Date: Wed, 31 Aug 2011 07:28:06 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Newton's. Chapter Five.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or more only. All comments,
good or bad are welcome and each one will be answered.

  Chapter Five
  CHRISTIANA
     Thank Christ the x-rays showed that my pelvic bone and my leg were now
mended for I could now have this damned plaster cut off and I can scratch
myself. That was the worst part of being in plaster to get an itch that you
couldn't scratch. I'm sure I was to claw my skin to ribbons when it finally
comes off.
     I didn't, but came close to it when they got the damned thing off and
I was able to walk. Well, stumble as I was helped along back to my bed
after it was off. I was most unsteady and they said that I would still have
to stay for another day or so to be seen by the physiotherapist to get my
legs working properly before being released.
     So I had another two days of baths and massages to get the muscles
working properly again before they announced I was fit enough to leave. I
couldn't wait to get out but I thanked them and wondered if the victims of
the Inquisition had ever thanked those that had tortured them?
     I had a taxi called for to take me home and it seemed a desolate place
by not having been lived in for over ten weeks. The first thing I did was
to make myself a cup of coffee and it was glorious after the weak stuff
that they had called tea that was given me in the hospital.
     I took my cup through to the study and sat down at the desk and phoned
Head Office to apologise for being the victim in an accident and that I was
now back at work and would be putting out a new agenda for the seminars
that had to be cancelled. They were pleased that I was back and wished me
luck. It was a good firm to work for as I got to set my own schedules and
did the contacting of various branches to say when the next seminar was to
be held and arranged the accommodation and all that.
     I kept Head Office informed of all that had been invited and gave a
brief report after each one, specifying who did and who did not turn up. I
had got it down to a fine art and it worked very well but now I had to mend
fences especially with the hotel in Uxbridge because I usually booked rooms
and the hall a good three months in advance.
     Next day I went there. They had been told of my accident and that the
seminars had been cancelled until further notice and that the rooms booked
could be re-let. But I felt duty bound to go myself now I was up and about
to explain further the reason.
     They were most accommodating and told me not to worry as accidents
will happen which made me wince at this English form of expression. But in
good faith, I booked in for the night for there was no point in going back
to an empty house and this was on expenses. I also told them that I was
drawing up a new series of seminars and would let them know in the very
near future of the dates and number of rooms required. I always tried to
include at least two or four females for these for it made the booking of
rooms easier by having all them twin bedded and having the men share and
the women rather than go to the expense of booking singles.
     Having pacified the management, I went down to the bar where I was
known and my gin and tonic was poured without me having to ask for it.
     There were two couples and three single men in there I noted when I
entered to sit at the bar before dinner and it didn't take one of the men
long to come over to the bar and sit on the stool next to me.
     `Excuse me for intruding, but haven't I seen you in here before,' he
asked. He was, I suppose, to be in his early forties or late thirties, not
bad looking and decently attired. It was an opening gambit which I'd heard
before, but I liked the look of him and, well let's face it, I'd been
without a man for over three months now and though I wasn't really that
desperate to take anything, he did look good enough to eat.
     `You might well have seeing as I come here quite often, but I don't
recall seeing you before,' I said to try and put him on the back foot.
     `Probably because you were always surrounded by other men at the
time,' he countered to which I smiled.
     `Yes, I do seem to attract them don't I?' I said as I smiled sweetly
at him. `Though to set your mind at ease, they were what you might call my
students. I hold seminars here and they come to listen and learn.'
     `What do you teach?'
     `The latest home electronic devices coming onto the market.'
     `Hey, that's my business! I sell home appliances,' and he went on to
say what company he worked for.
     `Pshaw!' I said contemptuously, `I wouldn't touch them with a barge
pole,' and told him the company I represented.
     `That's my trouble having to compete against yours,' he said glumly,
`but at least I'm on expenses,' he said with a bright smile, `so I would
deem it a pleasure if you would be my guest for dinner tonight.' I liked
him and they way that he spoke so I accepted. Of course, the dinner ran the
expected way where he would tell me of his troubles being away from home so
much that it almost became unbearable.
     `Oh for Christ's sake David!' I said, for that was the name he had
given me, true or false it didn't matter for he was a man. `You're beating
about the bush to flush out the prey. Why don't you come right out and say
that you want to go to bed with me?'
     `I...I was just getting round to that,' he stammered.
