Date: Wed, 31 Aug 2011 17:46:11 +1000
From: siobhants@hotmail.com
Subject: The Builder Part 4

It's our anniversary. Not our wedding anniversary, not even from when we
first met, but when we finally made love for the first time.

As I'm getting ready for Brett to come home from a busy day at work, I hope
he likes how I look, He has particular tastes. He definitely likes his
women feminine, and I have no problem with that at all.

Many women out there may be horrified, but I just love being his girl. It
hasn't always been like that. I mean, I definitely wanted to be a girl, but
I saw myself as the strong successful, emancipated type. Now I'm his girl,
and I do what I can to please him. It is just delicious to be able to sink
into his embrace as he puts his arms around me, and kisses me deeply. All
my troubles go away, as his tongue darts into my mouth and my tongue meets
his. Feeling his slightly scratchy face on mine. Don't get me wrong, it's
not a sub/dom relationship at all. It's just the natural order of things
when you have a masculine man, and a woman who.... well, loves being a
woman loved and desired by a masculine man.

It started a few years ago. In chapter 1, I reminisced about how it
started, in chapters 2&3, we are on our first date. It's now late afternoon
of that first date.

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I woke up, first, a few hours later. I needed to get ready for tonight. For
dinner, and afterwards. I wanted it to be a surprise, so I slipped out of
his arms, as he continued to doze, and I quietly moved around the
room. Into my suitcase, I took out my red silk full length nightgown, that
has a v-neck bodice, and stones sewn into the cups, a very low back, and a
split all the way up the thigh to the crotch.  I also took out the sheer
red negligee to go with it. I put those in the wardrobe, as we hadn't
opened that yet. Nxxt was my pleasure state red suspenders, bra, matching
g-string and nude stockings. They went into a bag. Then the Stuart Weitzman
red stilettos and the Leona Edmondson Red dress with a very low
neckline. The dress went on the back of the door of the bathroom. My makeup
was already in there. OK, all set!

I looked at Brett dozing lightly on the bed, and crept up to him. He looked
so good. I gently kissed him on the lips. He started a little, but as he
became awake and reaslised, he put his arms around me, and pulled me down
on top of him on the bed. We kissed passionately, but gently. Lips slightly
brushing, at times. Then more deeply, harder, tongues entwining. I could
feel him getting hard again. Where does this man store it all? My hand
drifted down to his cock, and squeezed it.

"Would you like me to take care of that, honey?" I said "Of course I would,
but I want to save it for later," he said. "Want to make sure the pussy
gets its cream!"

I looked at him, and said, "promise?"

"Promise!" he said, "if you really want it. You have to ask nicely though."

Hmm, this guy really does like being in control!

Pulling away from him, I said, "We'll see about that, could be you asking
to give it to me!" Hey, a girl has to make a man work for it!  "Anyway," I
said, "right now... I need you to get up, and get that hunky body into a
shower so I can have mine and get ready for dinner. I don't want us going
down and smelling of grass and sex... as nice a memory as that is".

"Why don't you join me for the shower?"

"I'd love to, but after that last comment.... I think you need to wait a
while!"

"Hmmph," he said, and put on a fake dejected look. He started taking his
clothes off, and caught me watching... how could I not?  "Sure, you don't
want to join me?" he said with a knowing smile.

"Nope, I'm quite happy here thanks," came my reply, "you just go and wash
that body of yours. Let me know when you are finished, and I'll get my
shower" My god, the temptation was almost too much. Now, though, I wanted
him to want my really badly.

He went into the bathroom, and started having his shower. Me? I just sat
there and trieedto not think of him naked in the shower, cleaning all thos
parts I'd love to get my hands on... and my lips on.

Finally, he came out of the bathroom, with just a towel around his waste. I
could see the bulge of his cock through the towel and, again, he caught me
looking. "Want some?" he said, knowing damn well I did.

"maybe," I said nonchalantly. "If you're a good boy, I might let you have
some of me later"

He came bounding over the room, and I ran away. He chased me towards the
bathroom room door, I bent down to pick up my bag with the lingerie in it
which proved to be my undoing as just as I got to the door, I felt a
resounding smack on my arse.

"ouch!" I said, with a pretend hurt look on my face.

"Just teaching you who's boss," he said.

"We'll see about that!" I retorted as I walked into the bathroom and shut
the door behind me and locked the door.

