  They seemed to crawl between
my butt cheeks.  I really didn't think twice about putting them on since I
always wore underwear and didn't think that it would feel comfortable
wearing jeans without a pair of underwear on.  And I must say that the silk
felt very nice.  The jeans fit quite well even though they were a little
wide in the hips.  They also crawled up between my butt cheeks and when I
looked in the mirror I found that these were the first pair of pants that I
had worn that made it look like I had a butt at all.  In fact it looked
like a cute little bubble butt.  The polo shirt was rather short so that
you could see my belly when I raised my arms even a little bit.  The
sleeves were also very short and a little puffy and just barely covered my
shoulders.  Again the buttons were on the wrong side.  I figured his wife
must have gotten a lot of clothes that were irregulars.

When I was dressed I looked in the mirror and was surprised at how pretty I
looked.  Like I told you I was a pretty plain looking boy but for some
reason the color of the clothes and the fact that my hair was getting
rather long made me look like a pretty cute young girl.  I should have been
terrified to go downstairs and have Bruce see me but for some reason I
wasn't.  I practically bounded downstairs and into the office.  Bruce was
rummaging in a file cabinet behind his desk.  He didn't look up when I came
in but said "Hey, I'm sorry about the clothes but that's all I could find.
I hope you don't mind wearing them for an hour or so until your clothes are
ready."

"I don't mind at all" I said.

He looked up when I said that and when he saw me he gave me a big smile.
"Don't be offended but you look great in those clothes," he said with a
smile.

"Thanks.  Don't worry, I'm not offended.  In fact I can't remember the last
time that someone told be that I look great."

With that I sat down and began to work.  I seemed to feel his eyes upon me
the entire day.  Rather than make me uncomfortable I became very aroused
and kept thinking of Bruce.  Like I said earlier I wasn't well versed in
the whole sex education thing but I wasn't stupid either.  I knew that many
people frowned upon men being with men but my family wasn't one of those.
I had an openly gay uncle who was very affectionate with his lover at
family gatherings and nobody raised an eyebrow.  Still, I had a hard time
thinking that I might be gay.  At lunch time Bruce came to my desk and
snapped his fingers to rouse me from my daydream.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and said with a laugh "I hope you were
dreaming of something nice."  I turned bright red and apologized for not
focusing on work.  He said that he didn't mind and offered to take me to
lunch.  I agreed and we went to the garage where he led me to his Lexus
convertible, a $70,000 car!  He even held my door open for me.  We drove to
a local sit down restaurant and it wasn't until we got out that I
remembered that I was wearing his ex-wife's clothes!

"Oh my God, I forgot to change!"

"Oh, don't worry about that.  You look fine.  Nobody will be able to tell
either way." He said as he took my hand and led me into the restaurant.  I
couldn't believe he actually held my hand!  My hand began to sweat
profusely from both the nervousness of being in girl's clothes in public
and holding the hand of a man that I was becoming increasingly attracted
to.  We were shown to our table and when we sat down Bruce grabbed his
napkin and dried his hand.  I was so embarrassed!

The waitress came and I was shocked when she said "What would you like to
drink miss?"  I turned even redder if that was possible and without looking
up I ordered a coke.  Bruce did the same and when the waitress left he took
my hand again and said "Don't turn so red or she may realize you're a boy
and then wonder why you're wearing girl's clothes."  I hadn't thought of
that and quickly tried to compose myself.

The rest of the meal went by okay.  When we were done eating the waitress
came by and dropped off the check and made small talk while she cleared the
plates.  "So, what sort of father daughter activities do you two have
planed for the day?"  I could have died!  Bruce winked at me and said "I
have a feeling we'll go clothes shopping, that's all she ever wants to do."
The waitress laughed and said "You're a lucky girl; my father would never
take me clothes shopping.  Well I hope you two have fun!"

She left and Bruce paid the bill.  "Come on sweetheart, let's get going" he
said with a big grin.  With that he took my hand, led me to the car and
held the door open for me.  When he got in he put his hand on my knee and
said "God that was fun!"  I actually had to agree.  We laughed about it all
the way back to work.

I couldn't believe it but I was developing a crush on this man.  Since he
had been married he obviously was straight.  I did begin to wonder though
if he wouldn't mind being with a guy dressed as a girl.  I mean, he
obviously liked the way that I looked.  I could feel his eyes on my butt
whenever I walked away from him and he was definitely looking at me
whenever I reached into a tall file cabinet and my shirt lifted up to show
my belly.

Sadly the work day came to an end and I went upstairs to change.  I got a
little nosy and walked into the closet to get a better look at the kind of
clothes his wife used to wear.  Bruce obviously wasn't lying when he said
that he could find much in the way of non-feminine clothes.  The things
that this woman had would put every girl I had ever seen to shame.  She was
the ultimate in femininity.  There were all sorts of pretty dresses and
skirts of every length. Beautiful silk blouses and many camisoles were to
be found.  Most of the slacks were the length of Capri pants.

Sadly Bruce was to be out all day the next day so I wouldn't get to see him
but I had plenty to do so he gave me the code to let myself in.  I got to
work but after about 15 minutes I couldn't help myself and went back to the
bedroom.  This time I looked in the dressers as well and found all sorts of
beautiful lingerie.  On impulse I stripped down to nothing and put on a
pretty white thong and black camisole.  The camisole had some padding in it
so it looked like I was just beginning to grow a chest.  Next I went to the
closet and found a pretty white business suit with very feminine fluttery
silk around the jacket and bottom of the skirt.  I also found a pair of 2
inch white heels that looked good with the suit.  My legs were basically
hairless so although they were quite skinny they looked pretty darn good.
I felt wonderful!

I went down to the office, sat at my desk and began to work.  I was so
aroused by the clothes that I realized I was playing with myself.  I have
had wet dreams before and almost every night since I met Bruce but have
never played with myself.  Everything just felt so good that I couldn't
help myself.  I grabbed some tissue and put them in my panties so as not to
make a mess of my clothes.  Between the feeling of the clothes and thinking
about Bruce I didn't last long.

As you probably guessed I lost track of time and didn't hear Bruce enter.
I have no idea how long he had been standing at the entry way to the office
but he obviously saw what I was wearing.  He startled me when he said "If
you dress in clothes that sexy every day I won't be able to get any work
done."  I turned 10 shades of red when I heard him and ran past him out the
door and upstairs to change.  I began to cry from the embarrassment and
hoped that he would be gone and I could slink out the door never to return.
Unfortunately I didn't even have a chance to begin getting undressed when
he knocked on the door.

"May I come in?"

"Please no, I don't want you to see me like this" I pleaded.

"Please don't be embarrassed.  I'm not mad and I'm not offended I just want
to talk."

"Can I change first?" I asked.

"I'd rather you didn't.  I think you look great and I'd like to see you
dressed like you were."

He sounded so sincere that I relented and told him that he could come in.
I looked down at the floor when he entered.  I felt him sit on the bed next
to me and he put his arm around me.  I was surprised and happy when he
pulled me in for a hug.  "I'm so embarrassed" I said into his big strong
chest.

"You have no need to be embarrassed.  I can't believe how you look.  Have
you done this before?" he asked.

"Never" I replied.  "It wasn't until yesterday.  For some reason wearing
those clothes made me feel really good.  I also liked how I was treated by
you and the waitress.  Nobody has ever paid that much attention to me."

He lifted my chin with his hand and looked my straight in the eyes.  "You
know," he said, "It's been a long time and it would be nice to have a girl
around the office.  How would you like to work dressed like this, provided
we don't have any clients coming by?"

"I don't know, maybe.  Are you sure I look okay?" I said meekly.

"You look absolutely incredible!" he exclaimed.  "We do, however, need to
come up with a name.  Can you think of one?"

"No" I said.  I really couldn't.  This isn't something that I had ever
thought about.

"Well, I love the name Jennifer." He said.  "It's a pretty name and it
would befit a pretty, young girl.  What do you think?"

"Okay" I said.  I think that I would have said okay to anything at that
point.  I was a mixture of nervousness and relief.  In a short period of
time I had changed dramatically.  I began to wonder if maybe this was fate.
Although I never consciously thought of this it just happened and I was
happy about it.  "Thank you" I said and I wrapped my arms around his neck
and we hugged.  His hug was strong and comforting.

"Well Jennifer you'd better get changed." He said.  "I want you here bright
and early tomorrow so you can get changed in time for work."  He patted me
on the knee and gave it a little squeeze and left.  I reluctantly changed
and rode home.

Flirtation

I got to work about 30 minutes early the following day.  I would have
gotten there two hours early because I was so excited but felt that 30
minutes would be enough time.  I let myself in and went to the office.
Bruce wasn't around but there was a note on my computer saying that he had
laid some clothes on the bed for me to wear.  I bolted upstairs and found a
note on top of some clothes.  The note read "Good morning Jennifer.  I hope
you like the clothes that I picked out.  Feel free to put on any jewelry
that you would like.  There's makeup in the bathroom that you can use as
well."

Bruce had picked out a pretty, white suit.  The jacket was cropped and the
slacks were cropped as well.  There was a dark pick scarf like belt with
the pants.  He had forgotten to include a blouse so I went to the closet.
After a while I found a pink silk and lace camisole that matched the belt.
I put on a pink thong thinking it should match the camisole but I found
that I could see it through the fabric of the pants so I opted for a white
thong instead.  I got dressed and I must say that I looked very pretty.  I
put on a pair of white heels and found a necklace and matching bracelet to
wear.  I did my best to brush my hair into a feminine style.  Obviously I
needed to grow it out a bit more.  I was afraid to try too much makeup
since I had no idea what I was doing.  I put on some lip gloss and a bit of
eye shadow.  All in all I think I looked like a fairly attractive 16 year
old girl rather than a plain looking 12 year old boy.

I made my way to the office and the closer I got the more nervous I became.
Yes, he was encouraging me to do this but I was so afraid that he would
think that I looked silly.  His opinion had begun to mean so much to me
since I was developing a real crush on him.  I meekly poked my head around
the door.  Bruce, sensing my presence called out "Jennifer, great to see
you!"  Well this gave me a quick boost of confidence so I walked into the
office.

Bruce said "My God, you look great.  Turn around so I can get a better look
at you."  So, I walked in a little further and turned around and walked
away.  Bruce let out a wolf whistle that made me turn red.

I turned back around.  "Thanks Bruce.  Are you sure I look okay?

"Jennifer, you look so pretty I'm going to have to pick out plainer clothes
for you or I'm not going to get anything done!"

This really boosted my confidence.  I decided to play it up a bit to see
where this might lead.  "Thanks.  Tell me" I said as I turned around. "The
material of these pants is really thin.  Can you see my panties?"

Very hesitantly Bruce said "um, no."

"Good", I said, "because I'm wearing a thong.  I think that it gives my
butt a little more definition.  Do you agree?"

Bruce paused again.  "Yes, it looks very nice."  He said this in a very
nervous voice which both raised my hopes and worried me that I had laid it
on a little thick.

"Well, we'd better get to work, there's a lot to do today."

We worked quietly throughout the day.  A couple of times I had to ask Bruce
a question.  When I would go to his desk and bend over to point something
out on a piece of paper I could swear he was looking down my camisole.
That made me chuckle because I had no boobs.  I also felt his eyes on my
butt whenever I would walk away.  Of course I would also give my butt an
extra wiggle.

I was really enjoying wearing the clothes; especially the thong.  It was a
continual reminder that I was wearing clothing meant for a girl which
started to bring out my feminine side.

Eventually the day ended and I had to change and leave.

"I'll see you tomorrow Bruce.  Will you have something else picked out for
me to wear?"

"Of course I will Jennifer.  Tomorrow's Friday so I'll find something a
little more casual."

I absolutely could not wait until the morning.  I had a wet dream about
Bruce over night and was desperately hoping that it would come true
someday, hopefully soon.

I got to work about 45 minutes early.  I wanted to spend a little more time
on my makeup today.  Bruce had picked out a pair of really cute Capri jeans
and an off-white silk camisole.  Obviously he liked Capri pants and that
was fine with me.  They looked simple but there was something kind of fun
about wearing them.  It's really a feeling that I can't describe, I just
know that I like it.  He obviously liked seeing me in a camisole as well.
I did like how they looked on me.  I really had skinny arms and legs even
for a 12 year old.  I guess it's because I never was active in sports
because I was too thin and nobody would pick me at school when everyone
played.  Again I wore a thong and was very happy with how my butt looked in
the pants.  I figured I wouldn't make a comment to Bruce again because he
seemed a little uncomfortable when I did it the first time.

My hair was long enough that I could put it in a short ponytail.  I placed
it high on the back of my head so it stood out a little more.  I fastened
it with a white hair clip.  I must say that it looked pretty cute.  I had
gone to the mall the night before and checked out the girls about my age
and how they wore their makeup.  I figured that I'd give it a try.  For the
most part they wore lighter shades of eye shadow and bright pink lip gloss.
It took me a bit of time to put it on but I was pretty pleased with the
results, being a beginner and all.  I finished up with a necklace, one of
those hair scrunches that a lot of the girls were wearing as bracelets and
a pair of small dangling hoop earrings.  No, my ears weren't pierced at the
time.  I bought a pair of clip on earrings at the mall.  I didn't have the
guts to go through with the piercing yet although a lot of guys at school
had both ears pierced.  I didn't think my mom would mind but I didn't want
to surprise her so I figured I'd wait and ask her first.

I ran downstairs and when Bruce saw me his said "Oh my God you look just
like a sweet little 12 year old girl!"

"Thank you" I said as I walked to my desk.

Bruce came over and kneeled down beside me to show me what to work on.  He
was very close and I was getting excited as I felt his breath on my neck as
he talked.  I got even more excited when he put his hand on my knee.  When
he was done explaining what I had to do he looked at me a said "You've
worked hard this week so you can knock off at lunch time."

"Okay" I said as I tried to hide my disappointment.  I was really enjoying
wearing my clothes and with the weekend coming I knew that I would have to
be in boy mode for 2 straight days which really bummed me out.

However, I really brightened up when Bruce said "Don't be disappointed
sweetie.  If you want to stay I've got a surprise for you.  You can also
come by this weekend and just be a girl and not have to work."

Oh my God, he wants me to come by on the weekend!  Then I realized that he
had called me Sweetie!

"That would be great!" I exclaimed.  His face was so close I wanted to kiss
him.  There was an uncomfortable silence as we looked into one another's
eyes.  I broke the silence by saying with a big smile "Do you call all of
your employee's sweetie?"

This time it was his turn to turn bright red.  "I'm sorry Jennifer, it's
just that you look like you could be my daughter, or niece anyway, and I
call my one niece sweetie.  Don't worry I won't do it again."

"Darn.  Does that mean that I can't call you Uncle Bruce, or better yet
daddy?" I asked with as cute a pouty face as I could manage.

"Well, I can't say that I wouldn't enjoy it!  Okay sweetie, you can call me
daddy if you'd like."

Without thinking I threw my arms around his neck said "Thanks daddy" and
gave him a kiss on the cheek!  I think that this shocked us both.  We
gently pulled apart.  Both of us were a little red.  However, Bruce made me
feel better by giving my knee and squeeze and saying "Okay, let's get to
work sweetie."

The next few hours seemed to take forever.  I tried to get up as much as
possible and get into positions where Bruce could see my butt.  Not being a
girl I knew that was about the most exciting part of my body that I could
use to flirt with him.  He sure did seem to like it because he kept his
eyes on it every time he thought I wasn't paying attention.

At close to Noon he said "How about you call it a day?"  I agreed.  Bruce
then told me to come with him.  He took my hand and we walked into a room
that I had never been in before.  It was set up with a stool and a camera.
Bruce asked me to have a seat and I nervously walked over to the stool and
sat down.  "I need to take a couple of pictures of you for your surprise."
Although I was nervous I sat and smiled.  Bruce took about 20 pictures with
me making all sorts of different faces.

When he was done he said "Okay sweetie why don't you go into the kitchen
and get yourself something to eat while I get this taken care of."  I said
okay and got up and went to the kitchen.

I knew what he liked to eat so I made lunch for the both of us.  I called
out when I was done but Bruce told me it was going to take a while longer.
I asked him if it was okay to change into a different outfit and he
enthusiastically agreed.

I ran upstairs and decided that I wanted to put on something even cuter.  I
had seen a bunch of miniskirts in the closet so I looked through them and
found a really cute white pleated one that came to about half the way to my
knees.  There were some shorter ones but I didn't want to go that far just
yet.  I also picked out a cute little light pink crop tank top.  I wanted
to have a chance to wear a bra and this was perfect.

