Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2011 10:22:46 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Why? Chapter Seven

   The timing had been right for the vicar was there to meet us and gave us
a glass of sherry before it was time to go to the church for the
service. There were about forty of us in the church and the service was
quickly over and we trooped out, following the coffin and watched it being
lowered into the ground with me throwing in the first handful of dirt.

   The vicar, lovely man, had also seen to having some eats and drinks for
those that had attended and though I got some curious looks from the
others, no one had to guts to come out with what they might have been
thinking at seeing me in a dress. As Sally had predicted, nobody took any
notice of her the whole time.

   It was with some relief when the last mourner had left leaving just me,
Sally, the vicar and the solicitor whose name I didn't catch. But it was
him who changed my life.

   `Ah, now that all's done that had to be done is done,' he began and I
thought, what a prick. `Let's sit down so that I can read your late aunt's
will.' This we duly did, sitting round the dining room table that was still
littered with the aftermath of the funeral repast. He cleared a space and
brought some papers out of a briefcase he had brought with him.

   `We are gathered here together today,' he began. `Oh, sorry vicar,' he
said with a little laugh. `It's words that you normally use for something
quite different, please accept my apologies.' He cleared his throat and
started again. `I'm here to read the will of your late aunt Julia, though I
was led to believe that you were a, er, male, because you are named as Jack
Trent.' He looked at me through the spectacles perched on the end of his
nose.

   `For that, you can blame both my father and the register clerk, for my
dad was half pissed and the clerk was half deaf. The clerk thought he heard
the word Jack and wrote that down and assumed that it was a male child he
was registering. Dad was too far gone to notice the mistake for he had said
that my name was Jackie, but I am one and the same, if you follow me?'

   `Yes, yes, quite. Well, without going through all the words written here
in the will of your aunt, you are to inherit the house and grounds and all
other assets that she owned. These latter are in shares and trusts plus
what was in the bank which total about a quarter of a million pounds. The
value of the house hasn't yet been verified.'

   Hap, hap, happy birthday, my mind cried out as I took this in. The house
and all that money made me a millionaire! I gasped and turned to Sally who
had also gasped and her face was creased in a smile as we hugged each other
much to the amusement of the other two.

   `Oh, I've just realised the date,' the solicitor said. `Belated birthday
wishes are in order,' to which the vicar added his. `This most certainly
will be a day for you to remember,' he added. `Just a word of caution. Just
think carefully before you act on what you will do with your
inheritance. My door will always be open if you wish to seek my advice.'

   `Thank you,' I said, `I'll do that. We were planning on going back to
London tonight, but I think in the circumstances, we'll stay over and go
back tomorrow. Is it possible to have the keys?'

   `By all means,' he said, passing them over. `It would help me if you
could call into the office in the morning and sign a few things to keep the
paperwork correct.' This I agreed to do and on thanking him and the vicar,
they both left and Sally and I then hugged each other again.

   `Well Miss Rich Bitch, what are your plans now?' She asked me.

   `I'd like to go to bed so that you can fuck me to prove that I'm not
dreaming,' I said, giving her a kiss.

   `Good idea, and then you can fuck me.'  So we went upstairs to my old
room and there we undressed and went to bed and said bugger to the use of
condoms and fucked each other silly.

   `So are you going to give up work and stay down here then?' Sally asked
as we lay together, dressed in only our underwear on the bed.

   `I'm not burying myself away here without a rampant cock to service me
every night. No, I think I'll get a small place of my own in London
somewhere and carry on at the agency. Now don't tell them a word,' I said
sitting up and leaning over her. `They're not to know that I've come into
some money. It could cause some problems.'

    `I won't breath a word. Can you lend me a couple of thousand?' she
smiled.

   `That's what I mean,' I said as I gave her a friendly slap, `but for
you, yes, but no one else. Now that's raised your little bugger up,' I said
as I stroked her erection. `Show me how much you love me with it.' I turned
over and went onto my knees and had the pleasure of having Sally's cock
slide up into me and give me a wonderful fuck. After I had pleasured her
too, we went and washed and got dressed and explored the house.