     `Well were round it now. We'll use your room,' I said and with that,
stood up and let him sign the bill and we went up to his room. There, I let
him kiss and undress me and when I was naked after quite a few kisses on my
breasts, lay down on the bed and watched him hurriedly get out of his
clothes. He seemed a bit embarrassed to be standing there in front of my
gaze at his erection. His body wasn't that bad considering how many hotel
meals he must have had over the past few years.
     He kissed me and began to caress and squeeze my breasts and I let him
and waited till he was kissing my nipples that I gave his head a push and
he knew then what I wanted first.
     He kept kissing my body as he went down and I opened my legs for him
to get in between and gave myself up to the pleasure of being licked,
sucked and nibbled and having his tongue inserted into my vagina.
     I was close to my orgasm, the first in many months and quickly tugged
at his ears as I asked him to now fuck me. He was up and in quicker than I
could say Errol Flynn and it was a pleasure to once more have a cock slide
up inside me. I lay back and enjoyed having him fuck and bring me to my
orgasm. I bucked and thrashed about, going a bit over the top I thought, as
I came much to his pleasure as he came at the same time as he fought to
keep himself inside me.
     He was panting heavily when he finished and brought his whole weight
to bear down on me which I didn't mind for it had been rather a long time
since I'd had a man on top of me. So as a special treat, when he finally
pulled out, which I didn't like, went down and sucked on him as though he
was the best lover in the world. He would remember me I thought for this
little added touch as I sucked out the last of his juices.
     He was a bit disappointed when, an hour later I got up and began to
get dressed.
     `Christiana! I thought you would be staying the night?' he said in a
slightly petulant voice.
     `Too much of a good thing is bad for you,' I said as I zipped up the
back of my dress.
     `Will I see you again?' his voice almost childish now.
     `Maybe,' I said, slipping my feet into my shoes and going over to the
bed where he was propped up on his elbow. I gave him a kiss. `Thank you for
dinner.'
     `You're welcome,' he said in a small voice as I went and left his room
to go down one floor to mine.
     Having placated the management of the hotel and given satisfaction to
one of the guests, left next morning after breakfast and went home. I spent
the rest of the day and the one following in setting up a new agenda for
the seminars I had missed and wrote the letters to those whose turn it was
to be invited. I only set up four for after that, I was due to go to
Holland to see the latest appliances that our main supplier were making
ready for sale to the public.

  PAUL
     It was back to work on the Monday, but before I left the flat, Miki
and I had sex and I found that having a good fuck in the morning was the
best tonic I could ever wish for. I had never felt happier as I walked to
the shop, even better than my honeymoon with Christiana. He too was going
back to work at the hospital and he left earlier than me to see to the
patients' breakfasts.
     I didn't normally work on a Monday, but as I'd been away for nearly
eleven weeks, I had time to make up. They were surprised to see me but I
think the welcome I received was heartfelt. I didn't appear on the shop
floor that day for I spent it going over the sales figures for the past two
months and saw that the Head Office were right. Our sales had dipped, not a
lot but they had definitely gone down. So what was wanted was a pepped up
sales talk which I would do the next day.
     I was tired when I went home, not physically, well at lot really, but
it was more mental than anything. I flopped on our sofa and Miki, bless
him, smoothed my forehead for he was home before me and much as I needed
it, told him no. He'd looked after me for the past six, nearly seven weeks,
it was now my turn to look after him. I got up and went and cooked dinner,
which we ate, washed down with a bottle of wine and then went to bed and
made love.
      The question came to me as I was on my knees with Miki in the middle
of fucking me, loving what he was doing and I said to myself, am I becoming
more of a woman than I was a man? This thought stayed in my mind even when
it was my turn to fuck him. I loved sticking my cock up his arse but I
wondered if I loved having his more? I know I now had come to relish taking
his erection in my mouth, sucking and tonguing him till he came, filling me
with his sperm for me to swallow. Did it make me less of a man?
     As the weeks went by, well, I found out. But, that was yet to come. I
gave my pep talk to those at the shop and within a week, we had exceeded
the target I had set. I kept a close eye on our intake of stock, and
knowing the cost, balanced that out on to our expenditure, i.e., rent wages
etc., to give us at least a forty per cent profit turnover. I was back to
that forty per cent within two weeks of my return. Now this continued for
the next two weeks which prompted me to make a trip to Head Office to plead
for them to purchase the next door property to us that was shortly to be
vacated.