Just as I finished up he called out so I ran down to the kitchen and got
our lunch.  It was fun to run in a miniskirt!  With each step it flew up
although I don't know if it was far enough to see my thong.

As I walked into the room I said "Here's your lunch daddy."  He was sitting
at my desk and said "Thanks sweetie" without turning around.  When I
brought the lunch to my desk I kneeled down next to him, placed my arm on
his leg and kind of snuggled up to him.  Without looking at me he
absentmindedly placed his arm around my shoulders and pointed to the
screen.  "Here's your present baby.  It's a virtual makeover kit.  I put a
couple of pictures into the program and you can experiment with different
looks.  What do you think?" he asked.

"Oh my God that's neat!  I've been so worried about putting on makeup
because I didn't want to look silly."  He glanced down at me with a smile
when I said that and his eyes got huge.  "Um, that's a really cute outfit."

With that I stood up, backed away and gave a little twirl.  "Are you sure?
My legs look so skinny in this."

"Some men like skinny legs" he said quietly.

"Are you one of those men?" I asked with a very innocent voice.

"Yes" he said.  Again he said it quietly and without looking at me.
Instead he was looking at my legs and the way he was shifting in his seat I
think that he was starting to get hard!

"Goody" I said. "Can I play now?" I asked.

He was kind of in a trance staring at my legs but he visibly snapped out of
it and said "Sure, come have a seat and I'll walk you through it."  I was
hoping that he would pat his lap.  God, what I wouldn't give to sit on his
lap!  But instead he shifted off the seat and squatted onto the floor right
next to the seat.  I bounded over knowing that my skirt would fly up a
little.  It did but not as much as I hoped.  I plopped down on the seat and
my skirt flew up a little so it was creased under my butt and a little
uncomfortable to sit on.  Of course Bruce was watching all of this and his
face was no more than a foot away from my butt as I lifted up a little and
smoothed the skirt out before sitting down again.

Bruce placed his arm along my leg and his hand rested on my knee as he
walked me through how to use the program.  I worked the mouse according to
his instructions.  However, I would sometimes purposely move the pointer to
the wrong spot.  This would cause him to place his hand over mine and move
my hand and the mouse to the right spot.  We spent almost half an hour
doing this.  Finally Bruce gave my knee a squeeze and said that he had to
get up because his knees were killing him.  "Oh, you're not that old daddy"
I said as I placed my hand on his trying to keep it on my knee for as long
as possible.  He paused and looked at me with a smile before getting up and
saying "Have fun baby and call me when you're done so I can take a look."

I was sad to see him go but also excited to play with my new toy.  I set
about trying a bunch of different styles.  It took me a couple of hours but
I found about five I liked and got up to stretch my legs a bit.  I found
Bruce outside sitting on a two person chair.  He had changed to shorts and
was reading a book.  As I walked out he looked up and patted the chair.
"Have a seat and tell me how things are going."

I sat down with my feet off to the side away from Bruce.  This caused our
thighs to be rubbing against one another.  His tan strong muscular legs had
just a hint of hair and were at least twice the size of mine.  "It's going
great!" I exclaimed.  "I have a few ready to show you."

"Great.  Let me finish my drink and we'll go take a look at them." He said.

"It's chilly out here in a miniskirt." I said half lying.  He did as I
hoped and put his arm across my back and pulled me close.  "Thanks" I
whispered into his chest.

We sat in a comfortable quiet as he sipped his drink very slowly as if to
make the moment last forever.  Finally he said "Okay, let's go take a look
at what you've done."  We got up and he put his arm around my shoulder and
hugged me close as he led me back to the office.  I sat down in my chair
and again he squatted down beside me and placed his arm along my leg with
his hand on my knee.

We looked through the pictures and he made comments about each one.  I made
a couple of changes based on his suggestions.  Finally we heard the
grandfather clock chime 6 o'clock.  We had completely lost track of time.
Bruce said "You'd better call your mom, change and head home young lady."
I reluctantly agreed and before I could stand up he looked deep into my
eyes and said "Would you still like to come by tomorrow and spend the day
with me?  Maybe you can try out your new looks."

"Oh that would be great daddy!" I exclaimed and jumped up and gave him a
hug.

We hugged tightly for a minute or so before he took my shoulders and looked
down at me and said "Okay, how does 9 o'clock sound sweetheart?" he said
with a grin.  I agreed and then bounded away up the stairs and into my
bedroom to call my mom and change.  I started referring to it as my bedroom
since I was the only one that used it and it is where I kept all of "my"
clothes.

The Beginning

I left quietly and rode my bike home.  My mom was there when I got there
and it was a rare occasion that she had actually made dinner.  Dad hadn't
returned home yet so I talked with mom while we ate.  I told her all about
work and Bruce.  She must have noticed the way that I looked whenever I
mentioned him, which was a lot.  As we cleaned up the table all I talked
about was Bruce.  Of course I didn't notice but my mom sure did.  When we
were done mom told me that we should talk.  I was a little nervous as we
walked into the living room.

She sat next to me on the couch and said "Is there something else that you
want to tell me about Bruce?"

"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"Well, you obviously have grown to like Bruce a lot.  He's about all you've
talked about since you got home.  Don't get mad if this isn't correct but
it looks to me that you have a crush on him."  I turned beat red!

"I guess." I said after a moment.  I was afraid that my mom was going to be
livid.  Instead she said "You know, you're only 12 and this man is old
enough to be your father."

"But dad's old enough to be your father too!"  I exclaimed.  Of course I
was right but then again mom was 20 when they started dating.

"Have you and Bruce done anything yet?"  She asked.  I assured her that we
hadn't and that Bruce hadn't even tried.  "Does he feel the same way?" she
probed.

"I don't know for sure but I think so.  We've had a couple of moments where
we've looked deep into each other's eyes.  I've also caught him staring at
my butt a few times."

Mom laughed at that.  "Well, given your age difference I think that you'll
be the bottom in this relationship!"  I didn't know what that meant so I
asked.

She looked surprised for a second and slowly looked sad.  "I guess your
father and I are so busy we've neglected to tell you about the birds and
the bees.  I'm so sorry."  I assured her that I didn't mind and I had
learned a lot about it already.  "Well" she said, "let's get started."  She
began to talk about sex and asked about what I did and did not know.  Where
I was ignorant or fuzzy she went into detail, sometimes graphic.  It was
strange but I wasn't at all uncomfortable.

Next she went on to gay sex.  Since her brother was gay she knew quite a
bit about it.  She had skipped oral sex during the first part of the
conversation but explained it now.  I asked her what happened when the man
came and she gave me one of three options.  I could finish him off using my
hand, I could finish him off using my mouth and spit it out or I could
finish him off using my mouth and swallow.  This last one surprised me.
"You mean some people actually swallow cum?" I asked.  "Yes" she replied,
"Some people don't mind the taste and others actually enjoy the taste."
Lucky for me she didn't tell me her preference!

Next she moved on to anal sex.  I was so naïve that I was shocked by this.
"You mean men actually put their penis in the butt of other men?"  She even
went so far as to tell me that men did it to women in some cases as well.
Again I was glad she didn't tell me if she had done it but she did say that
many people actually enjoyed being fucked in the butt.  "Is this what you
mean by being a bottom?" I asked.  "Yes" she responded.  "And from what you
tell me about the two of you if you do have sex with Bruce be prepared
because I'm pretty sure you'll be on the bottom.  I guess that's a sure
fire test as to whether or not you're gay."  I don't think that she
expected me to answer but I said, "I sure wouldn't mind finding out!"  I
turned beat red when I realized what I had said.  She just smiled and let
it go.

"Do bottoms dress up as women?" I asked without thinking.  She looked at me
intensely.  "Some do, but most don't."  After a second she asked "Do you
want to?"  "I don't know" I replied.  She just stared at me so I decided to
tell her what happened.  She wasn't happy or angry.  She did, however, tell
me that although she would tell dad about my feelings towards Bruce she
wouldn't mention this.  "For some reason this is a larger taboo than being
gay.  I'm not sure why but it is."

"I'll level with you." She said.  "I lost my virginity at 14 to an older
man.  It wasn't rape but I thought it was love.  We dated for a while,
secretly of course.  I'll be honest with you, it was great.  He was very
gentle and caring.  Although it hurt when we stopped seeing one another I
wouldn't trade the experience for the world."

"So you're okay with this?" I asked.

"Well, it would be pretty hypocritical of me if I said that I wasn't.  I'm
not ecstatic about it but I'm not against it." She said.  That was good
enough for me and I thanked her and we hugged.

"He wants me to go over tomorrow and just hang out."  I said.  She looked a
little concerned but told me that it was okay.

Just then my father pulled up.  We greeted him and realizing how late it
was my mom sent me to bed.  I pretended to go to bed but didn't.  Instead I
hid where I could hear them talk.  It started with the typical "how was
your week?"  This seemed to take forever.  Finally mom got around to
telling dad about my feelings towards Bruce.  I was pleasantly shocked when
I heard him say that he wasn't surprised I was gay!  He said he had had an
inkling ever since I was young.  "Well", he said, "maybe now he'll be able
to make some friends.  It's sad to see him spend so much time alone."

I woke up early the next morning and was surprised to find dad eating
breakfast.  Normally he slept in late on weekends.  I poured some cereal
and sat down at the table.  He put his paper down and told me that he had
spoken with mom and that he was okay with my lifestyle choice.  However, he
wasn't too sure about the fact that I had a crush on someone so much older
than me.  He wanted to meet Bruce and suggested that I invite him over for
a barbeque on Sunday.  I told him that nothing had happened and may never
happen and that Bruce didn't even know about my feelings for him.  Dad
assured me that he wouldn't spill the beans.  He said that we could make it
look like a thank you for giving me a job.  I told him that I would ask
Bruce and call home if he agreed to attend.  With that I left to clean up
and head to Bruce's.

When I got there I ran right up to my room.  He hadn't laid out any clothes
but had placed a note on the dresser that said "Jennifer, You're a big girl
now :) so why don't you pick out an outfit yourself.  I'm sure you'll look
great."  And it was signed "Love Daddy".  I was so excited!!!  Bruce had
printed out in color all five of the looks that I had chosen.  Since it was
a bright sunny morning I chose the light pink combination.  Bruce had
seemed to like this one best.  It took me what seemed like forever to get
the makeup right but when I finally did I looked great!  Just like in the
picture from the computer program it had the effect of making me look like
I was about 10 or 11.  I wondered if that was why Bruce liked this one so
much.

Next I picked out my outfit.  I think that his ex-wife either kept all the
clothes she wore when she was young, really was young or liked to dress
that way.  Whatever the reason I loved her taste in clothing.  First came
the obligatory thong; this one in pink.  I followed this with a pair of
small white shorts with a 1 ½ inch inseam.  This allowed him to see not
only a lot of my legs but my butt as well.  I really liked these shorts
because they made it look like I had a pert little butt.  This had become
very important to me now that I knew what a bottom was and I wanted him to
fantasize about sticking his cock in it.  To heighten his interest the
shorts were also the low rise kind so if I squatted down you could see that
I was wearing a thong.  Next came the top.  I found a really cute short
sleeved crop top.  The outside was pink and sheer and it had a lot of lace
accents.  Underneath was an attached white camisole.  I decided against
stuffing my top since I wanted to go with the very young look.  I also
decided to paint my fingernails and toenails a sparkly pink.  There was a
pair of cute open toed sandals that I wore so he could see that I painted
my toenails.  Finally I put my hair up into its little ponytail using a
pink ribbon and put on a bit of jewelry.

When I was ready I ran downstairs to find Bruce.  I heard him fumbling
around in the laundry room.  He was loading some of his clothes in the
washing machine and I could see the clothes that I had worn and put in the
laundry chute.  This didn't seem fair so I said "Why don't you let me do
that daddy?"  Bruce turned around and, "Oh wow, it looks like my little
girl is getting younger and younger.  You look absolutely adorable!  Are
you sure you're 12 and not 10?"  I turned red and turned around walked away
a little and said "So you like?"  He quietly said "I guess this makes me
sound like a dirty old man but I would have to say that I like very much."
This really made me smile.

I walked back into towards him and said "Now you get out of here and read
your paper and let me take care of this.  Most of these clothes are mine."
He gave me a big smile and I realized what I had just said.  "I'm sorry,
they're not mine but they're clothes that I've worn."  He just laughed.
"Well, I can never wear them so we might as well consider them yours."

I then realized that this would be the perfect opportunity for me to squat
down in front of him.  I did just that to gather the clothes up.  He just
stood over me and stared down the back of my shorts.  This was great!  It
was having the exact effect that I wanted.  I looked up at him and said
"Are you just going to stand there staring all day or are you going to go
read your paper?"  Boy did he turn red!  "Sorry, I was kind of drifting off
there.  Thanks for doing this pumpkin; I really hate to do laundry."  I
smiled and said "You can now consider it one of my jobs.  And thank you for
calling me pumpkin, I really like that."

Bruce left and I went about getting the laundry started.  I realized that I
always fought doing the laundry at home but I was kind of enjoying this.
Next thing you know I'll be cleaning his house for him and liking it!

Once I got things going I found Bruce on the patio reading the paper.
Bruce heard me come out and patted the spot next to him.  I quickly sat
down and snuggled into his shoulder.  Two weeks ago I never would have
thought of doing that but it seemed natural now and I know that Bruce
enjoyed it.  Bruce lifted his arm and put it around my shoulder drawing me
close.  He looked down at me and said "Thanks for doing that pumpkin, you
have no idea how much I hate it." He then kissed me on the forehead!  This
wasn't one of those absentminded kisses but a long more affectionate kiss.

"It's my pleasure daddy.  I'll do it anytime you'd like.  This house also
needs a cleaning.  I'd be happy to take care of that for you as well."

He looked at me and without thinking said "Maybe you can wear the French
maid outfit my wife got for Halloween one year."  He turned red after he
said it thinking that I might be offended.  Instead I said "That would be
fun."

There was a slight pause before he said "So, what did you have in mind for
today sweetheart?"

Have in mind?  I hadn't really thought of anything other than hanging out
all day and trying on different clothes.

"Well" he said "we need to do something.  How about we go out for brunch?"

I paused, a little disappointed that I would have to change.  "Okay.  Give
me a little time to take off the makeup and change into my other clothes."

"Don't you dare" he said.  "I will only take you out like this.  You could
pass for my daughter without a problem.  As long as you act confident
nobody will suspect a thing."

He looked dead serious and I didn't want to make him mad.  If this is what
it took to get him to get into my panties than I would go through with it.
Plus he'd never ask if he didn't want to be seen with me.  "Okay, as long
as we don't go to a place too close.  The chance of seeing someone I know
would make me too nervous."

He agreed and we got up and left.  He told me that he wanted me to hold his
hand whenever we walked anywhere and to refer to him as dad or daddy.  Well
of course I had no problem with this!

Bruce drove to a restaurant in the next town.  We had a wonderful time.
The waiter referred to me as miss and I actually felt quite comfortable.
On the way back home it started to cool down and eventually it began to
rain.  So much for a warm sunny day.  When we got home Bruce decided we
should watch a movie and maybe play a little pool or something.  I had
never played pool before but he said that he would teach me.

It had cooled off quite a bit and I knew that I had been laying it on a
little thick so I decided to change things up a little.  I found a really
cute long sleeved pink sweater with a pink rose embroidered over the left
breast.  Next I found a really cute blue jean miniskirt.  This ensemble was
both cute and just a little sexy.  I just touched up my makeup.  It would
take me too long to completely redo it.

Bruce was in the media room when I found him.  When he saw me he said "I
can't believe it but it looks like my little girl has grown up fast.  I'm
guessing 16 or so."  Well, that was close enough to legal for me!

We decided on an action adventure movie.  I can't remember which one or
even if it was any good!  I cuddled up next to him and all I could focus on
was how big, strong and handsome he was.  My miniskirt rode up just a
little so if he had been walking towards me he would have gotten a little
hint of panties.  When he began rubbing my bare leg I almost came in my
panties!  "That feels nice" I whispered into his big strong shoulder.  He
didn't say anything but continued on, sometimes moving all the way up my
thigh to the bottom of my skirt.  I also noticed a distinctive bulge in his
pants.  I couldn't take my eyes off of it.  All I could think of was how
huge it was.  I mean, this thing must be absolutely mammoth!  It actually
frightened me a little.  I began to wonder if I could even fit it in my
mouth much less my ass.