   There was quite a lot of antique furniture which wasn't my style and if
I bought myself a small place it wouldn't fit so I decided to come down the
next week and pick out what I wanted to keep and have the rest shipped off
to auction.

   We also found enough food and drink for us to cook my birthday dinner
for Sally didn't want to go down to village to eat in case she was
recognised. So just the two of us celebrated my birthday and got quite rat
arsed and went to bed and still managed to fuck one another again before
falling asleep in the same bed.

   It was surprising that we didn't have hangovers the next day and on the
way to the station, we stopped off at the solicitor's and I signed what
papers he wanted done and told him that I would be down in about a week's
time to tell him what I would be doing in respect of the house and
contents.

   Sally and I duly got the train to London and I got a taxi to drop her
off at her place before going on to mine. It was only on entering what was
my place that I realised how seedy and run down the whole bloody building
was and it confirmed my resolve to start house hunting soon. I was
disappointed that I hadn't been called by the agency and so went to bed
early but got a call next morning so I was quite happy at that and got the
client I escorted to ask me to stay the night and enjoyed sucking on his
cock and having him fuck me.

   Over the next week I went and looked at houses, not liking any of them
really and also called in at some auctioneers that would only be too happy
to sell what I offered. I decided to stay down at the house for a few
days. One to select what I wanted to be collected for myself and put into
storage for the time being and then have the rest collected by the selected
auction house. Sally couldn't get the time off and I told Samantha that I
wouldn't be available for those three nights and so went down on my own.

   I spent the whole day labelling what I would keep and the following day,
the van turned up to collect and take them for storage. The next day, two
pantechnicons arrived to clear the rest of the house and when this was
finally completed, I went to the solicitor and told him to put the house on
the market. Having already spoken to two estate agents, it was agreed that
the asking price would be one and a half million pounds. Considering the
size of the house and surrounding grounds, it was a good price. To finish
this little bit off, it was sold a month later after refusing to drop the
price, it still went at what I had asked. This money was duly lodged in my
bank in London after all the papers had been signed and I was now ready to
buy my own place and get out of what I had now come to consider the hovel
I'd been currently living in.

   The house I settled on was just off the King's Road in Chelsea and it
cost just over half a million pounds and would need several thousands to
bring it up to scratch. So it was another two months before it was ready
for me to move into and I was really glad to leave my old place and have a
decent place to now call home. One other thing to the good was that I was
now only a short walk away from where Samantha had the agency.

   I had an encounter one day as I walked down the King's Road, arms loaded
with shopping when I stepped off the kerb and trod on a small piece of wood
and started to stumble forward into the road when a man caught my arm and
hauled me upright, preventing me from falling flat on my face.

   `Are you alright?' he asked anxiously, feeling me trembling all over. He
was clean shaven, black hair and I put his age at about forty. His eyes
were bright and he had a nice smile that I saw afterwards. `It's lucky I
was there waiting to cross the road.'

   `Yes thank you,' I stuttered. Instantly liking this man as I now saw his
smile at me being okay. I didn't object to his taking my arm and seeing me
safely across the road and I thanked him again and we went off in opposite
directions. I was to meet him again in a few days time.

   I was now out five or six evenings a week on escort duty and I loved
every minute of it. Being feted as it were at dinners and the like and then
getting the inevitable proposal that I spend the night with them. With them
specifically asking for such as Davinia and myself, it was obvious that
they preferred to fuck a man than a woman, so I was always asked and I
never turned down one chance of sucking on a cock and also have it used up
my backside.

   `It's a dinner and dance at the Cumberland Hotel,' Samantha told me over
the phone. `Seven o'clock and his name is Doctor Forrester. You're to go
straight in and up to his room where he'll meet you. Room three oh six.'

   So I had a lovely smelly bath in my new home and dressed carefully and
made sure my make-up was perfect and rang for a taxi to take me to the
Cumberland just before seven. I'd been to this hotel twice before and so
knew the layout and walked straight through the lobby area and over to the
lifts. I knocked at the door and got a nice surprise when it opened, for
there was the man that had prevented me from the fall in the King's Road.