"Aw, c'mon sweet heart, let me in." came the voice from the other side of
the door "No! You need to just think about what you just did!"

"I am!" he said. I could hear the grin in his voice. "It was nice! Nice
smackable arse you have there!"

"That's as maybe," I said, "But you can't go around smacking it whenever
you feel like it!"

"Oh, so I can do it sometimes then?"

"Bloody men!" I giggled. "Now let me get my shower!"

"Want someone to scrub your back?"

"yes, but no thanks... or I'll never get ready!"

"Sure?"

"yes!"

I got in the shower, and thoroughly scrubbed myself with coconut based
soap. A nice rich lather. I could see from the way the water was running
off my body that I was still nice and smooth from the waxing I'd had a few
days before. Out of the shower, towel myself dry and rub in the same
Bulgari body lotion I used a few days earlier, Then check my face for any
hairs I'd missed earlier, and then dry my hair. I mostly hung my head
upside down to get a very full look with the hair. Finally makeup time.

I started with foundation liquid, and then MAC NW25 pressed powder, to give
a smooth overall finish without being too heavy. This time, I used a dusky
pink eye shadow, called rose. It has a hint of glitter in it, but not too
much. This went all over my eyelid, in the socket, and just over the brow
bone. Then it was draw in the eyebrows with my favourite dark brown eye
shadow and a very narrow brush, then highlight the brow bone with a very
soft and glittery pink, which I then blended in the rose to make a smokeyer
effect. One layer of Lancome Mascara, and then MAC No.7 false
eyelashes. The are a pain to get on, but they really make your eyes pop! To
let teh glue dry, I then put on some blush, making sure it went on the
apple of my cheeks. Lipstick? well, I was wearing red, and I expected to be
using my lips quite a bit, so it was my trusty long lasting red lipstick
again. Finally, time to line my eyes with black eyeliner and done! I
stepped back and checked my makeup out. Yep, smoking, but not too much on
fire. Lips nicely outlined, with that sweetheart shape in the middle. Every
time I look at my lips, I feel grateful I was given such full lips... to
the point where people have asked if I've had them done!

Perfume. This time it was Envy. A perfume I discovered one day by walking
through a local department store. Made from Vine flowers, but suits me
well! Neck, wrists, centre of chest, behind the knees and a little at the
top of my bikini line. Everywhere it could be encountered ;-)

Lastly, the dress. I slipped it over my head. It comes down just about knee
height. It's a sort of faux wrap over dress, with a very plunging neckline,
just skimming the top of the pushup bra, so what little cleavage I had was
shown to its maximum. Then my Stuart Weitzman red heels. Brush my hair, and
then a few touches of jewelry. My Ruby pendant necklace, with full on
chandelier earrings that I'd had made a few years ago which had Swarovski
fake rubies in them. A few bracelets, rings, and then I was done. I looked
at mys elf in teh mirror. Yep, good enough to eat... or I hoped so! Now my
heart started to beat rapidly. I hoped he liked what he was going to see. I
put my hand on the door knob, paused to catch my breath and opened the
door.

As I walked into the room, he turned, looked, and I could see his eyes
widen. Then he smiled.

"Hot! I, I, I mean you look fantastic!" He said.

I breathed! Right impression.

"You like?" I said.

"Come here, and I'll show you" he said.

I walked over, and he grabbed me and kissed me passionately - thank god for
long lasting lipstick! Once more, I fely myself melting into him. I could
do this for hours!

He stopped. "Time for dinner," he said, "we can come back for desert
later!", he said winking. As I walked past, grabbing my matching clutch, he
gently slapped my arse again. I turned, looked at him. This time saying
nothing. I kind've liked it. I was feeling sexy and, if it wasn't too hard,
it was nice.

We walked down stairs, into the lobby, and then the dining room. I held my
breath as I noticed how small it was. Just a few diners and I was wearing
Red.... not exactly the most subtle of colours! Sure, I got noticed by a
few people, but they just smiled. I smiled back, and we went to our
table. As I got to it, the waiter pulled the seat out for me, and as I sat,
passing my hand under my skirt, he pushed the seat back in. Brett sat
down. In all my trepidation, I hadn't really looked at him. He looked
fabulous. he'd shaved. A little salt & pepper in his
hair. Distinguished. Nice white shirt, open a couple of buttons so I could
see his slightly hairy chest. Hmm, i was looking forward to cuddling him
later.