As the movie drew to a close Bruce's rubbing trailed off and I noticed his
bulge getting a little smaller.  I guess he wanted to make sure that he
could turn on the lights without me seeing what I had already been watching
for the past hour.  I was thankful as well because my hard on also went
down a little.  The miniskirt did a good job of concealing it while I was
sitting but I wasn't sure if it would work too well while standing.

We got up and stretched our legs after the movie ended.  I made a show of
stretching.  I got on my toes and raised my arms above my head.  This
caused the sweater to rise up so he could see most of my belly.  I changed
out the laundry and then went upstairs to freshen up and decided to change
my jewelry.  Bruce had asked me not to change my outfit.  I put on another
necklace and as I was rummaging through all of the jewelry I found a couple
of pairs of clip-on earrings.  I was so excited!  I went with a pair that
had a bunch of gold hoops, each smaller than the other.  I thought that
they were cool because they jingled whenever I moved my head.

I bounded down the stairs mainly because it made my earrings jingle and
went to the game room. Bruce had already racked the balls and had made
himself a scotch and water.  Good, I thought, maybe if he gets a little
drunk it will be easier to get him to take advantage of me.  I asked him to
break since I didn't know what I was doing.  He proceeded to pocket a
couple of balls.  When he missed I took my cue and set up for my first
shot.  Of course I did it all wrong.  Bruce decided that he should show me
how to do it.

He came up behind me and told me to bend over the table to get eye level
with the cue ball.  This was my chance to let him see my panties full on.
I bent over and lifted one leg to get further on the table.  I knew my
skirt rode up high enough to see not only my thong but a little bit of butt
cheek.  I think that this was too much for him.  All of my efforts had
finally paid off.  He came up behind me and positioned himself along my
back.  His face was just off to my side.  As he took my hands and
repositioned me I looked over to him.  Our lips were only an inch or two
apart.  "See, that's how you do it." He whispered.  It was too much.  He
was too close to do anything but kiss him!

Our lips met hesitantly at first but slowly we got more and more into it.
Soon I felt his tongue along my lips.  I joyously opened my mouth for him
and his tongue shot in.  It was long and thick and filled my mouth.  We
tongue wrestled for about a minute.  It was a wet, sloppy kiss.  We were
both in an uncomfortable position so without missing a beat he rolled me
over and picked me up.  I wrapped my legs around his back, my skirt hiked
up high and without breaking our kiss he carried me over and laid me down
on the couch.  My legs still straddled his back as he began to gently dry
hump me.  We kissed eyes open and looking deep into each others eyes for
what seemed like an eternity.  Finally we broke.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't take it anymore."  He said.

"Don't be sorry, I couldn't take it either."  I replied.

We kissed long and deep yet again.  When we broke I looked into his eyes
and said "Please, daddy, I want to see your body so badly."  Without saying
a word he stood up and stripped.  He towered over me and I was amazed by
his muscular almost hairless body.  As he pulled down his pants I sat up
and kept him from pulling down his tight white underwear.  The bulge was
fantastically large and at the tip the material was wet from pre-cum.  I
gently lifted the waistband over the tip of his cock and pulled down the
underwear.  I watched intently as his huge cock was revealed. When I
finally got his underwear down far enough his cock fell down and hit me in
the forehead.  I looked up at him and laughed.  He, of course, had a huge
grin on his face.

I took the monster in my hands and studied it intently.  I was amazed at
the size and perfection.  This was indeed something to be very proud of.
Finally I could hold back no longer and positioned myself directly in front
of it.  Looking up at Bruce I kissed the very tip.  Then I stuck out my
tongue and slowly, gently licked the tip.  His pre-cum was warm and salty;
not at all what I thought that it would taste like.  Not bad, just
different.  I was sure that I could grow to love it.  I alternated between
kisses and licks and soon moved to a full on tongue bath of the tip of his
cock.  Next I opened my mouth to take in the tip.  It seemed strange to me
how something so hard could be so soft and velvety at the same time.  I was
practically drooling and looking Bruce right in the eye the huge head
penetrated my lips and about two more inches went in.  Bruce closed his
eyes and let out a long sigh.  He obviously was enjoying being in my mouth.
It was strange because I was having difficulty getting him much further
into my mouth.  I only got about 4 inches in before my mouth was stretched
so wide I couldn't get any more in.  I sure hope my butt was more pliable!
I began bobbing up and down the shaft as far as I could.  I noticed that I
could hear myself slurping and my earrings were jingling.  This added to
the eroticism.  I would sometimes stop bobbing and swirl my tongue around
the head.  I also began to use my hand to rub up and down the shaft.  Since
my mouth was watering so much there was plenty of moisture to make things
easier.

After about 5 minutes Bruce slowly pulled me off.  I reluctantly let go and
looked up at him questioningly.  "This is wonderful pumpkin.  Let's change
positions because I'm going to cum soon and I don't want to cum in your
mouth."  This confused me.  "Why don't you want to cum in my mouth?"

"Because" he answered "I never knew a girl that wanted me to cum in their
mouth.  Besides, I cum a lot and wouldn't want to make a mess of your
outfit."

I didn't reply because I wanted to surprise him.  There was no way I was
going to waste this wonderful man's cum.  Why would any girl not want to
taste the fruits of her labor?

Bruce pulled me up and kissed me long and hard.  I draped my arms around
his neck as his hands reached under my skirt and grabbed each globe of my
ass.  I was on my tiptoes because he was so much taller than me.  I lifted
my left leg onto his hip and he used this opportunity to take the index
finger on his right hand, slide it under my thong and massage my butt hole.
I shivered when he did that.  He began to pull his hand away but I moved it
back letting him know that the shiver was from pleasure not from fear.

Eventually Bruce moved his hands from my butt to my shoulders signaling the
end of our kiss.  We reluctantly parted and Bruce said "Jennifer, I don't
want to offend you but I would love to videotape this for posterity's
sake."  How could I say no!  This was to be my very first time and I
thought that it was rather romantic.  I agreed and he ran to set up the
camera on a tripod.  It was funny watching him run with a hard-on.  It
bounced up and down and had to be rather uncomfortable.  When everything
was ready Bruce proceeded to lie down on the couch; his cock pointing
straight up strong and hard.  I got on my knees between his legs so I could
look at him while I sucked his beautiful tool.

I went back to my fun job and after about 5 minutes I noticed his breathing
getting heavier.  Finally he said "I'm going to cum pumpkin!"  And cum he
did!  I pulled off just in time and backed away a little.  I watched as
first a small amount poured out onto my hand.  Then came a huge blast that
must have shot 3 feet in the air!  This was followed by several more
blasts.  I watched the tip of his cock absolutely mesmerized.  When he
finally began to trail off I looked up to his face and there was a look of
utter satisfaction.  I also noticed that his chest was just soaked in cum.
Could there be over half a cup's worth or even more?  I vowed that someday
soon I would find out.

"How was it daddy?" I asked as I continued to gently stroke his cock.

"Oh my God sweetheart, that was spectacular" he said through half open
eyes.

I looked down at my hand which was covered in a thick coat of cum.
Curious, I stopped stroking and brought it to my face.  I took my index
finger and stuck it in my mouth.  I closed my lips around it and pulled it
out taking the cum into my mouth.  I swirled it around with my tongue and
finally swallowed.  "Not bad" I thought.  I proceeded to lick the rest off
of my hand.  I was so focused on getting every last bit that I hadn't
noticed that Bruce was intently watching me with a look of wonder on his
face.  I looked up at him questioningly.  "That was the sexiest thing I
have ever seen" he said.

I smiled and turned bright red and then bent back over and began to lick
his cock clean.  I would look at his cock to spot the next glob and then
look him in the eye as I licked it off.  Once his cock was clean I
proceeded to lick his legs clean followed by his stomach and chest.  It
took me a couple of minutes to finish.  When I was done I moved up to his
face.  I wasn't sure what he would do.  Would he kiss me after I ate his
cum?  My question was quickly answered as he kissed me hard and deep.  He
once again brought his hands up under my skirt and began rubbing my cheeks
and gently probing my asshole with his index finger.  It only took a few
seconds for me to cum.  It was a spectacular orgasm.  My eyes actually
rolled back in my head!

We continued to kiss for a few more minutes.  Bruce rolled onto his side,
our legs intertwined.  "Wow" he said with a big grin, "that was
incredible."

"I can't wait to do it again" I said.  "That was a lot of fun!"

He began laughing hard.  "I wish you could stay the night pumpkin" he said
almost as if asking if it was okay.  "If you can't at least you can come by
again tomorrow."

Just then I remembered that my father wanted Bruce to come over tomorrow.
"I'd love to Daddy but I was supposed to ask you something but I forgot to.
My father wants to know if you can come by tomorrow for a barbeque.  He
wants to thank you for giving me the job and wants to get to know you."  I
was afraid that he would turn it down.

"Sure pumpkin.  I just hope that he doesn't find out that I just robbed the
cradle with his kid.  I guess I could go to prison for this."

"Don't worry sweetheart, he won't find out.  I don't think that he would
send you to prison either since he got busted by my mom a few years ago.
He was having sex with the babysitter and she was only 14.  I don't know
why my parents stuck together but they did."

We snuggled quietly for a while; sometimes sharing tender kisses.  I must
have dozed off because I awoke with a start and noticed that Bruce was
gone.  I got up and looked in the mirror over the bar and saw how
disheveled I looked.  There was no way I wanted Bruce to see me like this.
Unfortunately it was too late because Bruce came back into the room just as
I was getting ready to leave.

"Pumpkin, your mother just called.  She wanted to know when you would be
coming home.  I hope you don't mind but I told her that I was hoping you
could stay for dinner.  She said it was okay as long as you were home by
11."  Bruce said.  "Oh, and I told her that I would be happy to come over
tomorrow.  Your dad flies out late in the day so everything will start at
noon."

I was delighted, to say the least.  Dinner with Bruce!  What should I wear?
Remembering how terrible I looked I covered my face in my hands, ran out of
the room and asked him not to look at me.  He laughed but stayed behind.

Once I got out the door and out of sight I called back.  "I'd love to stay
for dinner" I yelled.  "What should I wear?"

"Let's do something romantic.  Pick out a dress and we'll have dinner here"
Bruce said.

This was so exciting!  A romantic dinner with Bruce and my first time
wearing a dress.  I quickly ran upstairs to pick out what I would wear.
For makeup I chose the dark, sexy look I had made with the makeover
program.  In the picture this made me look like I was maybe twenty.  Next
came the dress.  She had so many to choose from!  I decided on a little
black dress as this seemed to be the best choice for a romantic dinner.
There must have been 20 of them in the closet.  Some were extremely short
and tight, some looked almost liked ball gowns.  I found an absolutely
beautiful black dress.  It had a single strap over the left shoulder and
came down to my knee on the left side and my ankle on the right.  It was
form fitting but not too tight.  Best of all it was backless.  It was the
epitome of pretty with just a hint of sexiness.  Given the style of the
dress I couldn't wear a bra but the dress had push-up forms that gave the
appearance of having at least a-cup breasts.  I went with a black thong, of
course!  Once I picked out my outfit I hopped in the shower.  I had found a
razor and used this to remove what little body hair I had.  When I was done
I did my best to style my hair in a sexy up-do.  I was past due for my
normal haircut and since my hair was already a little long to begin with I
was able to do a halfway decent job.  I worked on my makeup and nails.  I
was surprised that in such a short period of time I was able to do an
admiral job with my makeup.  I chose a deep red nail polish for my
fingernails and toenails.  I finished dressing with a pair of black strappy
sandals with a 3 inch heel.  I didn't go overboard on the jewelry.  I chose
a pair of diamond dangling earrings.  I vowed to get my ears pierced as
soon as possible because the number of clip-on earrings was limited but
these were absolutely beautiful.  I also found a matching necklace.  It was
a gold chain with a single teardrop diamond.  Next came a tennis bracelet
and a pretty gold ankle bracelet.  I didn't know it then but I was wearing
about $50,000 worth of jewelry at the time!

I was just finishing up when Bruce knocked on the door.  "Hey babe, are you
about ready?"

I looked at the clock and realized that I had been getting ready for over
an hour!  "I'm sorry honey I didn't realize how long this was taking!  I'll
be right down."  After a quick check in the mirror and a tiny spray of
perfume I opened the door.  Bruce must have heard me because he was
standing at the bottom of the spiral staircase.

Bruce let out a wolf whistle that echoed in the cavernous entry room.  I
blushed and made my way down the stairs.  I couldn't help but notice that
Bruce was looking at me like I was a piece of meat and he was a hungry
animal.  As I got to the bottom Bruce backed away a little to make room for
me.  After I got off the last step I spun around and said to Bruce "What do
you think?"

He didn't say a word as he took me in his arms and kissed me deeply.  His
hands were roaming over my butt and my bare back, focusing mainly on my
butt.  A massive erection began in his slacks.  I wanted to drop to my
knees right there.  I dropped one hand from his shoulder and caressed his
hard-on through his pants.  Bruce broke the kiss.  "You are so hot!  Let's
take it easy because I don't want to spoil your hair or your dress before
dinner.  After dinner though is another story entirely!"

I giggled.  "Then let's eat fast" I said.

Bruce grinned and wrapped his arm around me, his hand caressing my butt as
we walked.  I was so turned on I didn't think I could wait until after
dinner.

Bruce had set up the table for a candlelight dinner.  He led me to my chair
and actually held it out for me.  There was a glass of wine in front of my
plate.  I guess he was going all the way in contributing to the delinquency
of a minor!  However, I did sneak a drink every now and again at home when
my parents weren't around.

Dinner was beautiful.  Bruce was an okay cook but I must admit that he
wasn't nearly as good as I was.  Being a latchkey kid I had been making my
meals for quite some time.  We chatted throughout dinner.  Bruce spent most
of his time leering at me with a devilish grin.

When we were done with dinner I said that I would clear the table.  Bruce
would have none of it.  "I'll clean up later on.  Right now I want to eat
you up for dessert!"  He practically bounded over ripping off all of his
clothes, pulled my chair out, lifted me out of my seat and took off my
dress.  I covered myself.  I was very self-conscious standing there in only
a thong and high heels.  Bruce moved my hands to my side.  "Please don't.
You look absolutely stunning."  I grinned and wrapped my arms around his
neck.  We made out furiously.  Once again Bruce moved his hands to the
object of his desire.  He again took a finger and massaged my asshole.
This was really turning me on.  I was surprised when Bruce dropped to his
knees and began kissing my cock.  Being new to this and feeling
uncomfortable with him doing this to me I gently pulled his head away from
my crotch.  "Please don't.  I can cum just by doing that to you."  I don't
think that bothered Bruce.  By the way that he acted I think that he might
have actually been relieved.  He was definitely the top in this
relationship.

What he did next absolutely blew me away.  He gently turned me around,
facing the table.  His face was pointed to my ass and he grabbed hold of my
hands and placed them on the table.  Next he used his hands to ply apart my
butt cheeks, one hand moving the thong as well.  Then he started to lick my
asshole!  Far from being grossed out I was so turned on I came right away,
shivering uncontrollably.

"Wow, that was incredible" I exclaimed after I came to my senses.  "I can't
believe you did that."

"Well, every good man eats out his woman.  It's only fair you know."

"Believe me, I don't mind" I said.  Then it occurred to me that he had just
referred to me as his woman!  I definitely didn't mind that!

Bruce turned me around and we made out like two animals.  I didn't even
think to not consider kissing him because of where his tongue had been.

After a minute of kissing I dropped to my knees and got his hard cock into
my mouth as quickly as possible.  The head was slimy with pre-cum which I
licked off immediately.  I didn't mess around.  I wanted his cum so badly I
went to town.  I didn't even realize that I was taking at least 2 more
inches of his cock in my mouth than I had the first time.  After only about
2 minutes of sucking he yelled that he was going to cum.  His first spasm
was so violent that I couldn't keep his cock in my mouth.  It popped out
and the first huge jet splattered across my face.  I got him back into my
mouth in time to take the remaining spurts.  I swallowed as quickly as I
could but some drooled out of my mouth and down my chin.  The taste was
incredible.  The feeling of his cum running down my face turned me on so
much I came again.

Bruce collapsed back onto the table and I collapsed on the floor.  Both of
us were breathing hard.  I never thought that sex could be so intense.
After a bit Bruce picked me up off the floor; cradling me in his arms like
a baby.  He carried me into the living room.  I could feel his cock
bouncing up and hitting me in the back as he walked.  I couldn't believe
that he was still hard.  He sat on the couch with me still cradled in his
arms.  We looked at each other and it was the first time that Bruce noticed
that he had cum on my face.