   `You!' he exclaimed when he saw me and I nodded with a smile as big as
his was. `Well I never,' he said as he stood to one side to let me enter
his room. `You...your...a, well, the other day I wouldn't have thought
it. You looked so perfect! Just as you do now and it's astounded me.'

   `Me too that we should meet up again like this,' I said as I went and
sat down on the bed. `Do I get offered a drink?' I asked.

   `Oh, of course, sorry,' he apologised as he seemed to unglue himself
from by the door, which he now shut and moved over to the mini bar. `It's
just seeing you again and knowing that...that,' he stammered to a halt.

    `I'm a man dressed as a woman. A transvestite,' I supplied for him to
nod. `A gin and tonic please.' I asked as he stood by the open fridge door.

   `Ah yes. I never even thought of you this way the other day. You seemed
so poised, so assured, so...so feminine.' I thanked him for the drink that
he passed to me.

   `Was that why you didn't make a pass at me?' I asked coyly, looking at
him over the rim of my glass and had the pleasure of seeing him blush.

   `Yes,' he said, looking down at his own glass.

   `Well we both know now where we stand. Do I take it that you still want
me...for escort duty?' I asked with a smile having staggered my words for
him to get the message. He obviously did.

   `Oh definitely. It's a reunion that the university hold every five
years. Being a single man, I was plagued by women with marriageable
daughters or unmarried sisters last time which is not my scene. That's why
I wanted an escort tonight to prevent the same happening again this year.'

   `But you wanted a transvestite. So that it would look as though you were
already fixed up.'

   `Yes, that's it exactly,' he said with some relief on his face.

   `But you are really a homosexual who won't come out of the closet, like
me?' I said softly. He looked down at his glass again and nodded his head.

   `I can't because of my position. I'm a practising doctor and it would do
great harm to my career.'

   `Well doctor, I think we are going to get along just fine,' I said
finishing my drink and passing him the empty glass. `My name's Jackie.'

   `Mine's Julian,' he said with a happy smile on his face as he took my
glass. `Shall we go and have a ball?'

   `One now and two later?' I asked with another smile.

   `You're not backward about coming forward are you,' he said with a laugh
as he took my arm and we went out of his room and down to the ballroom.

   I think he took great pleasure in introducing me to other people,
especially the women who had other young things alongside them. We had an
excellent meal and I danced quite a few with him and also with some of the
other men that were at our table. There must have been over four hundred
people there at the beginning but by the time they played the last waltz,
half of them had already disappeared.

   It was heaven to be in his arms as we danced this last one and I wasn't
surprised when he whispered in my ear.

   `Will you stay the night with me?'

   `One ball coming to an end and another two to go,' I said `and the
answer's yes, if you've got what's normally attached to them.' To prove he
had he pulled me tighter to him so that I could feel that he certainly did
have what I wanted. The dance ended and he kissed me rather deeply right
there in the middle of the dance floor and I couldn't but help get an
erection myself and had to keep my hands together over my front as we
returned to our table for me to collect my bag. Goodnights were said and he
took my arm and led me out and back up to his room.

   `Oh Jackie,' he said as soon as the door had closed behind us as he took
me into his arms and kissed me. `You were absolutely wonderful
tonight. Didn't you see the green eyes of jealousy from the other young
women there?'

   `Yes,' I said, returning his kiss, `I just hope that I'm going to get
what they wanted.' I'd already started to unbutton his shirt and now he was
quickly starting to take the rest of his clothes off and he had a lovely
big erection sticking out in front of him.

   `Just what the doctor ordered,' I said as I went down onto my knees and
took the head of his throbbing cock into my mouth. `Mmmmm,' I mouthed round
the head as I sucked on him.

   `Not yet,' he begged as he pulled himself out and helped me up from the
floor where he lifted up my dress and pulled it over my head. This I shook
to free my hair that fell back into its perfect shape by framing my
face. `Oh God,' he stammered as he looked at me standing there in female
underwear with an erection jutting out from my pubic hairs. He then did the
same as me by falling down onto his knees and taking me into his hot
mouth. I think he was more sex starved than I was the way he sucked,
tongued and tried to chew it off.