Dinner arrived, and went. We chatted. Talked about things. He asked me how
long I had wanted to be a girl? He asked me why I wasn't a girl full time?
I told him it was because of my job. he reassured me that I looked
fantastic, and that there should be no problem with work if that's what I
wanted. He touched my hand as he said that, reassuring me. It felt so good,
to have someone I could talk over these things with. Someone who cared. I
asked him if that's what he wanted, for me to be a girl all the time? He
said "Well, difficult for you to be my girlfriend when you are a
boy!". There it was again, girl friend. I had to ask.

"Do you want me to be your girl friend?"

"Yes, I do. You are the most incredible woman I've met."

"But does that mean you want me to go through surgery? Is that what you
want?"

"No, I'm not saying that. I just want you as a girl. That's all. Be who you
really want to be. All the time. I'll support you."

"How do you know this?" I said. "How do you know you'll be there, all the
time, helping me through this? This is our first date."

"I can't explain it," he said, " I just know that I want to be with
you. You are right, I can't possibly know... but I feel it"

I went quiet.

"I want to be with you too," I said." I think about you all the time. I
love being with you."

"Really?" he said, with a huge grin on his face. "I'm so pleased! That's
fantastic! I was really on a limb there. I mean, I was hoping my feelings
were reciprocated, but I wasn't sure."

"Oh god," I said, "of course they are"

We sat there. holding hands across the table. Looking at each
other. grinning like teenagers. I wanted to kiss him so much, but not in
the restaurant... damn, formal opposite side seating is so inconvenient. He
must have been thinking the same thing. "Shall we go back upstairs?" he
said.

"Yes, absolutely"

We left, his hand gently touching my back, guiding me through the
room. It's those little touches with him that make me feel so
feminine. There's nothing domineering, just that gentle way, treating me
like a lady. It's nice. Comforting. Relaxing. I guess, even then, I was
becoming his girl. It felt...well.... just natural.

When we got up to the room, he unlocked the door and let me in first. He
walked in behind me, and we kissed gently. No need for hunger now, we had
got that out of the way this afternoon. I pulled back, smiled, and said
"I'm just going to slip into something a little more comfortable.". he
grinned. Obviously he knew what that meant. I took out the red night gown
and negligee from the wardrobe, and went into the bathroom... I wanted
impact here!

I undid the tie at the waist, and shrugged off the dress. As it fell to the
floor, I took off my bra, and slipped on the nightgown. The feeling of the
silk as it flowed over my body was delicious. I looked at myself in the
mirror. Hmmm, need to touch up my makeup a bit. re-powdered my face, and
touched up the lipstick. Now the negligee, which was more of a wisp of
material than anything. Still, adds more mystery. I think a woman is
sexiest when she gives teasing glimpses, rather than show everything at
once! Hang up my dress and bra on the back of the door. Opened the door and
step into the room....

To see that Brett had been busy too. He'd opened the french windows at the
end of the room, and put a few candles around. On our little balcony, which
had a love seat, there was another candle, and a bottle of champagne and
two glasses already poured.

He turned and looked at me."Wow! What have I done to deserve this?"

"What have you done?" I said, as I stood in the middle of the room, arms
outstretched, slowly turning, pointing at all he had done."More to the
point, what have I done?" I said.

"Been who you are. A strong, beautiful, sexy woman." he said.

I blushed, deeply. "You are too kind.... but don't let me stop you", I
teased.

He came over to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me deeply. Letting
go, he took my hand and pulled me towards the love seat. "let's just
sit. relax. Drink some champagne. Talk" he looked at me, smiling," and we
can make love later."

He pulled me down on to his lap, catching me in his arms. My arm went
around his neck, and he had one behind my back. we kissed again. "You see,
we can just chill out. Enjoy each other."

"Ok," I said. "I'm happy with that."

I slid off his lap, into the other seat, keeping my legs on his lap. he
leant over, and got the glasses, and passed one to me. "Cheers! Here's to
the great times we are going to have, and the ones we've already
shared". Our glasses clinked, and we just chilled. The warm evening air was
just perfectly balmy as I sat there, and we looked at each other.