"Oh my God pumpkin, I didn't mean to cum on your face.  I'm so sorry."

"About what?" I inquired.  "I think it's kind of neat.  You can do it again
if you want."

Bruce looked at me in wonder.  "My God Jennifer, you are every man's dream
girl."

Well this just put me even higher on cloud nine!  I felt some of Bruce's
cum leak down to my upper lip and I stuck out my tongue to lap it up.  I
felt another on my cheek and took my finger and wiped it up.  I put my
finger close to my mouth and licked the cum off.  All the while I was
staring at Bruce.  He still had that look of erotic awe and I knew I'd be
on my knees shortly to suck him off again.  I knew I was still covered in
cum but wasn't sure where the largest globs were so I took Bruce's finger,
wiped it across my face to get any cum and then licked it from his finger.
This was all the hint he needed and he began to use his finger to wipe my
face clean.  He would feed his cum to me in different ways.  Sometimes he'd
stick his finger directly in my mouth, other times he would wipe the cum on
my lips so I could lick it off.  Once he was moving very slowly so instead
of waiting for him I lunged up and sucked his finger into my mouth.  "After
a while of intently searching my face for more he proclaimed "all gone!"

I nuzzled into him gently kissing his tight stomach.  His cock was
beginning to spasm so I moved my head a little and began to lick it.
Before long I was on my knees again gently nursing on his cock.  This time
it took him much longer to cum.  I was able to keep his cock in my mouth
when he came and the volume was less although still decent.  I kept the cum
in my mouth and savored the taste before looking up at him as I swallowed
it.  He seemed to enjoy seeing my throat move showing him that his cum was
traveling from his cock to my mouth and ultimately to my stomach.

I crawled into his lap again and we snuggled for a while.  I heard the
clock chime 10 so I told him that I had better get cleaned up and head
home.

"Okay pumpkin" he said.  "Do you want me to drive you home baby?"

"Thanks Daddy, but it's not far and I can ride my bike.  Sometimes it's fun
to ride at night" I said.  I was thinking that I needed a bit of time by
myself to sort out my feelings.  I was falling madly in love but despite
what my mom had said I was still concerned about her reaction.

We kissed deeply one more time before I got up and moved to the kitchen to
grab my dress before showering and heading home.

Meet The Parents

I got home just before 11.  The light in the living room was on and I
thought that mom had left it on for me and gone to bed.  Instead I walked
in to see her lying on the couch reading a book.

"I didn't hear a car; did you ride your bike home?" She asked sounding
concerned.

I told her that Bruce had offered but I turned him down.

"Have a seat" she said while sitting up and patting the couch next to her.
I was hoping that this wouldn't happen tonight.  I still wasn't prepared to
talk about it.

"So, how was your day?" She inquired.

"I had fun.  We went out to brunch, watched a movie, played some pool and
had dinner."

"Did you dress up?" she questioned.

I think that my eyes just about popped out of my head.  Should I tell her
the truth?  She was looking at me with an impartial stare.  It seemed to
take an hour but was probably only a few seconds before I told her that I
had dressed up.

"Did you have sex?" She asked matter-of-factly.

"Mom!" I exclaimed.  I was shocked by her direct question.

"Listen," she said rather sternly.  "It is my right as your mother to know
what you're up to.  I won't be at all mad if you did.  Seeing that twinkle
in your eyes when you came in I'm pretty sure that you did."  I didn't
answer.  Finally she said "If you don't tell me I am going to tell your
father that you dress up as a girl when you're with Bruce."

This was downright blackmail!  The last thing that I wanted my father to
know was that I was dressing up.  "Yes" I said while looking down at my
hands.

Mom gave me a big hug.  This surprised me.  "How was it? She inquired.

This I couldn't lie about.  "Spectacular!"

"Well I'm glad" she said.  "You'll have to give me all of the juicy details
later because it's getting late."  She gave me one last big hug before
going off to bed.

I can't tell you how I felt.  A little relieved, a little scared.  I made
my way up to bed.  It seemed to take forever to fall asleep.  I had so much
on my mind.

I woke to a knock on my door.  I looked at the clock and it was almost 9.

My mom entered the room carrying something behind her back.  She turned on
the light and I was temporarily blinded.  "I have to tell you that I lied
last night.  I already told your father about how you like to dress up.
Anyway, he was absolutely fine with it.  So, I went out and got you
something to wear today.  I figured I'd have you wear it since you and
Bruce are now an item.  Oh, and I already told your father about that.
He's very happy for you.  Anyway, I've always wanted to have a girl that I
could buy clothes for!  Your father loves it and can't wait to see you in
it."

I almost wet my bed.  This was the most frightening thing that I could
imagine!  My eyes were finally adjusting to the light.  Mom looked the
happiest that I had ever seen her.  She was holding out one of the cutest
little dresses I have ever seen.  This was definitely for a girl in her
early teens.  It was white with a pink flower pattern throughout.  It had
spaghetti straps and was tight through the bodice with a flared pleated
skirt that probably came down to about mid-thigh.  The material was quite
thin so you would be able to see the outline of my legs through the skirt
if the light was right.

"Thank you mom but I don't know if I can dress like this in front of you
and dad."

"You can and you will" she said sternly.  I guess I was going to have to
wear it whether I wanted to or not.  Believe me; I really wanted to wear it
but just not in front of mom and dad.  "Now get up, eat some breakfast and
get in the shower; um what does Bruce call you?"  She asked.

"Jennifer" I said a little embarrassed.

"That's a beautiful name!  If you had been a girl I would have named you
Elizabeth.  So, how about we go with Jennifer Elizabeth?"

"Okay" I said quietly.

"Fine then, get something to eat and get into the shower immediately
Jennifer Elizabeth.  I want to have plenty of time to get you ready for
your boyfriend."

I blushed and got out of bed as mom left the room.  I threw on some sweats
and went downstairs to eat after spending a few minutes studying myself in
the mirror.  I came to the conclusion that I was much more attractive as a
girl.  I got a little scared when I saw dad standing in the kitchen.  He
looked up and gave me a smile.  He walked over without saying a word and
gave me a big hug!  Wow, he had never hugged me before, at least as far as
I remembered.  "Your mother told me and I am truly happy for you.  If this
is what makes you happy then I will support you as much as I can."

"Thank you dad; I was so worried that you would be mad at me" I said into
his chest.

"I'm not mad at you at all.  I always suspected something was different
about you.  You're not hurting anyone by being this way so how could I be
mad at you."

I thanked him again and we broke our hug.

"From now on" he said "you will be treated like my little girl and that
means that I had better approve of your boyfriend."

I blushed.  "Don't worry dad, he's a great guy."  He smiled at me and left
the room.

Okay, now I was happy.  I knew that mom and dad were genuinely pleased.  I
hoped that Bruce wouldn't be mad that I had shared everything with them.  I
quickly ate my breakfast and ran upstairs to shower as mom had asked.

Mom was in my room when I had finished.  She handed me my dress and a white
silk thong.  My God I didn't think mom even knew about thongs.  She must
have seen my look because she immediately said "This dress will show panty
lines so you need to wear a thong.  Most girls wear them all of the time
now even if they don't need them.  Now get your panties and dress on and
join me in my sitting room.  I'm going to work on your hair and makeup."

She left and I got dressed.  The dress felt and looked wonderful.  It was
so light and airy!  It was definitely for a girl with little to no breasts
so it fit quite well.  I spun around in a circle and saw that the dress
flew up really high.  You could actually see above the top of the thong.
The feeling was indescribable.

I bounded to mom's sitting room.  She had a bunch of makeup laid out on the
table.  She told me that I looked very cute and she had me sit down and
walked me through all of the makeup.  I told her what I had learned from
the computer program that Bruce had given me.  She gave me a lot of
additional tips that really helped.  She let me put on my own makeup;
helping me all the while.  It took a bit more time than usual but in the
end I must say that I looked great.  I was a very sweet looking young
teenaged girl.  Then she opened a drawer and pulled out a bunch of clip-on
hair extensions.  This was great!  I would finally have long hair!  She
showed me how to put them in and after quite a bit of work I had beautiful
long wavy hair well past my shoulders!  She showed me several different
styles and we finally decided on a high ponytail held in place by a really
cute white bow clip.  A little tendril of hair fell on each side of my
head.  Next she pierced both of my ears twice.  It hurt like hell but I was
happy with the results.  She put a small hoop in each ear followed by a
really cute dangling earring in the other hole in each ear.  She also gave
me a cute charm bracelet and a simple gold chain necklace.  We went with a
couple of rings on each hand and a toe ring on each foot.  Finally came
another charm bracelet for my ankle.  She polished all of my nails with a
pink nail polish that matched the flower pattern in the dress.

This was when we had our most intimate conversation ever.  She asked me
what sex was like with Bruce.  I opened up and although I didn't get too
graphic I told her about the blowjobs and the fact that he was so huge I
didn't think we could ever truly make love.  She told me not to worry and
that my asshole was much more pliable than I thought.  Based on her
knowledge she obviously had anal sex before.

After my nails had dried she handed me a pair of cute white sandals.  I put
them on and she had me stand in front of the mirror.  I was flabbergasted.
I couldn't believe how good I looked.  You could tell it was me; I just
looked so much cuter than I had thought possible.  Mom was also impressed
and poked her head out the door and called my dad.  I got nervous waiting
for him to come up.  Mom heard him coming and partially opened the door.

"Mitch; I would like to introduce you to your new daughter, Jennifer
Elizabeth."  With that she opened the door completely.  Dad looked me up
and down and gave me a big smile.  "My God, you're beautiful!"  I blushed
and he came over and gave me a hug.

Just then the doorbell rang and I saw that it was noon.  I looked out the
window and saw Bruce's car in the drive.  I just looked around wide-eyed.

"Aren't you going to get the door?" Mom laughed.

I ran downstairs without a word and nervously opened the door.  I was sure
mom and dad were listening at the top of the stairs.  Bruce was standing
there looking as handsome as ever.  "Hi" he said.  "I'm Bruce.  I didn't
know that Jim had a sister."

I smiled.  "It's me, Jennifer, silly."  His eyes got huge.

"Oh my God you look absolutely adorable!"  He came to give me a hug and
stopped.  "Your parents know?"  He asked a little nervously.

"Yeah, my mom got it out of me last night.  Absolutely everything.  I
wanted to call you and warn you in case you didn't want to come.  They're
very happy about it."  I said quickly.  I was so worried he would get mad
and leave.  Instead he said "Wow, that's great!"  And he gave me a kiss
right there on the front porch.

All of a sudden right behind me I heard mom say "You must be Jennifer's
boyfriend."

I turned around quickly "Mom, don't embarrass me!"

I heard Bruce laugh and say "Guilty as charged."

This made me laugh.  Dad was right behind mom and I introduced Bruce to
both of them.  It went great!  Bruce held my hand as we made our way out
back.  Bruce and my father hit it off right away.  Dad got Bruce and
himself a beer and they began to talk about sports.  Mom pulled me away and
into the kitchen.

"Wow, he's hot!" Mom exclaimed.  All I could do was giggle.  Mom then said
"My God girl, don't let him get away.  You don't know how lucky you are!
Good looking, good in bed, so far, a huge cock and lots of money."

"Mom, don't talk about the size of my boyfriend's cock" I said embarrassed.
"But yes I do know how lucky I am."

She laughed and we made our way outside with some food.  Bruce gave me a
hug and we all stood there walking.  Bruce spent most of the day either
holding my hand or with his arm across my shoulders.  This show of
affection meant a lot to me.  He even gave me a kiss right in front of my
parents!

The barbeque was over much quicker than I thought that it would be.  The
day was a great success.  I was surprised when mom decided to take dad to
the airport.  Then she reminded me that she was scheduled to fly out to
meet him on Friday and they were going to Europe for two weeks!  So much
had happened recently that I had forgotten all about their trip.  Two weeks
alone with Bruce!  I hoped he would ask me to stay with him the entire
time.

Dad pulled me aside before he left.  "Jennifer, I want to tell you that I
think that Bruce is a great guy.  From the way he talks about you he cares
for you a great deal.  So, whether it matters or not, you have my
blessing."

I gave him a big hug.  "Thank you dad; all of this means so much to me.
I'm so happy that you're okay with this."  With that he went to get ready
to leave.

Mom and dad said their goodbyes.  Mom wouldn't be back for at least 3 hours
so I had plenty of time to fool around with Bruce.  He obviously felt the
same way because as soon as the door closed he gave me a deep kiss and his
hands once again found my butt cheeks.  "Oh pumpkin, it was all I could do
to keep my hands off you today.  You look absolutely adorable!"

"Really" I said.  I pulled a little bit away and said "What do you think?"
Then I spun around so my skirt flew up and he could see my thong.  He
didn't need to answer because a bulge instantly appeared in his pants.

"Come here you sexy little thing!" He yelled.  I wrapped my arms around his
neck and he ran his hands up my legs and under my dress.  He picked me up
and I wrapped my legs around his back.  We kissed while his finger found
and massaged my asshole.  "Where can we go?" He asked as we broke our kiss.

"There's a spare bedroom upstairs" I said breathlessly.  He carried me
upstairs just as we were.  I pointed him to the door and he opened it and
practically threw me on the bed.  He leered down at me as I lay there with
my legs spread wide.  He stared at me as he took off his clothes.  This man
meant business and I knew it.  I jumped up.  "Hold on" I said as I bolted
out of the room.  I ran to my mom's dressing table and took out some of the
clear lotion that I had used on the rough spots on my elbows.  It was
pretty greasy and I thought that if I used enough he could at least get a
finger inside of me.

When I returned Bruce had thrown the covers from the bed and was standing
facing the door with his hard cock pointing straight at me.  I jumped into
his arms and again wrapped my legs around his back.  As if on autopilot his
finger again found my asshole as we kissed.  I broke the kiss and showed
him the bottle in my hand.  "Maybe you can find a use for this" I said
coyly.

He got a huge grin on his face and turned around and laid me face up on the
bed.  He got down on his knees and lifted my legs.  He put his face in my
ass and began to lick.  It was incredible!  He was alternately frantic and
gentle.  I squealed and came all over without even touching myself.

Bruce grabbed the lotion and generously coated his fingers and the outside
of my rosebud.  Ever so gently he swirled his index finger around my
asshole and slowly entered into me.  I began to moan in ecstasy.  Once he
got in to his first knuckle he pulled out again.  He pushed back in and
slowly worked his way up to his second knuckle.  He began to massage my
sphincter which felt so incredible I immediately got as hard as a rock.
Sure it hurt a little but he was very gentle.  The thought that he would
eventually be placing his dick in the same spot added to the pleasure.  If
he wasn't so huge I would have taken him in right at that moment but I had
a long way to go before I could accommodate him.

Eventually he buried his finger to the hilt and began to finger fuck me.
He moved up to me and I gave him a big smile.  "How does it feel pumpkin?"
He asked.

"Absolutely wonderful" I purred.

We made out as he continued to finger fuck me.  I came again after about 5
minutes.  I noticed that I had begun to groan and squeal louder and louder
every time I came.  By the look on his face Bruce really seemed to enjoy
this.  This squeal was particularly loud.  After I opened my eyes I noticed
Bruce kind of laughing.  I was embarrassed.  "I'm sorry daddy, I don't know
what came over me."

"Be as loud as you like sweetie.  It lets me know when I hit just the right
spot."  He said with a smile.  He continued to finger fuck me very gently.
Eventually he pulled out all of the way.  I felt a little empty but judging
by how his dick was throbbing it was obvious that he needed some relief.
Since I would have to wash the bed sheets anyway I used the sheet to clean
off his hand.

I grabbed at his ass and pulled him forward.  I knew that it wouldn't take
long so I figured that I would lay there while he fucked my mouth.  He got
the hint and moved up to my face.  I looked up at him as I began to lick
the underside of his cock.  He looked down at me with such lust I knew what
I wanted to do.  After about 2 minutes of licks, kisses and gentle sucks he
announced that he was ready to cum.  I pulled him out of my mouth and
lifted my head a little just as he shot his first spurt.  It landed square
on my forehead.  All of the rest of the spurts did the same.  My face was
absolutely soaked.

When he finally finished I opened my mouth and through a veil of cum said
"How do I look?"

"Fucking spectacular; I wish that I had a camera."

I laughed.  "Please run to the bathroom and get a mirror."