   `No Julian,' I cried pulling back the same way. `I want you to fuck
me. If you use a condom I can then suck you afterwards.' I went and got
onto the bed as he went to his open suitcase and pulled out a box of the
things and quickly pulled one out and tore the wrapper off and rolled it
down over his swaying cock.

   `Cream or milk?' he joked as he got on the bed behind me.

   `I'll take it as it comes,' I said, my voice muffled by the bedcovers
for I was right down with my arse high in the air, the suspender straps
straining.

   `Coming straight up,' he said as his hand held my hip and I felt the
head of his cock nuzzle my back passage and he pushed forward and I had the
pleasure of a little pain as he widened me enough to enter and then the
whole length of him slid inside me.

   I gurgled with delight and gave his cock a squeeze with my sphincter
muscle as he settled himself down to roger me. It was lovely to have a cock
as big as his moving inside me, setting all my nerves atingle and lighting
the fire within. He even began crooning as he fucked me with his slow in
and out movements that was sheer bliss for me and really liked his grasping
of me tight to ram himself tight up to my bum as he began to shoot his
load. Jerking away and having his balls slap me as they swung back and
forth as they began to lose the contents that had been fermenting inside.

   As much as I hated him pulling out of me, I couldn't wait to turn round
and whip off the condom to take the sperm coated head of his piece into my
mouth to suck out what was left in the tube, to taste and savour his
seed. It was lovely as I sucked and fondled his balls at the same time
trying to ignore my own throbbing cock that was also begging for release.

   Then it was my turn and I looked down at his strong lithe body that was
bloody good and strong for man of his age. Moderately tanned with his bum
so white and his solid thighs. I teased him with the head of my prick at
the entrance to his backside.

   `Please Jackie,' he begged when he could take no more. `Now. I want you
now.' So I pushed and entered him and he gave out a big sigh as I filled
him and brought my thighs right up tight to the cheeks of his backside. I
then leaned over his back as far as I could and put my hands underneath and
raked my fingernails down over his chest, making sure that I caught his
nipples in the process. `Oh my God,' he spluttered and I felt his whole
body tremble at what I was doing and he gave several more shudders as I
also raked his waist before I began to move and fuck him.

   I had long since learned the art of holding myself back and so I was
able to move my cock in and out of him for nearly five minutes before
starting to come. I then rammed into him and butted his butt quite a few
times as I came, punching out my sperm into the condom up his arse and
loved every minute of fucking this doctor who was mine for the night.

   He too gave out a cry when I pulled out of him and he was quickly round
as I had been and tore off the condom to suck on me.

   `Jackie. That was just great,' he said between kisses as we held each
other now that we'd finished.

   `I was going to say the same thing,' I replied, kissing him just as
fiercely, rubbing my body up against his. `I can't wait for you to rise up
again to have me.'

   We lay there kissing and stroking each other and his hand was pushing
its way through my hair and caressing my neck when I felt his fingers touch
the scar there.

   `What's this?' He said as he moved and came up on his elbow, pushing me
down onto my back as his hand moved my hair to one side for him to see what
he was touching. `It's not a tracheotomy. It's in the wrong place. What was
it?' There was a look of concern on his face as he asked me this.

   `I was knifed outside of the club where I used to sing,' I said, tears
coming to my eyes.

   `Oh my dear, you poor thing. Yes, I remember reading about this young
singer getting knifed but the name didn't register. It was you then?'

   `Yes,' I said, tears now beginning to roll down my cheeks. `It put paid
to my singing career.'

   `But you've got such a beautiful husky melodic voice. It puts me in mind
of Joan Greenwood and Eartha Kitt. They both had a speaking voice similar
to yours and what do you mean about it ending your singing career?'

   `That's what the doctor told me. They operated twice on me to stitch me
back up inside.'

  `Well I won't say yes or no to that until I've had a look inside,' he
said.

   `What?' I asked, not sure if I'd heard him right.

   `I'm in E.N.T,' he replied.

   `What's that?' I asked.