     It had been a privately owned draper's store and the owner, due to ill
health had decided to retire. This I got before he had actually made the
decision and therefore, had made known to Head Office that we should
acquire the lease to expand the shop I was currently in charge of.
     I think it was my track record in the retail market of electric
domestic appliances in our area that swayed them to consider and then act
on my request. They put in a bid and gained the premises, which was
fortuitous in the events that followed. But until we get to that, let's get
back to my private life as it were.
     I was now quite besotted by my big black strong lover. I was already
bending over backwards for him and I became more and more dependent on
having his thick black cock shoved up my arse to fuck my brains out. I came
to love lying in his arms at night with his muscular arms around me,
holding me tight after we had made love. He was becoming the dominant
partner in our relationship and I didn't demure, for I was in fact
definitely become more of a woman the longer I had him with me.
     `Miki,' I said one night just after he had really given me a bloody
good fuck, `I think that now you can call me your wife.'
     He went on to argue against this, but I countered everything he said
and I reiterated all that he said and I later went on to prove it.
     But now that Christiana was out of hospital and back at work too, I
felt bound to go home to Reading at the weekend if only to see her on the
Sunday. It was a very stilted meeting on our first coming together in our
home. It was politeness carried to excess. How are you now? Have you fully
recovered from the accident? I'm sure you can gather how frosty the
atmosphere was.
     We were polite to each other so much so that it bordered on the
ridiculous, though it wasn't funny to us at the time. That first night in
bed together wasn't a success either. I couldn't get it up and she wouldn't
go down on me to help. It was in fact a disaster in the love making stakes,
so I lay there wishing I was with Miki and she was probably wishing she was
somewhere else too. Though we did manage to couple together over the next
few months, we were much further apart than we were before the accident.
     It also prompted me to do what I did in respect of Miki. It came to me
that I was no longer a husband to Christiana but rather I was a wife to
Miki. So it was on the Monday morning when she went off to one of her
seminars that I too left home in Reading and went shopping in Chelsea.
     I was bold enough to say that I was gay, a fact that I had not really
considered myself until I had got into the shop, and said that I wanted an
outfit, a female outfit, top to bottom.
     They didn't turn a hair at my announcement or request and began to
show me everything that they had. When I say they didn't turn a hair, I
mean it, for I even had one of the girls come into the changing room to
show me how to fix a suspender belt on. There I was, bollock naked, and
this young thing helped me put this thing on and showed me how to fix the
stockings to it.
     I was now past the embarrassing stage and let them show me how to put
on these clothes as if they had a person like me in the shop every day. I
was even given hints as to the make-up I should use and went as far as to
go out and get me a cosmetic case.

     It cost me, believe me not! But, red faced or not, I went through with
it for I believed that Miki was worth it. I had them get me a taxi and with
my five bags of their stock, went to our flat in Tooting. I went and had a
nice bath, using, on their advice, the bath scents that they had sold
me. Then I dried myself and used some of their powder, after which, I began
to try and transform myself into a woman for Miki.
     I realised that I should have shaved my legs before pulling on the
stockings, but we can't all be perfect the first time, and got a sexual
thrill when I pulled them up to fix them to the belt that had taken me
nearly five minutes to put on properly. I had a massive hard on when that
was accomplished and I nearly came when I looked at myself in the mirror
with these few items on.
     Then I put on one of the dresses and a wig I'd bought and found that I
liked what I saw it the mirror and so I stayed dressed that way until Miki
came home.
     His face was a picture when he saw me standing there dressed as a
woman. Surprise, incredulity, disbelief was what I saw flit across his
black handsome face as I opened my arms for him. He must have liked what he
saw for he came into them quick enough to kiss me many times before he
actually lifted me up off my feet and carried me into the bedroom.
     I only managed to get the dress off before he rolled me over onto my
knees and have his cock rammed up my arse to give me a glorious fuck. The
straps of the suspender belt were as taut as they could ever be as he
pumped himself into me, pulling my hips back onto him as I gurgled with
delight as his cock made a fresh passage within me. As he came, he fell
onto my back and I in turn went down onto the bed covers and while he
continued to grind himself into me, his weight and pressure on my back,
made me spurt out my seed on the covers.
     We spent a lovely half hour of him licking me clean of the mess I had
smeared all over my stomach. I didn't suck on him for he hadn't used a
condom.
     `Now I'm your wife,' I said later as we lay in each other's arms,
kissing and stroking each other as we slowly began to arouse ourselves for
another but more sedate session of loving. We ate each other instead of
having dinner.