He started asking me more about if I wanted to be female full time, or stay
as I was. I told him "I want to be full time, but not sure about full
surgery. It's just that I don't think about my genitals. Sure, I'd have
loved to have been born female but, for me, being female is more about how
you move through life. How you feel, how you interact, your life is really
a reflection of you and I've seldom heard of successful
surgeries. Something either goes wrong, or there is a loss of feeling, or
after all that effort, it's not what the person wants. Except for those few
hours a week when I go into the office, I'm happy as I am."

So, why suffer those few hours?" he said.

"But..."

"Don't 'But'. think positive," he interrupted." Look, you are good at what
you do, right?"

"yes"

"Any you've told me that you are surprised that you get away with what you
do. I mean look at your hands, those nails aren't exactly masculine, and
nor are your eyebrows, and there's no facial hair"

"yes, that's true, but..."

"I told you, don't 'but' me. Work with me here. So, you've also told me
that a number of people know, right?" I nodded. "So, do you think that
everyone doesn't know? I mean with all those clues and do you not think
word has got around?"

"yes, you're probably right"

"So, what are you waiting for? You want to do it."

"But what happens if I loose my job?"

"If that's why, you can sue them. They'll also not want the publicity."

"But it'll be harder"

"Harder than what? Living a half-life?"

I stopped. I thought about it and said, "but I can't do it alone."

"You aren't alone. You've got your friends, who accept you..... you've got
me"

"You? are you sure of that?"

"yes, I'm sure"

"Oh Brett! Hold me! Please!"

"Are you ok?" he said, all concerned, as he pulled me towards him, "you are
shaking"

"I can't help it," I said. I've been looking for a man for so long. There I
was thinking that we'd just be a fling, and you are perfect for me. promise
me you wont desert me. promise you wont hurt me"

"Of course I wont desert you, and I'll never deliberately hurt you. So?"

"OK, I'll do it! I want to do this. Wanted it for so long!"

It was like a weight lifted from my shoulders, and this incredible man was
helping me do it.

"Just hold me, Brett"

I sat there with him for a while. Arms around him, as he pulled me in to
him.

He started kissing my neck, then my lips. I opened my mouth to take his
tongue, and our kisses became more passionate. I felt his hands wandering
up my leg, stopping briefly at the suspender, and then carrying on u my
thigh. I parted my legs to give him access to my crotch, as he gently
rubbed me as I got wetter and wetter. I could feel the excitement in him
too, as something in his lap got harder and harder.

"Brett, just take me. Please. Make me your girl"

We stood, continuing to kiss, and he undid my negligee, giving him access
to more of me. then he surprised me, he swept me up, and lay me on the
bed. No mean trick. I'm not some tiny little thing, but I guess that the
strength comes from all the building work. My leg, on the side of the
split, went up, and he lay next to me. I moved my leg over, giving him full
access, as he half lay on top of me. He started kissing my mouth, my neck,
my shoulder. I knew what was coming next. He finally got to my small
breasts, moving the cup of the nightgown to one side, and took my nipple in
his mouth. Sucking on it, gently biting it and playing with the other one
with his fingers. I moaned, loudly, it's a fantastic feeling. His hand left
my breasts, and worked down my body, back to my crotch. Mine worked towards
his. Absolutely rock hard! I started to unbutton his shirt, to run my
fingers through his chest hair, and then took my hand back down towards his
cock. My clitty was trying to burst its way out of my g-string. Finally,
Brett moved the g-string, and let it out. Straight up. God I was horny. I
really wanted him. I wanted him to take me, to make me beg for his gorgeous
cock. He started going down towards my clitty, but I asked him to stop. I
wanted him. I wanted to taste him in my mouth.

We got his pants, and his underwear off. There he was, My man. Really - my
man, lying there, naked, on the bed. From the size of his cock, wanting me
as badly as I wanted him. I moved down the bed, so my mouth was just above
his cock. I looked up. He was watching me. I licked the head. Enjoying the
taste, liking underneath the head, and the top again. Finally sliding my
mouth, gently over the top, flicking the hole with my tongue. he groaned. I
looked up. He was lying back with his eyes closed. I took my mouth off, and
started to stroke him with my hand, and then sucked his balls, one by
one. I Swirled the tip of my tongue around his scrotum. Then, licked his
balls with long, sweeping strokes just as if I was savouring a delicious
ice cream cone. Then I pursed my lips and sucked softly on the skin and
took each testicle all the way into my mouth. He groaned again.

"Enjoying this?" I said, evily.

"uh-huh. Don't stop! he said.