He got up and was back in a few seconds.  There was cum on my eyelids so I
was afraid to open my eyes.  Bruce saw this and used his finger to gently
clean it away.  As he was doing this I said "I want it, please feed it to
me."  Of course he didn't hesitate to do this.  He loved the fact that I
wanted to eat all of his cum.  Eventually I was able to open my eyes and
was amazed at how I looked.  Here was a cute 12 year old "girl" absolutely
covered in cum.  It was indeed a spectacular sight.

Bruce had me lay back on the bed and gave me the mirror.  I held it so I
could see my face as he used his fingers to scoop up the cum and feed it to
me.  When my face was clean we snuggled for a while.

"My mom and dad really liked you," I said.

"Thank God," he said.  "I would have been devastated if they didn't.  Now
we can be in the open about our relationship."

Relationship!  What a wonderful word.  I was now sure that he felt the same
about me as I did about him.  This wasn't strictly to get in my panties but
to care for one another deeply.  I was sure that I was in love with him but
didn't want to say anything for fear of scaring him off.

"When did you become attracted to me?"  I asked.

"Well," he said, "When I first saw you I thought that you were cute but for
some strange reason I thought that you would be even better looking as a
girl.  I was pretty darn happy when you had to wear my ex-wife's clothes.
Once I came in and saw you in one of her suits I knew right there that I
wanted to get in your panties." We both laughed at that comment.

We snuggled for quite a while.  Eventually my face began to crust over from
the cum that he was unable to scoop up.  I knew that I probably looked
terrible.  I looked over and saw that I only had about an hour and a half
before mom got home.  "I'm sorry sweetheart but I'd better get this cleaned
up before mom gets home."

"Yeah, I'd better be going too.  I have some work to do around the house."
He said.

"Well don't do the laundry or the dishes.  That's part of my job now
remember?"  I reminded him.

"Oh pumpkin, don't even think that I would expect you to do housework."  He
said seriously.

"But I want to.  It would be fun.  Please let me do it?" I pleaded.

He looked at me to see if I was serious.  "Okay, but don't feel like you
have to do it."  After a pause he said.  "You know Jennifer if you're okay
with it I would prefer to only see you dressed as a girl from now on."

"Well that's good because I only want to see you while I'm dressed as a
girl."  I said.  Bruce gave me a kiss and got up to put on his clothes.

He looked down at me as he dressed.  I was sprawled on the bed with my
dress hiked up far enough so he could see the material of my thong.
"Pumpkin, you are so fucking hot." He said.

I just smiled and then I recalled that my parents would be gone for two
weeks starting Friday.  "Bruce, my mom and dad will be in Europe for two
weeks beginning Friday.  I hope we can spend a little more time together?"
I inquired hopefully.

"That's great!"  He exclaimed.  "You can stay at my place the entire time
if you'd like."  He bent down to kiss me.  "I would love to wake up next to
you in the morning."  I almost swooned as we kissed.

We were running late so I walked him to the door.  We kissed each other
goodbye and he left.  I quickly ran upstairs to get the sheets in the
laundry and take a shower.  When I was done I threw on shorts and a t-shirt
and was just putting the laundry into the dryer when my mom walked in.
"So, you and Bruce dirtied up the sheets in the spare bedroom I see." She
said with a grin on her face.  I just smiled and didn't say anything.

I followed mom into the kitchen and she stopped and turned to me.  "He
really is a great catch."  She said.  "It's pretty obvious that he's in
love with you as well.  Consider yourself lucky."  I told her that I did.

"Now," she said "I think that we should go shopping for some clothes for
you."

"Don't worry about that mom.  His ex-wife left a huge closet full of
clothes that fit me perfectly.  I could wear one outfit a day and probably
not wear the same thing twice.  She even left all of her jewelry and some
makeup."  I explained.

"Well the makeup is probably getting old so let's go to the mall and I'll
pick some up.  We don't have much time so why don't you get dragged along
by me as a boy rather than be excited to be buying makeup for you as a
girl?"  I told her that I could live with that.

Although I was dressed as a boy we talked like mother and daughter.  It was
the closest that I had ever felt with her and I think that she felt the
same way.  She bought a ton of makeup, hair products and perfume.  She said
that she would drive me to Bruce's on Monday so I could leave it at his
place.

When we got home mom had me wait in the living room while she went to get
something.  She came back with a box that she set on the couch between us.
She had me open it and inside was some lubricant and 2 dildos; one bigger
than the other but neither close to Bruce's size.  I must have turned ten
shades of red.

"How does Bruce compare?" she asked matter-of-factly.  Still very
embarrassed all I could do was point to the larger one and say "about twice
as big."

Her eyes got big.  "You're joking right?"

"No" I replied meekly.

"Well, if he knows how to use it consider yourself one lucky girl!" She
exclaimed.  "How much does he cum?" She inquired curiously.  I couldn't
believe that she was asking me this but I didn't want to make her mad by
being embarrassed.  After all maybe mothers and daughters really talked
this way.

I pushed away my embarrassment.  "It depends.  I think there may have been
about half a cup's worth the first time."  I don't think that she believed
me although I was telling the truth.

"Measure it sometime and then tell me."  She said.  "And how does it
taste?" She asked.

Again I was embarrassed but answered anyway.  "Great.  It wasn't what I
expected but it's really good.  I can't seem to get enough of the stuff."
This last part just came out unexpectedly and I once again turned red.

Mom laughed.  "Well, that's important.  It isn't nearly as enjoyable if you
don't care for the taste.  Now let's get down to business.  I'm giving this
to you because I imagine that at some point you and Bruce are going to
fuck.  You will need to build up to his size as much as possible.  If he's
a big as you say that he is, and if so I'm very jealous, there's no way
he'll be able to enter you without tearing you apart.  However, if you do
it right you should be able to take him once you can take on this big one
comfortably.  It's an amazing feeling so you'll want to experience it in a
positive way the first time."

Well, it was out.  My mom had been fucked in the ass and she is a
swallower.  Oh well, she knew that I was as well.  I thanked her and she
patted my knee and told me to have fun.

Before she left she turned to me.  "I imagine that you and Bruce will
probably be shacking up together while your father and I are away?"  I
shook my head yes.  "That's fine.  If you find that you're running late and
want to stay the night at all this week just give me a call to let me know
you're okay.  Don't stay there every night though because I need your help
getting things together for the trip.  If you're here Wednesday and
Thursday night that would be fine with me."

This was great!  I was feeling that I might be able to spend most of the
summer at Bruce's place!  I thanked her and we hugged.

Two Weeks of Bliss

I had a hard time getting to sleep that night and was up at the crack of
dawn and ready to go to Bruce's.  I kept pestering mom to get ready because
I needed time to get dressed at Bruce's.  She calmed me down by saying that
she would do my makeup for me.  She gave me a rather sexy secretary look.
"There, you now look like a secretary that any boss would want to bang."
She said with a laugh.  I had to admit that I looked pretty hot.

When we got to Bruce's I ran upstairs to change.  He had picked out my
outfit for the day and left a note.  "Hey babe, I can't wait to see you in
this.  How about you do your real job for half days in the morning and then
work around the house in the afternoon if you'd like.  This way you can
wear at least two different outfits each day.  Love, Bruce."

I was surprised by what he had chosen.  It was a white pantsuit with a
basic pink tank top.  It was definitely feminine; I mean the jacket tied
with a bow, but it was kind of plain.  I got dressed, put on some jewelry
and heels and made my way to the office.

"Good morning," I said as I walked into the office.  I was a little
concerned.  Was yesterday just a flash before the light burned out?

"Good morning Miss Smith," Bruce said before looking up.  He had a grin on
his face which turned to a look of lust.  "Damn it!  How am I supposed to
get anything done with you looking like that?"

I was taken aback.  Was he really mad?

He stood up.  "I chose that suit because it was pretty plain.  I thought
that if I didn't let you dress sexy we could work instead of fool around
like two horny kids."

"I'm sorry."  I said rather meekly.

He laughed.  "Okay, tomorrow we'll find something frumpy for you to wear."

I brightened up.  "I have a better idea.  How about if I come in a few
minutes early each day and give you a good morning blowjob?  Then you
should be able to focus on work until at least lunch time."

"That sounds like a great plan!  Now let's get started."  He said as he
removed his belt.

I walked over to him, got on my knees and waited for him to unveil his hard
cock.  I sucked him for about 10 minutes or so.  I was just enjoying the
situation and didn't want to rush.  Eventually he announced that he was
ready to cum so I jacked him off in my mouth.  He filled my mouth but
instead of swallow I held it all in.  When he opened his eyes I stood up
and looked up at him.  He looked down with a lusty grin on face.  I opened
my mouth to show him all of his cum, closed it and swallowed a couple of
times to get it all down and then opened it again to show him it was all
gone.  He gave me a kiss on the lips.  "Good morning babe.  That was
spectacular.  Now let's get to work."

I turned back to my desk and he gave me a swat on the butt.  "Don't you
know that's sexual harassment?" I said with a laugh as I looked back over
my shoulder.  He laughed and walked back to his desk.

I was surprised that we were able to work.  This had actually concerned me
because if we couldn't work while we were in this relationship I was
worried that I would lose either one or the other.  I actually became much
more secretarial.  I would bring him coffee; things like that.

It was almost Noon when Bruce mentioned getting lunch.  I decided that it
was my duty to get him lunch as either his secretary or his girlfriend.
"That's an expensive suit so how about getting lunch as my girlfriend; or
perhaps daughter?"  He said.

"Okay, I'll be back shortly," I said.  So, if it's his daughter he wants
than it's his daughter he gets I thought.

When I got to my room I saw a note from Bruce on the bed.  "Hey Pumpkin,
look in the smaller closet, you may find some other clothes that you'd like
to wear.  Love, Daddy."  Bruce must have placed this on the bed while I was
working.

I ran to the smaller closet; although smaller still meant larger than any
other closet I had seen prior to the big closet in this room.  I turned on
the light and saw that it was about ¼ full of clothes.  They all had tags
on them and all were for a young girl; perhaps between 10 and 16.  There
were assorted shoes, hair accessories and jewelry all for the same age
range.  The clothes were so cute!  Obviously he wanted his daughter rather
than a girlfriend.  I pawed through the clothes and found an adorable
miniskirt.  The top half was blue jean followed by a white layer with a
flower pattern followed by a lace layer.  Since it was for someone much
younger it ended up barely covering my butt cheeks.  The top was a white
short sleeved crinkled top.  I took off my sexy secretary makeup and put on
just a touch of eye shadow and lip gloss.  I held my hair back with two
butterfly hairclips.  I didn't wear a bra at all since I wanted to look as
young as possible.  I did; however, put on a thong.  I didn't think many
young girls wore thongs but I wanted Bruce to have easy access if he wanted
it; which I was sure that he would.

I checked myself out in the mirror and saw an adorable 10 year old looking
back at me.  I was excited to see what he would think.  I bounded
downstairs and into the kitchen to fix lunch.  When I was done I set it on
the table and went to the office to get Bruce.

I skipped into the office saying "Daddy, lunch is ready."

"Okay Pumpkin" he said before looking up.  When he did look up he got a
rather dirty look on his face.  "I should go to prison for thinking this
but you look very sexy."

"Daddy," I said in as innocent a voice as I could.  "Does this mean you
like my outfit?" I asked before I spun on my toes.  Of course my skirt
flared up just like I thought it would and I knew he could see everything.

He stood up and walked over to me.  "Yes, I like your outfit a lot.  Now
give your daddy a hug."

I did as he asked.  I placed my arms around his neck and he lifted me up
with his hand on the outside of my skirt.  I felt his raging hard-on
against my body and decided to play it up.  "Daddy, what's that hard thing
in your pants?"

Bruce laughed.  "Why pumpkin that's daddy's cock.  It got hard because you
look so pretty."

"Wow," I said, "can I see it."

"You sure can" he said.  "Get down on your knees in front of daddy like a
good little girl."  I did as he asked and he proceeded to take down his
pants.

I looked at it.  "Neat," I said, "can I touch it?"

"Sure sweetheart.  What you're supposed to do is grab it in our hands and
run them up and down it, but not too hard, okay?"

"Okay daddy."  I did as he instructed and before long he said that he was
going to cum soon.  "What's that daddy?" I asked innocently.

"It's white stuff that comes out of the end of daddy's cock.  Would you
like to see it?"

"Sure, that would be cool!" I exclaimed.

"Okay, here's what I want you to do.  When I say so I want you to stop
stroking it and cup your hands in front of it.  I'll finish stroking it and
it will shoot the white stuff into your hands.  You can even taste it if
you want."

"Okay, that sounds like fun!" I said excitedly.  I continued to stroke for
about a minute when he said that he was ready.  I did as I was told and the
first spurt almost filled up my cupped hands.  The second, third and fourth
overflowed onto my arms and bare legs.  When he was done I said "Wow that
was cool daddy.  Are you sure I can taste it?"

When his breathing slowed enough for him to talk Bruce said "Sure baby, try
some of daddy's cum.  I think that you'll like the taste."

He watched me intently as I brought my hands to my face.  Some cum sloshed
over the side and left a string all the way down to my legs.  I sucked up a
little making a loud slurping noise, swirled it around in my mouth and
swallowed it while looking at Bruce.  He had a lecherous look on his face.
"Yummy," I said.  "Can I have some more?"

"Yes pumpkin, you wouldn't want to waste any."

With that I proceeded to finish it off.  I tried to pour some into my mouth
but that didn't work too well and most of it poured down my chin and into
my lap.  "Ops," I giggled.  Bruce laughed when I did that.  He continued to
leer at me in wonder as I lapped up the rest in my hands and on my arms and
sucked my fingers clean.  "That was yummy daddy, can I have some more?" I
asked enthusiastically.

"You can have all you want pumpkin but I need a bit of time to recover." He
said as he laughed.

He picked me up by the arms and gave me a long deep kiss.  "Oh Jennifer, I
wish you could stay here.  The house is so quite without you and it's all I
can do to keep from jacking off while you're gone."

"Well," I said brightly, "Mom said that I could stay the night tonight and
tomorrow night if I wanted to but I'd have to be home Wednesday and
Thursday, but then I can stay for two whole weeks if you want!"

"Seriously?" He inquired.  I shook my head yes and he gave me a big hug.
"Your parents are the best babe.  Most would hate the idea of the two of us
even seeing one another and far fewer allowing you to spend the night with
me."

"Oh, my parents really like you; mom especially." I said happily.

Bruce picked me up by my butt.  His hands were under my skirt gently
squeezing my cheeks and his finger once again began to probe my asshole.
We made out for a while before Bruce pulled his face away from mine.  The
cum on my face was beginning to harden and I was about to excuse myself and
go take a shower when Bruce said "Did you cum princess?"

I shook my head yes.  "I always cum when I taste your cum daddy."

Bruce smiled at me.  "Good, because I want to make sure you enjoy yourself
too.  Now, I want to save myself for tonight but there's one last thing I
want to do."  With that he set me down and turned me around to face the
desk.  He gently pushed on my shoulder as if asking me to lay myself prone
on the desk.  I did so and he got on his knees behind me, lifted my skirt
and moved aside my thong.  He pulled apart my butt cheeks and next I felt
the warm wetness of his tongue on my asshole.  The sensation was
spectacular to say the least.  He must have tongued me for five minutes
before he replaced his tongue with his finger.  He very gently entered me.
He was able to enter very easily with no pain at all because I was so
relaxed.  He kissed my cheeks as he slowly fucked me with his finger.  I
was moaning very loudly and after only a minute or two I came once again.
I squealed very loudly as I came.  If Bruce had any neighbors they probably
would have heard.  Once my orgasm subsided Bruce pulled his finger out,
rolled me over and we kissed deeply.  I was feeling very crusty from the
dried cum so I excused myself to clean up.  I reminded Bruce that lunch was
ready and I made him promise that he would leave his dishes on the table
for me to clean up.

I decided to wear something casual for the rest of the afternoon since I'd
be cleaning and doing laundry.  I put my hair up into a ponytail high on
the back of my head.  The extensions were working great but I couldn't wait
until I didn't need them anymore.  I chose to wear a pair of denim capri
pants and a tight midriff baring tank top with a padded bra.  I kept the
makeup and jewelry to a minimum.

When I went downstairs Bruce was at his desk.  I walked over and gave him a
kiss on the lips.  I turned to go and he swatted me on the butt.  "Nice
ass," he said.  I smiled and sashayed out of the office.  I spent the rest
of the afternoon cleaning and doing the laundry.