  *
     A week later, I went to one of the company's annual dinners where
minor employees were given various awards. It was held in one of the big
complexes in Birmingham. I'd now been to quite a few of them and found them
quite frankly, boring. So much so, that as soon as they began getting
people seated, I sneaked out and went to the bar.
     It was being held in one of the big hotels that had been specially
built for this kind of thing and I had noticed on entering that they were
holding no less than four different conventions at the same time, in
different parts of the hotel of course.
     I was sitting there nursing my drink wishing I was back home with
Miki, only being here because I had been told I had to. I was the only one
in the bar until a young man came in and ordered a drink and as one does,
he drifted over to me and sat next to me.
     `Are you here for one of these do's?' he asked.
    `Yes,' I replied morosely, `You?'
     `Yes. I've been to one before and when I saw the seating plan, that
was it, I was out. I was only put next to the guy that was there last time
and I'm sure he rigged it. He tried to get me into his bed before. Christ!
He's old enough to be my father, so I came out here.'
     `Don't blame you,' I said in the same voice.
     `I gather by your tone of voice that you are at one of these functions
and that you've been here to these things before?' he asked.
     `Too right. Same people spouting the same waffle, yes, I've been here
before. That's why I'm here at the bar and not inside.'
     We chatted about inconsequential things before he asked if I was going
in to eat at my function.
     `No,' I said. `I'd rather go hungry.'
     `Same as me though I am rather hungry. Are you staying at this hotel?'
he asked, and I said that I was.
     `Well as I said, I'm hungry. I know of a good restaurant not far from
here, would you care to join me for dinner?'
     I looked at the young man, about twenty four years of age, bright
looking with a nice smile, maybe he would be good company for a meal and so
I said yes.
    He was right, it was indeed a good restaurant and I couldn't fault the
food or the service.
     `You've obviously been here before,' I said as we came to the end of
the meal.
     `Yes. I work not far from here and have popped in here quite a few
times,' he said as he poured out another glass of wine for both of us, this
being the second bottle I might add.
     `So what are you going to do for the rest of the night?' he asked.
     `Go to bed. On my own,' I added and wasn't surprised when his hand
came over and was placed on my own.
     `You don't have to be on your own,' he said.
     `You mean that I'm closer to your age than the old man you told me of
that was of the same age as your father?'
     `Yes, but that wasn't what I was saying,' he replied with a smile.
      `I know what you were saying and that was that I don't have to sleep
in bed on my own, am I correct?' and I smiled back at him.
     `I think we are on the same wavelength, am I right?'
     `That we are and I accept the invitation.'
     `Great!' he said, `My name's Adrian.` and I told him that my name was
Paul, and he called for the bill and insisted on paying saying that he was
on expenses. We went back to the hotel and when we entered he asked if it
was his room or mine.
     `Yours,' I said. `I have to be back in London early so I won't be
staying for breakfast.' He accepted that and went and got his key from the
desk, mine I had in my pocket, and we took the lift up to his floor and
along to his room.
     He'd only just shut the door and we were in each other's arms and
kissing on the lips. Both of us could feel the urgency in each other and we
broke apart and quickly undressed to turn to each other again, naked,
before we moved and lay on the bed.
     We stroked each other's erection as we fought a minor battle with our
tongues before Adrian broke away.
     `God, you're bigger than I thought you might be,' he said panting as
he still continued to stroke my hard throbbing cock. `Fuck me Paul please,'
he begged and passed me a condom. I wanted this young man and quickly tore
open the wrapper and rolled the rubber down on my shaft. He had already
gone up onto his knees and I moved in behind him and saw those pale white
cheeks that reminded me of Miki. I know, Miki's bum was black and this bum
before me was white, but it wasn't the colour, it was just that here was an
arse that was concealed by these white cheeks that had triggered the
thought. Black or white, a hole to be fucked was one that was just about to
be.
     I didn't even bother to guide it as I placed both my hands on his hips
and my cock knew its own way and soon I was pushing myself up into this
young man called Adrian.
     He was young and hadn't been reamed that much he was so tight. I
really had to push and he gasped as I widened his arsehole to accommodate
my prick as first the head went in and then the rest followed to a big sigh
from him underneath me. I moved my hips from side to side when I had the
cheeks of his bum up tight to my thighs which brought forth another gasp
from him. Then I fucked him! Boy, did I ream his arsehole.