   `Ear, nose and throat. That's what I specialise in as a doctor. What
hospital were you treated at?' I told him and he said that tomorrow we
would both go there for him to check it all out. I asked him what he meant
and he explained that after seeing all the notes, he would like to put me
out and do an exploratory of my throat and larynx with a camera to see if
there was anything he could do. I scoffed at the idea but he went on to
explain that it was something he did for a living and a good one at that,
he added. If he should find anything wrong, he would be able to put it
right for me. He spoke with such assurance that I agreed to do as he asked
but this got taken over by what I had in my hand and that took precedent
over all else and so I had him fuck me again. It was another pleasurably
seeing too and I reciprocated by giving him, using his words, the best
fucking session he'd ever had.

   We woke up early in the morning and I turned round on the bed and took
him into my mouth for oral sex with that hard as iron bar of a cock he had
whilst he did the same to me. It was a lovely coming together, really
getting a taste for him now, well more than a taste, a whole mouthful which
slithered down my throat like a linctus.

   He ordered breakfast for two and we both had a shower and was dressed by
the time it was delivered and after we'd eaten, he took me off to the
hospital where I had been operated on. Well it was there that they held my
notes and being the doctor he was, was soon able to get his hands on
them. He took quite some time studying both the notes of the operations and
of those from the aftercare as well as looking intently at the x-rays. He
then excused himself and was gone for nearly an hour before returning.

   I wanted to know what he thought and why had he been gone so long, but
he wouldn't tell me as he took my arm and led me out of the hospital and
hailed a taxi. He had it take us back to the Cumberland and then into the
dining room and ordered a steak for himself and a light salad for me. Oh,
he also allowed me to have one drink for that would be my last until
tomorrow afternoon, he said.

   `Why?' I asked.

   `Because my sweet,' he began as he took my hand across the table. `I've
been inside you and now I'm going to have a look.'

   `Up my arse?' I asked in a fierce whisper, not daring to say it out
loud.

   `I'm not a proctologist,' he laughed. `No, tomorrow I've booked a
theatre to put a camera down through those sweet lips and see if there's
any lasting damage been done to your throat.'

   `I'd rather have your cock there,' I said with a shaky laugh.

   `We'll use that too, first though. We'll have to be up early in the
morning,' he said.

   `Well we were both up quite early this morning,' I said.

   `I meant getting out of bed you minx,' he laughed.

   `Now that we've eaten, can we go to bed and practice at getting up?' I
enquired with a smile.

   `I don't think we need much practice at that,' he laughed but must have
liked the suggestion for he quickly called over the waiter and signed the
bill and within fifteen minutes we were indeed up and began a lovely
afternoon of fucking each other.

   It carried on through the evening and on into the night as we fucked
ourselves silly until nothing could have raised us and I felt myself
falling in love with this wonderful doctor. I cried out when I was woken up
with it still being dark outside, thinking that the hotel was on fire or
something.

   `Just a sip of water,' he told me after saying that he had the operating
theatre from half past five that morning. Neither of us had breakfast and
we were soon in a taxi and it didn't take long to get to the hospital at
that time of the day. Before I knew it, I was on a gurney after being
undressed and I had needles shoved in my arm and soon went out like a
light. While I was being prepped, he was scrubbing up and was waiting for
me when I was wheeled in and it wasn't long before he had this camera tube
down into my throat and looked at the monitor to see what it showed. He
told me later that it was there for just over five minutes while he looked
and turned this way and that for it was all being taped for him to study
later. The camera tube was pulled out and a gel pushed down to soothe my
throat though it was sore for a couple of days afterwards.

   I was given a throat gargle after I was fully awake and he thanked the
nurses and sister as they dressed me, ignoring the strange looks he'd
gotten from my being dressed the way I was when they all knew that I was a
male. But being the doctor and surgeon that he was, they didn't dare give
voice to their thoughts and I, in retrospect, think that he must at that
point had some feelings of love towards me to go through with this, me
being dressed as I was.