I really hadn't spent any time in Bruce's room but now was my chance.  I
was pleasantly surprised to find that he had framed a couple of the
pictures that he had taken of me!  This was perhaps the most unkempt room
in the house.  The bed wasn't made and his dirty clothes were strewn about
the floor.  I decided to clean the sheets for our first night together.  I
hoped that I would need to clean the sheets every day after I spent the
night.  I found some silk sheets in the closet and decided to put these on.
I had never slept on silk sheets before and they felt so erotic that I
couldn't resist.

At about four I went in to see what Bruce wanted for dinner.  "Hey daddy,
what would you like for dinner?" I asked.  He moved his chair out from his
desk and patted his leg for me to sit down.  I walked over and straddled
his legs, facing him.  "A piece of sexy underage ass sounds good." He said
half jokingly.  I laughed.  "Maybe after dinner."

We decided to order Chinese in since he had a client coming over early in
the morning and it wouldn't be a good idea to be out late.

"How should I dress for work tomorrow?" I asked.

"I would go with a casual suit.  He's a decent size client and I want to
impress him."

"Okay, but I need to go out and get one.  I don't have one at home." I
stated.

He looked at me a little surprised.  "You have a huge closet full of
clothes up there.  I'm sure you can find something to wear."

"You mean you want me to dress like a girl, even in front of a client?"

"Sure babe.  As far as I'm concerned you are a girl, and a damn fine
looking one at that.  Like I said before, I only want to see you as a girl
from now on."

I kissed him.  "Thank you.  I feel the same way.  I'm just worried about
being able to pass myself off as a girl."

"You look as much like a girl as any girl I've ever known.  Now let's order
dinner, I'm starving."

We ordered dinner and when it came Bruce had me go to the door and pay for
it.  I was happy when the delivery boy leered at me the entire time.
Nobody other than Bruce had ever undressed me with their eyes.  It was an
uncomfortable, yet erotic feeling.  Bruce was watching, hidden from view,
and gave me a hard time for the rest of the evening.

We ate dinner, chatting away like a young couple in love.  I cleaned up
when we were done.  I chided Bruce when he tried to help so he spent the
entire time sitting at the table staring at me.  I would turn around and
give him a smile every once in a while.  As I was finishing up Bruce came
up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck and rubbing his hands
all over the front of me.  I could feel his hard on pressed against my
back.

"Do you want me to relieve you now daddy or should we wait until bedtime?"

"What would you like to do pumpkin?" He asked.

"Well, as much as I want to blow you now I wouldn't mind waiting.
Remember, the longer I tease you the more you cum and I want as much of
that as possible." I said with a sexy grin.

"Okay, but get ready for a huge load because I've been hard all day just
thinking about you."

"That's fine with me." I giggled.

We decided to watch some TV.  Much of the time was spent making out.
Eventually we couldn't take it anymore and decided to go to bed.  We made
our way upstairs.  Bruce had his hand on my ass the entire time.  I loved
that feeling.  When we got upstairs I excused myself to get ready but
before I went I said, "Daddy, would you mind videotaping this?  I think it
would be fun to record."  He smiled, "I'll videotape everything if you
want."

I went to my room and got ready.  I had already chosen to wear a cute white
baby doll.  I put my hair up in pigtails with cute little bows and of
course I wore a white thong.  I freshened up my makeup and went to Bruce's
room.  He was laying in wait on the bed once again sporting a huge hard on.
The video camera was already on and he was holding the dildo that I had put
on the bed earlier along with some lubricant.  It was the smaller of the 2
that mom had given me but it was still larger than his 2 fingers.  I was a
little nervous but also excited.  Seeing his huge cock standing proudly in
the air made me wish that I could jump right on it.

Bruce looked at me when I entered.  "Oh baby, you look so fucking hot.
Turn around for me."  He said this in almost a demanding tone.  I was a
little worried about the way he sounded.  Would he be gentle or was he so
far gone that he would be rough?  I turned around like he asked.  "Come
here pumpkin," he said in a more gentle tone.

I walked over and climbed on top of him.  His hard cock ran up my back.
His hands immediately went to my ass as I came down to kiss him.  He
kneaded my butt cheeks as we made out in a wet slobbery French kiss.  I
started to push my way down so I could suck his cock but he stopped me and
said "This time you go first."  With that he flipped me on my back and
grabbed the dildo and lube.  The feel of the silk sheets on my back was
very erotic.

He towered over me and for the first time with him I felt vulnerable and a
little scared.  He noticed this and said "Relax sweetie, I'll be very
gentle."  With that he lowered himself, placed my legs over his shoulders,
moved his head down and proceeded to give my asshole a long wet tongue
lashing.  After a few minutes he stopped and grabbed the bottle of lube.
He grabbed a towel and had me lift my hips so he could slide it under me.
Next he poured a generous amount on his fingers and coated my asshole.  He
poured a little more on and inserted his finger.  Again I gasped as he
entered me which caused him to smile.  I was getting close to cumming so he
stopped and just watched me.  "Please don't stop," I whispered.

"I don't want you to cum yet baby," he said.  It took all I could to calm
down but after a minute or so I was back down to a less intense state of
arousal.  He proceeded to coat the dildo in lube and place on my asshole.
"Are you ready pumpkin?" He asked.  I shook my head yes and he very gently
began to penetrate me.  I wanted this so bad that he easily penetrated me.
Inching in and backing out ever so slowly I was in the throes of passion.
All the while Bruce was looking at me with a smile of lust on his face.  I
knew that he wished that it was his humongous cock inside of me.  Soon
Bruce was in me about five inches and he began to gently fuck me with the
dildo.  I was moaning very loudly until I let out a loud scream and came
all over.  Bruce continued to fuck me as I slowly came down from my
orgasmic high.  I was breathing heavily as he pulled the dildo all of the
way out.  This was the only time that it really hurt.

Bruce used the towel to wipe my asshole clean as well as the dildo.  He
used another towel to wipe his hands off.  By the time he was done my
breath was back to normal and he had straddled my chest with his cock
pointing straight at my face.  I pushed myself up and back a little so that
the pillows were comfortably propping up my head.  Bruce moved forward a
little so his cock was resting on my lips.  I looked up and him and began
to nurse his cock and run my hands up and down it.  I began moaning as I
was doing this.  Bruce continued to look at me with lust.  I felt like I
was being eyed like a piece of meat by a man who hasn't eaten in weeks.

After only a couple of minutes I could feel that he was close.  I kept at
it and soon he let out a loud growl and the cum began to shoot out of his
beautiful cock.  It nailed the back of my mouth and I swallowed as fast as
I could but it was just too much.  It filled my mouth and began to pour out
around his cock and down my chin.  He must have spurted out over a cup of
cum.  As he pulled his cock out he was looking down at me and breathing
really hard.  I left my mouth open so that he could see that it was full of
his wonderful cum.  Then I swallowed.  It took a couple of swallows to get
it all down but eventually I did.  I then proceeded to lick his cock and my
hands clean.  When I was finished Bruce laid down next to me.  "That was
absolutely incredible baby.  I have never cum like that before in my life."
He said as he tenderly used his fingers to move some of my hair that was
stuck to my face with his seed.  I smiled and he gave me a loving kiss on
the forehead and then the lips.  I wanted so badly to tell him that I loved
him but I was afraid of what he would do.  I snuggled up to him meaning to
go and clean up in a few minutes but I fell asleep and didn't move until
dawn.

Bruce was sound asleep and still cuddling me when I woke up.  My face and
chest were crusted over with his cum.  I gently slid out from under his arm
and took a shower.  I put on some makeup and a white bra and thong.  The
clothes that I washed the previous day were still lying on the bed in my
room.  I saw one of his white dress shirts and decided to put it on.  I had
to roll up the sleeves a couple of times before my hands were able to peek
out from underneath.  The shirt tail came down to my knees.  I looked in
the mirror and thought that I looked pretty cute.  I made my way to the
bedroom to wake Bruce up.  He was just clearing the sleep from his eyes
when I walked in.  "Okay, you look way too sexy dressed like that," he said
with a grin.  I ran over and jumped on the bed.  He pulled me on top of him
and we kissed for a minute or so, his hands fondling my ass through his
shirt.

Of course his cock got hard once again.  This man is insatiable I thought
to myself; and that was fine with me!  I grabbed the remote control for the
video camera and turned it on before I pushed myself down and proceeded to
give him a long gentle blowjob.  He kept a close eye on me the entire time;
gently moving my hair out of the way whenever he couldn't see.  I took my
time because I wanted this to last.  I would hold it steady with my hands
and gently lick it all over.  Sometimes studying it closely and giving it
little kisses.  His cock was truly a masterpiece; perfect in every way.  I
must have been going at it for 15 minutes before he began to show signs of
being ready to cum.  Since I needed to clean the sheets anyway and he
needed a shower I decided to jack him off.  I loved watching the cum shoot
from the tip of his awesome cock.  He began to cum.  There was a little
dribble followed by three large bursts followed by smaller ones until my
hand and his cock and chest were coated.  I proceeded to lick him clean.  I
wish I could describe the wonderful flavor but words wouldn't do it
justice. To think that I was worried that I wouldn't like the taste!  I
came without touching myself as I licked clean his chest.

I moved up to his face.  There was just a bit of stubble on it which kind
of scratched when I kissed him.  "Good morning pumpkin," he said.

"Hi daddy," I replied.  "Thank you, last night was absolutely wonderful."

"I should be thanking you.  I've never experienced anything like it before
in my life," he said.  "Would you like me to take care of you baby?"

I snuggled up to him.  "Definitely later daddy, I already came while I was
licking up your cum."  He giggled a little when I said this.

"Sure thing pumpkin," he said as he kissed my forehead.

After about a minute I lifted myself up and asked him what he wanted for
breakfast.  We talked about the day ahead and he got up to shower and I
went downstairs to fix him breakfast.  I brought him a cup of coffee when I
heard the shower turn off.  It was really fun getting into the old
fashioned wife routine.

When Bruce came down to eat he told me that I was too much and picked me up
and gave me a kiss.  I went upstairs to get ready for work.  I decided on a
short sleeved white lace shirt with a conservative black skirt that came to
just over my knees.  I wore thigh high stockings and black heels.  I
decided to leave my hair down.  Bruce was in the office when I came down.

He looked me over.  "You're lucky I'm spent or I would need another blow
job," he said with a grin.

"Well hopefully you'll regain your strength before tonight," I said.

We got right to work.  Bruce said that he wanted to get as much done as
possible so that we could both take some time off while my parents were
gone.  I was looking forward to that!  Not that work was bad at all; it
would just be nice to completely relax together as a couple.  There was one
simple thing about being a girl that I really enjoyed for some strange,
unexplainable reason.  I went over to his desk to ask him about a couple of
indecipherable words he had written.  When I would bend over I would take
the hair that had fallen down and move it over my ear.  This really made me
feel pretty for some reason.

The client that came to the office was a little older than Bruce.  He kept
staring at me and Bruce had to repeat several things because the man wasn't
paying attention to him.  I tried very hard to not be a tease but it didn't
matter.  After the client had left Bruce told me that he had a feeling that
he would be seeing a lot more of him in the future.

I made us lunch and Bruce once again told me to take the afternoon off.  I
tried to argue that I had plenty to do but he would have none of it.  So I
went upstairs to change.  It was a rainy, chilly day so I decided to wear a
pair of white jeans and a cute pink sweater.  It was a camisole and
cardigan.  Although I liked to show my legs off to Bruce I also liked to
wear jeans because they would crawl up between my butt cheeks which made my
butt look very inviting.  I brought Bruce some afternoon coffee and of
course he loved my outfit.  I spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning the
kitchen and doing laundry.  Of course I changed the sheets on the bed!

I made a simple dinner.  Bruce wouldn't stop saying how wonderful
everything was.  We snuggled on the couch and watched TV until about 9.
This time I changed into a pretty pink silk chemise.  Once again the video
recorder was running and Bruce was sporting a huge hard-on when I came in.
The night was just like the previous one.  However, this time Bruce was
very gentle and loving rather than a sex crazed maniac.  Not that I didn't
like the maniac it's just that I preferred the gentle lover.  Bruce used
the smaller dildo on me again.  I was so happy that it was as pain free and
pleasurable as the previous night.  I figured that I would be ready for the
larger one by the weekend.  I worked my magic on his cock again and this
time I was able to keep the entire load in my mouth.  Afterwards we
snuggled together and I feel asleep wrapped in his big strong arms.

On Wednesday I went with a pair of white slacks and a pink blouse.
Conservative; yet still pretty.  I had to leave at noon to help my mom
which really bummed me out.  I gave Bruce a goodbye blowjob after lunch.
He drove me home, still dressed.

My mom was home and she heard us pull up.  She came out to the car and
poked her head through Bruce's window.  "Hi, are you coming in Bruce?"  She
asked.

"Sure, but just for a bit.  I need to get back to work." He stated.

He opened my door for me and led me inside behind mom.  Mom made Bruce some
coffee.  She turned around after she got it started and saw me and Bruce
holding each other tightly.  "My, you two are just glowing," she said with
a smile.  "I guess that means you've had a lot of sex!"

"Mom!" I yelled as I turned bright red.

Bruce was red too and said "I hope that's okay?" He asked.

"That's wonderful.  You two look so happy and that's what matters." She
said.

Bruce looked a little relieved.  We sat down and Bruce and mom drank their
coffee.  She asked about our plans for the following weeks.  Bruce told her
he wasn't sure but he wanted to know if it was okay for him to take me away
for a few days.  I was shocked!  This was great; I just hoped that mom
would say yes.

"Oh, that would be wonderful.  Jennifer's never been much beyond the city
limits so I think it's a wonderful chance for her to see other things."
She said.

This made me really happy.  Bruce finished his coffee and had to leave.  We
saw him to the door and he gave me a deep kiss right in front of my mom.
"Bye pumpkin, see you first thing in the morning," he said.

As soon as he left mom said "Oh isn't that sweet, he calls you pumpkin,"
half teasing.

I turned red and she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the couch.  "So, how
was it?"  She asked excitedly.  It was so much like talking to a girlfriend
rather than my mom that I told her everything!  When I was done I was
practically breathless.  Then I realized what I had told her and looked at
her shocked.

She gave me a big hug.  "That is wonderful sweetie!  I'm sorry to pull you
away but I really do need your help getting things in order."  I told her
that I didn't mind and ran to my room to change.  Mom had laid some clothes
on my bed.  They were cute clothes that a regular teenaged girl would wear.
I changed into a pair of shorts and a tank top and set to work.  Bruce
called me before bedtime to tell me goodnight.  God he was so sweet!

I woke early after a restless night's sleep.  I put on some casual clothes;
a pair of blue jean capri's and a pink t-shirt.  I made breakfast for me
and mom.  She was amazed to see this.  "Well, Bruce sure has changed you!"
She exclaimed.

She drove me to Bruce's and on the way told me that I could stay the night
if I wanted to.  I told her that I promised to help her out but she said
that she had things under control.  She did say that she wanted to come by
on Friday afternoon on her way to the airport.  Bruce greeted me at the
door and fondled my ass as he kissed me hello; and he did this right in
front of my mom!  She yelled "Get a room!"  I turned around and she had a
big smile on her face as she waved goodbye.  Bruce was ecstatic to hear
that I was able to stay the night.

The second we got inside I dropped to my knees and gave him a blowjob.  The
day and that night was the same as the prior; except that night I asked
Bruce to move to the larger dildo.  Unlike the smaller one this one hurt a
little when it went in but boy did it feel good when he started fucking me
with it!  Although I was a little sore afterwards I knew that it wouldn't
be long before he himself would be fucking me.  I think that he knew it too
because he fucked me with the big dildo again Friday morning.

Although I felt like I was walking funny Friday morning Bruce told me that
he couldn't tell.  After a couple of hours I felt back to normal and was
actually looking forward to being fucked again!

Since my mom was due over, and it was casual Friday I went with a cute
capri pants, camisole ensemble.  Mom arrived at noon and I made lunch for
the three of us.  Once again mom gave me a hard time about willingly making
lunch.  When we were done Bruce showed mom around while I cleaned up.

When they came back mom asked me to show her my wardrobe.  She was amazed
by what she saw.  Most of the clothes had come from Neiman Marcus and Saks.
I guess that I didn't look surprised enough so she pulled out a cute
camisole and matching skirt and told me that together they cost about $600!

"I noticed that Bruce has a hot tub," she said.  "Have you ever used it?"

"No.  He mentioned it once but I said that I wanted to have sex instead so
we did and completely forgot about it.  Plus, I looked and I don't think
that I could wear any of her bathing suits without you being able to tell
that I'm not a real girl.

"Nonsense," she said.  "Where are they?"