My finger ran towards his anus, resting on his perineum and I started
playing with it, and took his cock in my mouth again, going down on it as
far as I could go. Up and down went my mouth, round and round went my
finger.

"Stop!' he said, "I'm going to cum"

"Hmmm," came my reply.

"No, really. My turn!"

I climbed up the bed, and turned over. I started at my breasts, sucking my
nipples. Immediately I was getting hard again. He played with my clitty,
whilst sucking and biting my nipples. Stroking my clitty, we went down, and
took it in his mouth. Sucking on it. His finger when to my anus, and played
with the opening. I spread me legs wider and raised my knees to give him
better access. Then he pulled on my g-string, and pulled it down. I briefly
had to close my legs so he could get it off, but now he had full
access. Looking down, I could see him greedily sucking my clitty. God he
was good! Hmm, too good. His finger was in my arse now, having relaxed it
and loosened it up?

He stopped sucking me, and looked up and said, "would you like to get on
top?". Would I ? Dumb question. With that rock hard cock I could rub
against. Yum-meee!

He moved up, and I straddled him. I could feel his cock at my back door, as
I rubbed against it. God, I wanted it in there. Feel him pumping inside
me. "Do you like that there?" he said, knowing full well that I did. He
didn't even wait for an answer and asked, "You you want it?"

My eyes popped open! yes, I'd hoped, but here it is. "yes, I breathed. I
want it"

"What do you want?"

"Your cock. Your thick, gorgeous cock"

"Where do you want it?"

"inside me. all the way in. All the way up to your balls. I want to be
impaled on your cock"

all the time he's playing with one of my nipples, and stroking my clitty. I
was in heaven.

"Are you sure?"

"yes, I'm sure!"

"Well, ask nicely then"

"May I please have your cock inside me? Will you please put it in up to
your balls? Will you please fill me with your cum?"

"See, told you you'd have to ask for it!" he said triumphantly, grinning at
me.

"You bastard! You tricked me!" I said, laughing.

"So, do you want it?"

"Yes I do! And I know you want to give it to me. I can feel how hard you
are! And just for that, it's the only way you are going to cum... no more
oral for you!"

"Suits me." he said, and opened a draw beside the bed and took out some
lube. "Sit up!" I did as he told me, and felt his lubricated fingers
around, and in my arse.

"Now, lie down on your back, and put this cushion under your back, to lift
your arse up a bit". I did as he told me.

Then he moved down towards my arse, and knelt there, lifting my legs up,
together. He put them over his right shoulder and I could feel the tip of
his cock press against the rosebud of my anus.

"here it comes, baby" he said.

"please, I said. Take me. Make me your girl!"

As I said that, I felt his cock gently enter me. It was a bit hard at
first, but as the head got past the bud, and his shaft kept gliding in, it
got easier. "is that OK?"

"uh huh", I said, just thinking about this cock inside me, as I lay there,
playing with my nipples.

"You want more?"

"uh huh", I said... of course I wanted more! finally, I felt his balls
against me. then he slowly slide backwards, then back in again. faster
now. His free hand stroking me as I played with my nipples.

"ooohhhhh. hhmmmmh, Brett. Please! Fill me with your cum! Fill my pussy!
Please, Brett! I want it. Want it all"

he started going faster and faster. I could feel the length of it going in
and out. Such a delicious feeling, every time right up to his balls. God I
wanted that cum.

"C'mon Brett. Fill me. I know you want to."

"Oh yes baby, I do. Are you going to cum too?"

"yes Brett, you know I am. Just keep stroking me and pounding my pussy with
your cock. Hmmmmmmmm"

"here it is. You want it?"

"yes, Brett, give it to me!"

"When do you want it?"

"Now. I want your cum now. Fill me Brett. FILL ME!"

I could feel his cock twitch and suddenly he rammed full on into my pussy,
and I could feel him pump and pump his cum into me. "hugggggh" was all that
he said. I was about to explode too. As he became more ware, he stayed
inside me. I squirmed against him to feel his cock, and he kept stroking me
until I too came. My cum, spurting up.

Finally, satiated, he took some tissues and wiped off my cum from my
belly. "Did you like that babe?" he said.

"Oh yes", i said. I think we'll have to do that again.

"You bet, he said, "but need some sleep first."

"Hmmm. Come here. Hold me Brett. Hold me in your arms"

we snuggled up, and fell asleep... for a few hours.