    He took me back to the hotel and ordered from room service some
consommé soup and soft bread and he hand fed me by dipping the bread in the
soup till it was all soggy and easy for me to swallow. I found out later
that he had resigned the register downstairs by adding my name as Mrs
Forrester saying that I had unexpectedly joined him. He fed me scrambled
eggs for lunch and told me that he couldn't find fault with the operations
that I had undergone but pooh poohed the idea that I couldn't sing any
more.

   `It's just that you need some special training to be able to use the
voice you now have. It will seem strange at first but I guarantee that you
will be singing before long, though in a lower key. In fact, it will I
predict, be quite sexy and I can't wait to hear it. Though let's take it
easy to begin with.'

   `You really want to hear me sing?' I asked, sitting up in bed. I was
still wearing my underwear for he liked seeing me wearing these female
garments.

   `Yes,' he said, taking hold of my hand. `I want to hear you do what
you've been told that you cannot do.'

   `But that might take ages,' I cried.

   `I'm happy to wait as long as necessary,' he said with a smile,
squeezing my hand and I knew then that he was indeed falling in love with
me as I was with him.

   `What about the hospital? Who's paying for that?'

   `Did you ask me for any money when you agreed to sleep with me?' he
asked.

   `No, but...'

   `No buts. It's all been sorted so don't worry about a thing. You helped
me and I've helped you so let's say no more on the subject.'

   `Oh, I'd better phone the agency to let them know that I'm not available
for the moment,' I said.

   `I've already done that. I told Samantha that you've under gone some
minor throat surgery and will be out of action for a while. I'm going to
look after you.' he answered.

   `Oh Julian,' I said, tears springing to my eyes.

   `There, there,' he said in a soothing voice. `Now we'll leave your
throat to get better but how about we now inspect the other end,' he asked
with a gleam in his eye.

   `Is it what the doctor recommends?' I asked, smiling through my tears.

   `It's what the doctor's ordered!' he said in a stern voice but spoken
with a smile.

   `Will your examination help to relax me?'

   `A smooth internal massage might be the answer.'

   `Do you have the right tool for this examination and massage?'

   `One I always have with me for this purpose,' he smiled.

   `Then let's use this tool of yours for the examination and internal
massage and hope that it will indeed relax me,' I said as I turned over on
the bed and waited for him to get behind me. I heard the rustle of his
clothes as he took them off and felt the bed dip as he got on and had a
shock as I felt his finger being pushed up into my behind.

   `What's that?' I cried, giving a little jump at the sudden small
intrusion.

   `Just a minor probe to see if your reflexes are okay which I'm pleased
to say that they are,' he laughed.

   `Well use your tool now for the massage for I cannot wait to be
relaxed,' I said.

   Which he did and I drooled as I felt his cock enter me and slide right
in and began to give me that internal massage.

  `I think I'm coming to love you Julian,' I said under my breath.

   `I'm coming to love you too,' he replied and it jolted me that he'd
heard what I'd almost whispered. `I am also coming at the same time,' he
carried on as his movements became faster and he moved his cock in and out
of me before grasping my hips tight and really pumping himself hard up
against my rear as he shot his load inside me. My erection was hurting me
and I squeezed him with my inside muscle.

   `Stay there Julian,' I gasped as I began to ease myself down onto the
bedcovers, squashing my penis. `Now ride me as you are.' So he began to
move whilst laying on my back and his body movement was moving me and was
making me fuck the bed. I loved his weight on me and begged him to move
faster and harder. This he did and I began to groan and then had my
release, squishing out my sperm between my stomach and the bed. I gave out
a big sigh as I came.

   `I've finished now,' I said, him knowing exactly what I'd done and he
slowly pulled out of me as he went back up onto his knees. I rolled over
out of the sticky mess I'd made and pulled off his condom and turned round
on the bed so that we could both suck on each other to finish off the
session. I couldn't do it as well as I normally did for my throat was still
sore but it was enough to satisfy him at cleaning the mess off of the head
of my cock.

   The top cover of the bed had to be taken off because there was no way we
could clean that properly and so we laid on the top sheet and kissed and
stroked each other.

   `Throat still sore?' he asked as we petted.