I showed her where they were and she rummaged through and found two that
she thought would work.  They were both 2 piece thong sets.  One was pink
and the other was white with a really pretty flower pattern.  They both had
ruffles along the waist band and after trying them on and mom doing a bit
of embarrassing tucking they actually looked very good.

"When Bruce sees you in one of those he's going to want to fuck you for
sure," she said.  Anymore talk like this from her didn't embarrass me.
"So, have you two done it yet?"  She inquired.

"No, but he's used the big dildo on me twice.  Once last night and again
this morning.  It didn't really hurt so I think that I can handle him after
a couple more sessions." I said matter-of-factly.

"Good, you'll notice a big difference with the real thing.  It feels so
much better.  If you cum just by giving him a blowjob expect to cum several
times in a row when he's fucking you."  She gave me a big hug, "I'm so
happy for you.  He's a great guy; not to mention he's got a lot of money
and he's hot!"

"Mom!" I said blushing.  It made me feel good that my mom was happy for me;
but to say that my boyfriend was hot kind of embarrassed me for some
reason.

"Okay, I have some time before I have to go and Bruce is going to take you
someplace nice for dinner.  Let's work on your technique and get you
dressed up nice a cute for dinner."  She offered.

I happily agreed and we spent the next couple of hours practicing and then
getting me ready for dinner.  Mom was very happy with my progress in
putting on makeup.  When it came to my outfit we chose a really cute white
drop waist sundress with a pink bow at the waist.  It came to just above my
knees.  I would have to say that it was more like a little girl's dress but
made for a teenage woman.  We went with little jewelry and light makeup
since this was more of a daytime affair.

Just before I went to put on my dress mom gave me a package.  I opened it
up and almost cried at what I saw.  Inside was a pair of realistic looking
breast forms!  They were a size A and fit me perfectly.  From my
perspective the size and shape were perfect.  They were on the smaller side
but you know what they say; more than a handful is a waste.  I was so
happy!  They looked very realistic and allowed me to show some cleavage
without the slightest hint that they were fake.  I gave her a big hug and
almost started crying but she scolded me because it would ruin all of the
hard work we had put into the makeup.

Mom showed me how to put on the forms and when I looked in the mirror I was
shocked.  It appeared as though I had breasts; even when I was naked!  The
added weight caused by the forms was somehow very erotic.  I couldn't wait
to show them off for Bruce.  However, since the dress had a square neckline
he wouldn't really notice them until I was naked; or at least wearing some
revealing lingerie.

I finished getting ready and went downstairs with mom.  The dress was so
light it felt like I was wearing next to nothing even though it was rather
modest.  Bruce heard us coming and gave me a big smile when he saw me.  "My
oh my you look absolutely adorable!"  He walked towards me and right next
to my mom gave me a French kiss while he squeezed my butt with one of his
hands.  Mom just smiled.  I snuggled into him and my mom said that she had
to go.  I hugged her goodbye and we saw her to the door.

"Your mom's the best pumpkin.  I am so happy that she's not mad about the
two of us and she's actually encouraging us."  Bruce said.

"Yeah I know," I said.  "You're looking rather handsome Daddy.  Where are
we going for dinner?"

"There's a nice little restaurant not far from the airport.  I'm not quite
ready yet so why don't you go to the sitting room.  I got you subscriptions
to a couple of magazines that I hope you'll like."

"Thank you Daddy!" I said.  I was wondering if they were porn magazines but
was pleasantly surprised to see that they were fashion and gossip magazines
for young girls.  There was Seventeen, Teen Vogue, Cosmo Girl and others.
They offered all sorts of fashion and makeup advice for girls.  I couldn't
believe that I now found things like this interesting but I did.

I sat down to read and Bruce came to get me after about half an hour.  He
took me to a nice restaurant.  We sat outside and it felt wonderful to be
outside in a pretty dress with everyone calling me Miss.  I don't think
that anyone suspected a thing which was a tremendous boost to my
confidence.

When we were done Bruce held my hand and we went for a walk to window shop.
We walked by a teen clothing store and Bruce took me inside.  "Buy whatever
you want sweetheart."  He said.

"But honey, I already have so many clothes that I don't know what to do
with them!"

"Nonsense," he said.  "Here's credit card with your name on it.  You have a
$2,000 dollar balance and I expect you to use it.  I'll pay it off every
month and if you don't use it I won't let you give me a blow job for an
entire week," he whispered with a grin.

Of course I knew darn well that he was lying but I wasn't about to make
sure.  I gave him a kiss and we walked about the store.  It was full of
clothes for a fashion conscious teen which means camisoles, short skirts
and dresses.  I tried on a ton of clothes but didn't let Bruce see me in
any of them.  We were weighed down with packages when we left.  I was so
happy!  I couldn't wait to get home and give him the cock sucking of his
life.  However, I was surprised when he didn't head for home but we
actually came to the airport.

"What's going on?"  I asked.

"You and I are taking a romantic trip.  You're mom said that it was okay so
I booked us a flight to a small island in the Bahamas."

I couldn't believe my ears!  "But I don't have anything to wear except for
the clothes that I just bought."

That's okay pumpkin.  I packed for you.  You may be able to fit a couple of
things in one of your suitcases but the rest will have to wait until we get
home.

Bruce parked the car in the parking garage and I looked around before
giving him a big kiss and unzipping his pants.  "But baby, someone might
see."

"I don't care," I said.  "I want your cum and I want it now."  As you can
guess he didn't put up a fight.

He was already hard and it didn't take much sucking to get him to cum.  I
was getting used to his huge loads and swallowed this one with relative
ease.  My God it tasted great!

Before we left I fixed my hair and makeup in the mirror.  Bruce allowed me
to pick out a couple of cute camisoles and skirts which he put into the
suitcase himself.  He didn't want me to see what he had packed so he made
sure I didn't watch.

We had first class tickets and snuggled close throughout the flight.  We
arrived in the Bahamas in the early evening and got on a small prop plane
which took us to the island Bruce had chosen.  I have to tell you that I
didn't much care for it.  Bruce sensed this and held me tight through the
15 minute flight.

We arrived at the island and were greeted with Champaign at a small villa.
We were shown to our room.  It was huge!  It had an indoor hot tub and a
big balcony facing the ocean.  Bruce ordered in some food and wine and we
sat on the balcony eating and drinking.  It wasn't long before I was pretty
tipsy so Bruce cut me off.  We made out for a while before going to bed.

I felt terrible when I woke up the next morning, but not from a hangover.
Here we were in a beautiful place on a small island in the Bahamas and I
didn't even give Bruce a blowjob.  I decided to remedy the situation by
going down on him even before he woke up.  I giggled to myself because he
started to get hard the second I touched his cock.  I kissed it to life and
began going at it in earnest.  I don't know when he woke up but it wasn't
too long before he started squirming around and announced he was going to
cum.  Since I knew that he liked to cum on my face and he also liked to see
me lick up his cum I positioned my head about 6 inches from his cock and
jacked him off.  He shot all over my face and the cum fell back down to his
body.  There were strings of cum between my face and his body and I knew
that I looked like a mess.

"Good morning," I said.  The strings of cum moved up and down across my
mouth when I said it.

"What a wonderful way to wake up pumpkin, thank you," he said.  I licked up
all of the cum from his body and then moved up and laid on my back beside
him.  He got up on one elbow, "you missed some."

"Sorry about that.  Would you mind feeding me daddy?"  Without answering
Bruce proceeded to use his fingers and scoop the cum off of my face and
feed it to me.  When he finished he kissed me long and deep.  I apologized
for not sucking him off the night before but he would have none of it.

I showered while Bruce ordered breakfast in.  When I got out of the shower
I saw that he had laid out some clothes for me.  There was a note on top
that read `I want to take my darling little princess out for the day.  I
hope you like the outfit that I chose for you.  Love, Daddy'.  The outfit
consisted of a tiny white halter top and a tiny black miniskirt.  Since
Bruce wanted a little girl I decided to forego the breast forms and go with
a flat look.  I went with a little girl that wants to look grown up but
doesn't quite succeed look for the makeup.  I pulled my hair back to either
side with cute little clips.  When I looked in the mirror I saw a cute girl
of 11 or 12 looking back at me.

I walked out and Bruce was on the balcony.  I hadn't looked outside since
we got there.  The view was absolutely incredible!  Bruce heard me coming
and turned around.  "There's daddy's little girl.  My-oh-my doesn't she
look adorable!"  He said.  He came up and lifted me up and kissed me.  "You
look so fucking hot," he said into my ear.  This absolutely thrilled me.
After making out for a minute he excused himself to get showered and
dressed.

Room service came while he was still in the shower.  I answered the door
and the teenaged boy that brought the food leered at me.  He had that I'd
love to fuck you look on his face.  God, I loved getting that look.  Talk
about a boost of confidence!  Bruce came out not long afterwards and we ate
breakfast on to balcony.  There was a light breeze and I must say that I
loved the feeling of the wind blowing up my skirt.

Bruce decided that we'd take a walk and visit the shops before lunch then
we would hang out on the beach.  "I guess we'll be father and daughter
today," I said.

"Are you kidding me?  I'm spending this vacation with my underage
girlfriend.  In fact I don't think there's such thing as having an underage
girlfriend here."

Well, I sure liked that idea!  We freshened up and went for our walk.  The
place that we were staying was small and only had a couple of rooms.  It
was very fancy and must have cost a fortune.

Bruce and I left holding hands but for most of the walk he had his hand
under my skirt, fondling my ass.  It was funny because nobody paid much
attention except for some of the guys.  I could feel their eyes on me as we
passed.  Bruce bought me some pretty jewelry and a very skimpy dress which
I absolutely loved.

We ate lunch at a small café before heading back to our room.  Once there I
asked Bruce if he wanted a blowjob but he said that he thought he could
hold it until that evening.  I went to the bathroom to change into my
bathing suit while Bruce changed in the room.  Bruce gave me a new bathing
suit to wear.  It was a thong but from the front it looked like something a
young girl would wear.  It was white with little teddy bears all over it.
It was very cute.

I came out and was pleasantly shocked to see Bruce in a thong as well.  He
had a very sexy butt and it looked great on him.  The front bulged out with
his huge cock.  I know that we would both attract the eyes of the opposite
sex.  We walked to the beach holding on to each other's ass.  The day was
spent in the sun and water.

For dinner Bruce picked out a cute little dress for me to wear.  Again, he
went with the 12 year old look.  It was pink with a little white lace
peaking out on the bottom.

Afterwards we went for a walk on the beach, holding hands the entire time.
We were near our inn when Bruce turned to me and said, "I love you."  I
couldn't believe it!  I was hoping that it would be said at some point but
I didn't know that it would happen so soon.  I was so shocked that it took
me a minute to tell him that I loved him too.  We shared a long, romantic
kiss.  I snuggled into him and we both quietly confessed out love again.

We walked slowly back to our room.  Bruce set out a cute white short
babydoll to wear and had set a little teddy bear on top of it.  As I was
getting ready I gave it a lot of thought and decided that tonight would be
the night.  Although I wasn't sure I could take him I thought that I'd give
it a try.  After all he had done for me I wanted more than anything to feel
him inside of me.

I got ready and found Bruce in bed once again sporting a huge hard-on.  The
lube was on the table along with the big dildo, and the video camera was
set up once again.  Bruce eyed me fondly as I walked over.  He was
surprised when I grabbed the dildo and said, "We won't be needing this
tonight."

There was a look of shock on his face as he looked up at me.  "Are you sure
pumpkin?"  I shook my head yes and he pulled me down to him.  "I'll be
gentle," he whispered.  He looked deep in my eyes.  "I'm sorry princess but
I'm close to cumming already, would you mind giving me a blowjob first?
I'll last longer that way."

Of course I didn't say a word as I jumped between his legs and started to
suck him off.  It only took about 30 seconds before he shot a huge load in
my mouth.  I swallowed a couple of times and held the rest in my mouth.
When he was done I looked up at him and showed him his load.  I swallowed
and opened my mouth again to show him that it was all gone.  His cock never
got soft.  I gave it one last kiss before snuggling up to him.

We kissed; our bodies intertwined when Bruce pulled his face away and gave
me a tender look as if asking me if I was still okay with this.  I gave him
a look of pure love thus letting him know that I really was ready.  He
reached for the lubricant and towel and moved down between my legs.  He
moved the string of my g-string out of the way and began to lovingly lap at
my asshole.  I was mewing quietly as he worked his magic.

Once Bruce felt I was relaxed enough he placed the towel underneath me and
began to lube me up.  He worked his way up to three fingers to get me
ready.  He was more generous with the lubricant than ever and made sure
that his cock was coated as well.  He then lifted my legs onto his
shoulders.  There I was spread eagle on the bed with my legs on his
shoulders.  He looked so huge and I felt so small and vulnerable.  He led
his cock to my asshole and as I felt the tip touch me something happened
and I completely relaxed.  He was actually able to get the head inside of
me easily.  As the largest part of the head entered me I let out a little
gasp and came in the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced up until
that point in my life.  I looked at Bruce and he looked down at me with a
loving smile.  He proceeded to gently push in and then pull out without
ever completely leaving me.  He worked up until he was halfway in me and
when I looked up he appeared to be in more pain than I was at the moment.
"My God, Jennifer you're so incredibly hot and tight I can hardly take it."

As Bruce worked himself further and further into me the pain was beginning
to be very hard to take and I was ready to say something when I felt his
body against mine.  He was completely inside of me and the thought of that
alone made me cum yet again.  He lowered himself down to me and with a big
smile said, "We're one now love.  How does it feel?"

I began to cry.  "Lovely," I said through my tears.  He smiled, said "I
love you baby" and gently kissed me.  He continued to shower me with kisses
as he slowly and gently began to make love to me.  I can't describe the
feeling only to say that I wished that it would never end.  Sadly, but
gloriously it did end about 20 minutes later.  With one last push he
burrowed into me deeper than ever and began to cum.  As I felt him pulse
inside of me I came yet again.  Feeling him shoot into me was not at all
what I expected.  I could feel each pulsed of his lovely cock and felt each
spurt as it shot into me and made me feel wet inside.

Bruce rolled over on his side and carried me with him so that he would
remain inside of me.  I felt the pressure ease a little as his cock began
to soften.  I fell asleep in his arms before he fully left me, and didn't
wake up until the next morning.

I woke up to a knock at the door.  Bruce had already showered and ordered
breakfast.  I was lying in bed looking disheveled and awful.  I got up to
run to the bathroom when Bruce yelled "Don't get up or you'll be in trouble
young lady!"  He walked in and I covered myself with the sheet.  He pulled
it back from my head and asked "And just what is wrong with you?"

"I look terrible.  Let me go and get cleaned up."

"Nonsense, you look absolutely beautiful and you are going to stay in bed
and eat breakfast.  You can get ready afterwards."  Bruce kissed my
forehead and sat besides me as we ate.

We finished and I showered.  Bruce left me a new bathing suit with a note
that read `For my sexy little vixen.  Your lover, Bruce.'  This one was
shiny gold and very sexy and was more of a g-string than a thong.  It had a
bit of ruffled skirting at the waistband so with some adjustment I was able
to hide myself quite well.  I decided to go with my breast forms since I
guess I was supposed to be a little older today.

I came out of the bathroom and Bruce looked at me shocked.  "Oh my God,
those look spectacular, where did you get them?"  I told them that my mom
gave them to me on Friday.  He stormed up to me and picked me up and held
me tight.  "They're perfect lover."  I smiled and we kissed as he rubbed my
ass.  "How do you feel?"

"Actually, I feel really good.  I think that I'll be ready to go again
tonight with no problem."

"Good, because you have the hottest little ass I've ever seen."

I smiled and walked away from him to let him have a good look at it.  When
I turned back around his cock was peeking out from the waistband of his
bathing suit.  I ran over, dropped to my knees and began to noisily suck on
it.  Once again I was favored with a big load that I showed to him before
swallowing.

We spent the day at the beach and in the water.  We made out in public like
two high school lovers and our hands rarely left one another's body.

We went back to our room to clean up and get ready for dinner.  I went to
shower and Bruce left me a note.  `I want to have dinner with my hot,
somewhat slutty looking girlfriend.  Here's a dress for you to wear.  Love,
Bruce."  The dress was next to nothing.  It had a plunging neckline so I
decided to wear my breast forms.  The dress was cut very low in back.  It
was so short that you could actually see the bottom of my butt cheeks.  So,
if it was slutty he wanted it's slutty he would get.  I put my hair in an
up-do with several small tendrils hanging down.  I really overdid it with
my makeup but was proud of my look.  Slutty, yet not like a cheap whore.
More like a girl that wanted to get fucked, and fucked hard.  I put on very
high heels and a lot of jewelry and went out to see Bruce.