     I kept ramming into him, pulling back as far as I could without coming
out and then slamming myself back into him, my balls smacking him every
time, exciting them too to produce what they were there for. I ploughed his
field so that it was ripe for my seed when I did let go, holding him tight
up to me as I jerked my hips in my coming inside. He had been alternating
between gasps and cries as I had fucked him and he gave an even bigger cry
when I pulled out of him. He fell down onto his front and then slowly
rolled over and I could see that there were tears in his eyes.
     `Man, that was the best fuck I've ever had,' he panted. `I don't think
I'll ever meet someone like you again. I wished I'd met you earlier.'
     `Don't say any more,' I said, putting my finger to his lips. `I have a
lover in London, and that is where I am going in the morning. This is what
they call a one night stand, now do you think you can do the same for me?'
I smiled.
     He tried but he wasn't as good as Miki. It was a nice fuck that he
gave me and I made the appropriate noises and he was happy with that. I
stayed in his bed for the night and we went into a sixty nine in the early
hours of the morning and sucked on each other till we came, swallowing and
sucking as we licked each other clean.
     `I wish you could stay,' he said to me as I was trying to say goodbye
with a kiss, but he accepted that I had to go and with another nice
friendly kiss, we parted.
  *
     Not long after having the cast off, I bought a top of the range
B.M.W. two seater coupe, the insurance I got for my old car was only enough
to cover one year's insurance on this one. So just after six I was heading
for London with the top down, no need to rush for I would still catch the
early commuters the closer I got to London, which I did. I parked it in the
garage I rented near the flat, garages and parking spaces were at a premium
in Tooting, and I was in the shop by half ten.
     I got good news from Head Office that they had bought the shop next
door and the other two floors above, though the old boy there wouldn't be
moving out for another three months. This meant that I could use the first
floor for storage and the upper floor as a live in flat for myself and
Miki. So the rest of the week I drew up plans of how I wanted the ground
floor space laid out for the shop fitters. Also I wanted a service lift
installed to take in goods from the service road at the back up to the
first floor. That had always been my bug bear in this shop that I couldn't
carry much stock and we had lost sales because of this. These plans I
submitted to Head Office and later got them approved.
     Now Miki worked a five day week at the hospital, Monday to Friday. I
worked Tuesday to Saturday, so he got another nurse to split with him so
that he had every other Monday off but worked the Saturday. I then told
Christiana that I had changed my day's off alternately every Monday to a
Wednesday and that it wasn't worth my while to travel back to Reading in
the middle of the week. That meant that Miki and I had the whole of a
Sunday and Monday together on alternate weeks.
     We had fun on those weekends. I would dress up in my female clothes on
the Sunday and be a woman till Tuesday morning. I'd bought a pair of high
heeled shoes but couldn't get the hang of walking in them so he bought me a
pair of half heeled shoes and I found that these were fine and it also
brought me up to his height which was perfect.
     I would also play about with the cosmetic case, making myself up and
generally making a mess of it. Here, Miki showed a talent that would have
got him a job in any beauty parlour. He could do a wonderful job of putting
on eye shadow and all the rest on my face and with a wig on, I really did
look like a rather beautiful woman. I also began shaving under my arms and
my legs. On Sunday nights, we would have dinner and after, put on some
music and we would dance together for a while before he started to undress
and make love to me.
     Then one Sunday we did a most daring thing, well for me it was. All
dressed up and looking like a million dollars, we went out to this gay bar
in Clapham. Wow, didn't I go down well there. I was very hesitant of going
in dressed as a woman where quite a few of the regulars there knew me as
Paul and that Miki and I were lovers. I got nothing but compliments as
Pauline saying how wonderful I looked and having had the courage to openly
declare myself.
     Miki preened that he had the most beautiful looking lover there and I
got many proposals to leave Miki and take on other lovers. I had been very
nervous at first but came to like the attention I got and so we finished up
going in there nearly every Sunday that I was in town.
     Sex with Christiana was becoming just a perfunctory coming together
without any frills or thrills and I couldn't wait to get back to Miki to
have his big cock either in my hand, mouth or up my backside. Plus the fact
I liked fucking him better than with my wife. The one consolation in
Reading was that she had had a good job done on the swimming pool and I
spent many hours of my weekend in the water. It helped strengthen my arms
and also toned up other muscles as well. So when she asked if we could have
an outside patio to surround it, I agreed.
  *