   `A little but I think I'll be able to eat properly at dinner. But then
we can't go down to the dining room for that,' I said.

   `Why?' he asked.

   `Well people saw me last night in my ball gown as well as when we came
back from the hospital and I can't very well go downstairs again wearing
the same dress. I'll have to ring Sally up to bring me something different
to wear.'

   `Nonsense,' he snorted and sat up and reached for the phone. `This is
Doctor Forrester, room three oh six. Can you put me through to the dress
shop. Yes, thank you.' He waited for a moment and then repeated his name
and room number. `Hello. We have a problem here. My wife has mislaid her
luggage and needs a dress to change into.' Wife? I looked at him and
mouthed the word wife? He shook his head and put a finger to his
lips. `Size? Oh, just a moment. What size dresses do you wear dear?' he
asked me. I told him my size and he repeated it down the phone. `Bring up
three and we'll select one of them. Yes. Yes. Thank you very much,' and put
the phone down and gave me a smile.

   `What's with the wife bit?' I asked him.

   `Well I couldn't keep ordering food for two and so I went down and told
them that my wife had turned up unexpectedly and so I booked you in as Mrs
Forrester. Anything wrong in that?' he asked with a smile.

   `No,' I smiled back at him as I gave myself a stretch. `Mrs Jackie
Forrester,' I murmured. `I like the sound of that.'

   `Well Mrs Forrester, I suggest you put on your underwear and cover
yourself up with a bath robe for the dresses will be here in a minute,' he
said and gave my bum a light smack as I got off the bed and began to get
dressed. I then put on a big white fluffy robe and was ready when the knock
came at the door and he let in a middle aged woman carrying three dresses
draped over her arm.

   `These are the best we have downstairs sir and all of the same size,'
she said as she laid them out separately on the bed. They were lovely and I
picked the one that looked the best and held it up against me.

   `Try it on darling,' he said with an amused smile on his face. I think I
went a bit red but because of that suggestion that I did so with her still
in the room and so boldly turned my back on both of them so that they could
only see the back view of me in my underwear and quickly slipped it over my
head and snuggled it down over my hips and smoothed it out with my hands
before I turned round to face them.

   `Perfect,' he said. `Any dress on you dear looks wonderful. Put the
charge on my bill,' he said to the woman who smiled and picked up the other
two dresses and left.

   `Oh you darling man,' I said as I went into his arms and gave him a good
kiss. `Thank you for the dress, it's lovely.'

   So with a new dress on, I was able to go down to dinner with him, though
he only ordered what he knew I would be able to swallow without hurting my
throat. Even though my meal was delicious I would still liked to have eaten
his porterhouse steak.

   I thanked him again in bed that night by sitting on top of him and
bouncing myself up and down on his erection while he masturbated me, making
me come all over his chest. He made me lick all this semen off before he'd
let me go down on him to suck on his still erect penis while he sucked on
mine. We fucked each other later in the night before settling ourselves
down to sleep.

   We had each other again before breakfast when the male penis is at its
hardest and able to give one a real proper fuck, really reaming my insides
he did too with it. It was glorious.

   `Do you know,' I said as we ate breakfast up in his room, `you haven't
told me where you live or what hospital you work at.'

   `Oxford to both questions,' he replied.

   `How long can you stay in London?' I asked, hoping it was for a long
time.

   `Well I can only stay for another three days. I have patients scheduled
for later in the week,' he replied. Three days only!

   `No longer?' I almost wailed.

   `I'm afraid not, so let's make the most of these few days together.' I
thought fast and could only come up with one suggestion.

  `Why don't you check out of here and spend the rest of the time at my
place. You'll like it, and besides, it'll be a damn sight cheaper that
here,' I said. He seemed to mull this over. `It's a good and decent
place. No flea pit I can assure you.'

   `Okay,' he smiled and went and phoned down to reception and told them
that he would be checking out inside thirty minutes. Oh how nice it would
be to finally have a man about the house I thought, and helped him to get
packed, managing to get my ball gown into his suitcase. He carried that and
I carried his briefcase as we went down and he paid the bill.

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