"Holy fuck," he said, "you look fucking hot!"

"Why thank you kind sir.  If you keep this flattery up you may end up doing
more tonight than just saying fuck."  I said with a naughty grin.  With
that Bruce placed his hand under my dress and on my ass and led me out the
door.  We went to a nearby restaurant and turned the head of every man in
the room.  Some of the men got caught by their wife or girlfriend and
reprimanded which was followed by a disapproving glare from a couple of the
women.  Bruce wanted to show me off so we sat at the bar.  The dress rode
up impossibly high as I sat down on the bar stool but I didn't bother to
pull it down.  For the most part Bruce ate dinner with one hand because his
other hand was busy massaging high up my inner thigh.

When we finished Bruce asked me what I wanted to do next.  "Well, we could
either go for a long walk or you can take me home and fuck my brains out."
Bruce chose the later which was evident by the fact that he pulled me from
my chair, shoved his hand under my dress so my ass was fully exposed for
all to see and led me out of the bar.

We made it back to the room in record time and as soon as Bruce slammed the
door shut he turned around and ripped my dress off.  I mean that he
actually grabbed the dress with two hands and tore it open.  I was standing
there in my thong and heels as he took off his clothes, leering at me the
entire time.  When he was completely naked he picked me up and carried me
to the bed.  He threw me on the bed so I was on my belly with my ass
sticking up in the air.  He grabbed the lube by the table and poured it
into his hand.  He coated his cock over my ass so the extra lube dripped
down onto my asshole.  He grabbed his cock and gently but firmly began to
feed it into me.  Once again I came when he was all of the way inside of
me.  I looked over my shoulder and said, "Fuck me."  Which he proceeded to
thoroughly and soundly do.

Although it was intense he was still very gentle.  I began to squeal loudly
as he grunted with each thrust.  He would periodically ask me if I was okay
and I would always say "Yes, please don't stop."  He fucked me for about 10
minutes before shooting into me which made me cum yet again.  However, he
didn't soften he just began to fuck me a little more gently.  Soon he was
back to full power and we were in full rhythm with one another.  Sweat
began to pour from out bodies as we made love.  I lost track of how many
times I came before he did.  This second round must have lasted a good 20
minutes and we were both exhausted by the end.

"I love you," he said when he finally caught his breath.

"I love you too," I whispered into his chest.

The next two days were much the same.  We were both insatiable.  I blew him
twice a day and he fucked me before going to bed both days.  By the end we
were both sexually and physically exhausted.  I was disappointed when the
trip was over but I knew that we had to get back to work.  By the time we
got back to Bruce's house we were both too tired to fool around so we
cleaned up and went to bed.  I loved the sex but I knew it was more than
just sex when we could fall asleep in each other's arms without anything
more than a sweet goodnight kiss.

I awoke early the next morning and decided to dress sensibly since we had a
lot to do and I didn't want to distract him.  However, it didn't work and
as soon as he came down for breakfast and saw me he got a hard on so I blew
him.

We worked hard the rest of the week and I gave him the usual morning and
lunch blowjobs and we had the nightly fucks.  I was in heaven.  I had
gotten comfortable with the size of his cock so there was rarely any pain.
He was so gentle and loving while he fucked me; showering me with kisses
and I love you's.  In fact the only time that he fucked me hard was our
second night together.

Since Friday was a casual day and we had pretty much caught up I decided to
wear a cute white cropped camisole and a blue jean miniskirt.  Bruce had to
look at a property in the morning so he didn't get a chance to see what I
was wearing.  He called me at about 1 when he was headed home so I could
get lunch ready.

Lunch was on the table when Bruce arrived.  I gave him a big hug and kiss
when he came into the kitchen.  Since he missed his morning blowjob and it
was late for his noon blowjob he wasn't as hungry for food as he was for
sex.  His hands went under my skirt as he shoved his tongue down my throat.
I reached into the pocket in my skirt and pulled out a little package of
lube that I had put there just in case he wanted to fuck me.  That way we
wouldn't lose the mood by having to run and get some.  When he saw what I
had he set me down on the table and ripped off his shirt and pulled down
his pants.  I got off the table to get on my knees and suck him off for a
bit but he didn't want that.  He pulled me up as I was bending down and
turned me around.  I got his idea and laid myself prone across the table
with my feet on the floor.

I felt Bruce come up behind me and press his cock to my asshole.  With one
hard shove he entered me to the hilt.  It hurt but felt incredible at the
same time.  I let out a grunt like the wind had been knocked out of me.
Bruce began to fuck me hard.  I mean he was slamming into me and you could
here the slap of skin pounding against skin.  He had a hold of each ass
cheek and would periodically let go of one and slap it hard.  I couldn't
believe that I was being fucked like this much less enjoying it.  He
pounded me like a jackhammer for about 10 minutes, periodically yelling out
the word fuck before slamming into me one final time.  He let out a loud
yell and I felt his cum squirting deep inside of me.

He collapsed on top of me.  We were both working hard to catch our breath
as sweat poured from our bodies.  When he could finally speak he said, "Hi
babe, I missed you."

I laughed, "I never would have guessed.  Wow that was intense."

"I'm sorry baby; I hope I didn't hurt you."

"I'm okay, but you may have to settle for blowjobs for the rest of the
day."

He laughed and asked me if I was sure that I was okay.  I told him that I
was fine, which I was.  When he pulled out I felt his cum pour down my
legs.  I was convinced that it was his largest load ever and I wished that
he had shot it into my mouth.

I showered and changed into a pair of jean capri pants and a red tank top
and since we were so tired following that fuck we didn't do anything for
the rest of the day except relax.

I wanted to conduct my little test on Saturday so I held Bruce off until
just after dinner.  I wore a cute little dress and fixed him a nice dinner.
Afterwards I got a 2 cup measuring cup from the cupboard and placed it on
the table.  I went and got the video camera and turned it on and handed it
to Bruce.  Bruce looked at me curiously as I got down on my knees and began
to take his clothes off but he didn't say anything.

I kissed and licked him to life and began to suck.  I stopped for a second,
looked up at him and said, "Tell me when you think that you're getting
close to cumming but not too close, okay?"  I wanted to get as big a load
as possible so I figured this was the best way to build up a lot.

"Okay, but only if you tell me what you're doing first."

"I'm just conducting a little test is all.  Promise to let me know?"  He
agreed and I got back to work.  I went at it for about half an hour or so;
stopping periodically to blow on his cock to calm him down.

Eventually my mouth started to get tired and I thought that I wouldn't be
able to calm him down again anyway so when he said that he was close I
grabbed the cup and got ready.  A couple of licks and kisses later he began
to cum so I pulled away and began to jack him off into the cup.  It was
kind of like milking a cow actually, which caused me to start giggling.

He shot a very big load and when he was done I licked his cock off figuring
that it was a small amount and I didn't want it to go to waste.  Bruce's
breathing calmed down as I help the measuring cup up to take a look.  I was
amazed to see that there was a little over a cup of cum.  "Wow, almost 10
oz!" I exclaimed to Bruce.

He laughed and said, "You're goofy.  What are you going to do with it now?"

"That's a silly question," I said and then I took the cup and drank it
down.  It was a little different drinking his cum from a glass.  Bruce
obviously enjoyed watching me do it and smiled as I licked the glass clean.
"Good to the last drop," I said with a smile.

Bruce gave me a big kiss before leaving to watch TV while I cleaned up the
kitchen.  I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed it.  I even liked it when
he called in and asked me to bring him a beer.  I did and snuggled up on
the couch with him to read Seventeen while he watched the game.

That night he made long, slow gentle love to me.  Nothing hard; even when
he came.  He just pushed in a little further and I felt him release several
spurts.  It was awesome.

In the morning he gently fucked me again.  We did it in the missionary
position and since I had to change the sheets anyway when he was ready to
cum I asked him to pull out and cum on my face.  He didn't make it all of
the way up to my face before he started to shoot his load so some of it
ended up on my chest.  When he was done cumming he scooped the cum up a bit
at a time and fed it to me.  It was romantic and erotic at the same time.

After I was pretty well cleaned up I went down to fix breakfast for Bruce
while he showered.  When he came down I gave him a kiss and said, "Well I
better take a shower, your cum's starting to harden in my hair and if it
gets too hard it'll be a pain to get out."

"But you look so sexy," he said with a grin.  He gave me a little swat on
the butt as I left to shower.  I decided to wear a knee length white skirt
and pretty lace blouse.  We weren't planning on going anywhere but I wanted
to dress up a little just because it was fun.

I went downstairs and heard Bruce talking to someone.  I thought that he
was on the phone but when I walked into the room his brother was standing
there.  I recognized him from the pictures.  I panicked because I didn't
know if Bruce had told him anything about me.  I was considering sneaking
out when Bruce said, "Oh there you are babe, come on in and meet Rick."

Rick turned around, "Hi!  You must be Jennifer.  It's great to meet you."
He shook my hand and gave me a big smile.  He sure seemed nice.  "What does
a beautiful young girl see in a big old man like him?"

This made me laugh, "He's pretty sexy for a big old man."  I walked over to
Bruce and snuggled into his chest.

We went outside and just chatted.  I really liked Rick and was glad when he
decided to stay for lunch.  When I was bringing it out I overheard him tell
Bruce how hot I was and ask if I was any good in bed.  Bruce told him that
I was spectacular and he'd never come close to experiencing sex so good.
This made me feel absolutely wonderful.

Rick left and Bruce and I were basically inseparable the entire two weeks
that my parents were gone.  The sex never slowed down and I was so used to
having his cock in my ass that it didn't hurt anymore.  One day I spent the
entire day in lingerie.  Bruce did me 3 times and I gave him two blowjobs.
We took the day off the day before my parents returned and spent the day
out.  We ate all three meals out and Bruce bought me a bunch of clothes and
jewelry.

I was so disappointed when my parents returned.  I wouldn't be able to
spend the night with Bruce every night like I had done the past two weeks.
Bruce took me home the morning of the day of their return.  I wore a pair
of cute white shorts and a pink camisole.  I tidied up the house and had
dinner ready when they arrived.  I was happy when my dad gave me a big hug
and told me that I looked really cute.  Mom asked me for all the sordid
details which didn't embarrass me anymore.  I was in love and I really
didn't care what she thought.

The Rest is History

Over the summer my hair grew down to the middle of my back.  I was always
in girl mode and Bruce and I continued our love affair.  I never grew tired
of him or his wonderful cock and the tasty cum that came out of it.  I
never tired of blowing him or getting fucked by him.  We had done it
everywhere in the house and pretty much everywhere outside.  He came over
to my house often and we would make out on the couch while we watched TV
with my parents.  My mom even walked in to my room not knowing that he was
there.  Bruce didn't see her but she gave me a grin as she saw him plowing
me doggie style.  "You two fuck like rabbits," she said with a smile when
she saw me later.

I met his sister during the summer and I got along with her very well.  She
helped me with my makeup and we would sometimes go shopping for clothing
together.  I also met many of his friends.  We had everyone over for a
barbeque and they were all very nice.  I overheard a number of them telling
Bruce how hot I was.

As fall and the beginning of school approached I had a lot of thinking to
do.  Going back meant cutting my hair and spending time as a boy.  Not
completing at least my high school education would doom me to a life of low
paying jobs.  However, if Bruce and I were to get married it wouldn't
matter anymore!  I was doing my best to make him happy; which in turn made
me happy.  I dressed how he wanted me to dress, cooked and cleaned and
brought him drinks, and I offered him my body whenever or wherever he
wanted it.

There were days he would cum all over me and I would spend the day coated
in his cum even as it crusted up on my face and body.  I'd jack him off
onto my food and eat it for him.  A salad loaded with cum dressing tastes
surprisingly good!  These things were actually my idea and they turned me
on as much as they turned him on.

I looked into my options for going to school and after some convincing mom
allowed me to drop out as long as I promised to get my GED before I would
have graduated anyway.  Bruce was so happy with the idea that he took me to
Hawaii to celebrate.  It was there that he asked me to move in with him.  I
told him yes even before asking my parents.  If they didn't like it that
was too bad.  I wanted their support but Bruce was more important to me
than anything in the world.  Luckily they were okay with it.  Not overjoyed
but they didn't object; which was probably the best that I could have
expected.

I left my boy clothes at their house and moved in right as school started.
Bruce had set up a separate office for me to study for school.  It was
really girly.  Everything was pink and there were posters on the walls of
famous guys that I liked.  He even put up a collage of facials that he had
given me.  There were also a lot of photos of the two of us dressed and
holding hands or kissing.  I made the mistake of inviting my mom in once
and she saw the collage.  "I guess you weren't lying about how much cum he
shoots," she said with a laugh.  I turned really red since I hadn't told
her that Bruce liked cumming on my face.  However, she didn't seem offended
and reprimanded me for getting embarrassed.

For our first Christmas together Bruce gave me 3 things.  The first was a
fake social security card and the second was a fake birth certificate.  He
said that I could use these to get a driver's license when I turned 16.  My
name was now Jennifer!  The last one was the best of all.  It was a boob
job!  I got my fake boobs soon after.  A friend of his was a plastic
surgeon and he performed the procedure.  They were a small B cup which
suited me just fine.  He also began prescribing low doses of female
hormones.  They made me even softer than I was and didn't lower my sex
drive.  We looked into sex reassignment surgery but decided against it
since the hormones would lower my sex drive and any pussy they created
wouldn't be able to fit his huge cock.

The years flew by and Bruce and I were still madly in love.  We spent all
of our time together and were both happy to see that I didn't seem to be
having a growth spurt.  I should have assumed this since both of my parents
were on the small side.

For my sixteenth birthday Bruce bought me a red Volkswagen convertible.  I
always commented on how cute they were and he said that he couldn't resist.
I drove it to my parent's house for Christmas dinner.  I didn't know it but
Bruce spoke to both of my parent's when he sent me back to our house for a
bottle of wine we had forgotten.

We ate dinner and as I was cleaning up Bruce came up to me, got down on one
knee and asked me to marry him!  I screamed and of course I said yes.  The
diamond was huge and when pressed by withholding sex I found out that I
cost over $200,000!  We both wanted a smaller wedding but we also wanted it
to be elegant so we planned to do it the following summer.

My dress was custom made.  It was part fairytale princess and part sexy.
The bodice was like a corset.  It was really tight, had a plunging neckline
and was essentially backless.  In fact it went down to just above the crack
of my ass.  The bottom was a huge skirt with a lot of lace.

I spent a lot of time on the vows.  I wanted to come up with something that
I knew that Bruce would like.  I had found that over time I was becoming
more and more subservient to him.  I actually enjoyed it and he didn't
overly take advantage of it.  He was my protector and I was his little
woman.  So, the vows that I wrote were quite fitting.  My mother said that
she never would have said them but they did seem to fit my relationship
with Bruce.

Bruce's lines:

I, Bruce, take you, Jennifer, to be my wedded wife. With deepest joy I
receive you into my life that together we may be one. I promise you my
deepest love, my fullest devotion, and my tenderest care as my beautiful,
frail and sensitive wife.  As your loving and tender husband always will I
perform my headship over you as the strong shall over the weak.  In
recognition of these things, Jennifer I purpose to love you, to provide for
your needs, and to lead you as I see fit.  I lay down my life for you,
Jennifer, my friend and my love. Today I give to you me.

My lines:

I, Jennifer, take you, Bruce, to be my wedded husband. As you have pledged
to me your life and love, so I too happily give you my life, and in
confidence submit myself to your headship. I stand here today to proclaim
and declare that I will fulfill each and every request of my husband, every
day and night, till he is satisfied. I desire to be trustworthy as your
wife by following your leading submissively.  I vow to spend every waking
moment of my life being as beautiful and satisfying as you desire.  I will
live unto you, serving you, loving you, obeying you, caring for you and
ever seeking to please you. Our Father created woman to be man's helper. It
is my desire and delight to follow this teaching.  Therefore, throughout
life, no matter what may be ahead of us, I pledge to you my life as an
obedient, faithful and loving wife.

The rest, as they say, is history.  We lived happily ever after.  We never
grew tired of sex and I continued to worship his cock and drink his cum for
years to come.

I hope that you've enjoyed reading this.  Most of the outfits that I
describe in this story are based on outfits found on apparel store
websites.  If I have time I'd like to post them on the web for all readers
to see.  Send me your feedback at jn01820@yahoo.com