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She continued on without missing a beat, leaving the door open as she stepped into tub, kicking the water hot water up a notch. I folded her clothes and put her sandals in the closet before switching off the bedroom lights and stepping out to the kitchen where I poured a glass of red wine.

I rapped lightly on the bathroom door, seeing Christa already reclined in the steamy water filled with a pile of bubbles. She didn't answer but looked my way under half opened eyes. Her smile was all the encouragement I needed to step onto the tile and squat down next to the large tub. I held out the glass of wine and her smile grew even wider. From somewhere under the suds a hand emerged to take the cold glass. She took a drink and set it aside.

"Used a little too much bubble bath." I admitted.

"Don't worry about it. It's perfect." She whispered, her voice keeping with the subdued surroundings.

"Can I get you anything else?"

She started to shake her head when she changed her mind.

"Have a seat. I want to ask you a few questions."

I dropped the toilet lid and sat down, my hands resting in my lap. For several minutes we sat in silence as she savored the bath. She wasn't moving and I assumed she had dozed off until her hand wrapped around the neck of the glass and drew it up to her lips.

"Are you going to be here tomorrow Stacy?" she asked, returning the glass to side of the tub.

I was pondering the question, not having given it much thought, when she opened her beautiful eyes and watched me.

"I thought the plan was for me to stay on through the weekend." I stated more than asked.

"And you would like to see it through." She commented instead of asking.

Getting ready in the morning was a pain and the run in at the mall should have chased me away from Stacy quick now that the guests were gone, but a part of me was enjoying the part and my role. This was a double-edged sword and often a slippery slope between a transgendered person and their spouse or significant other. Push your hidden identify away and you deny yourself the opportunity to explore who you really were. Embrace the other side too enthusiastically and the deep seated fears that your spouse is harboring start to surface, namely that you'll discover a new joy you didn't know was possible and that you would suddenly want to make the change to the other side permanent, driving them away in the process. Most people never get the chance to really explore who they are inside or flat out deny the feelings regarding uncomfortable possibilities. This week opened my eyes to a multitude of situations and pleasures that I secretly knew I would enjoy but until they actually happened I wouldn't know for sure. It was clear that I enjoyed being Stacy but being with my wife and satisfying her needs and wants was the ultimate pleasure. We had a great life together and that's what I realized I really wanted after this week. I wanted to be her husband again but I needed to see this through. After returning to work and a hectic schedule I knew that Stacy might not get another chance like this.

"Yes ma'am. I'd like to finish off the week before returning to work."

Silence ensued for a few minutes until she spoke again.

"I have to admit it's nice to have Stacy around. I'm sure she'll be around more in the future but I miss my husband." She said, steeling me with another look, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight.

I nodded, unable to keep my eyes from turning to the floor.

"I suppose the house could use a good cleaning and the kitchen restocked before you go though." She said, seeing the turmoil that must have been on my face. This was a constant struggle going on inside me for years that might never be settled. I was fortunate enough to have a wife that could accept and more importantly like Stacy for what she brought to our relationship and me.

My eyes met hers and we both smiled.

"I'm all set for tonight. Why don't call it a night."

"Thank you ma'am.

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