The following is a part truth / part fiction account of some of my experiences as they happened or as I dream they happened.

 

Isn't It Wonderful (To Be A Woman)                by: Mtss Karen Anne Ames

 

CHAPTER ONE --- THE REVELATION

It was a warm spring morning as Karen left the house to go shopping. The sun was shining brightly. The birds were singing to welcome the warm weather. There was a spring in Karen’s step as her high heels clicked on the sidewalk and her skirt swirled about her shapely legs. Her long auburn hair bounced about her shoulders and her breasts jiggled slightly as she walked to her car for the drive to the shopping mall. Karen was a very pretty woman. She was well made-up and her clothes fit her well without being overly suggestive. She walked in a manner that showed her pride in herself and in her body. And Karen was indeed contented with the way she looked. This had not always been the case. But that was in her past. This was now!

Today she was on top of the world as she went to buy herself some new clothes for the upcoming summer season. Karen’s wardrobe was sadly deficient for a woman such as she. Why, she only had three skirts and two dresses to her name --- and they were all out of style or were too heavy for the warm summer weather to come. Karen wanted to fill her closet with pretty summer sun dresses, blouses, skirts, and perhaps even a bathing suit --- would a bikini be too daring for a woman of her age? --- she was now 31.

She would also need some shorts and some jeans. She didn’t particularly care to wear jeans, but they were practical for working in her garden. After all, she didn’t want to scratch her legs. That would not look good when she wore her shorts or dresses.

Karen was not married --- not yet, anyhow --- and lived in a small New England ranch house with her best friend, Barbara. Karen didn’t even have a gentleman friend. Some of her neighbors must have wondered why, but more of that later.

Karen had arisen early that morning to prepare herself for the shopping trip. She wanted to make certain that she would look just right for the hectic day that was upcoming. As she got out of bed, she put a nylon housecoat over her nightgown and went to the bathroom. The window had been open all night and the sweet smell of spring drifted thorough the room. She took off her housecoat and nightgown and started to draw her bath. She put some scented bath oil into the tub as it was filling with the warm water. As she waited for it to fill, Karen walked to the mirror, looked at her reflection, and smiled at the pretty woman looking back at her. She smiled again as she brought her hands to her breasts and felt their warmth and softness. Karen’s breasts were well developed and could amply fill the size 36C bras that she wore. She noticed that her nipples were standing fully erect as her finger traced their outline. Her shoulders were slightly wide for a woman, but that did not bother her any more. Her hips were now well rounded with soft flesh. Her auburn pubic hair was a perfect match for the long auburn tresses on her head. She let her hands drop slowly to her crotch as she continued to look at her reflection. She smiled again as she felt the flatness and the softness. This, also, had not always been the case. The hormones she had taken for the last four years had done their job well. Karen reflected for a moment and then noticed that her bath water was rapidly filling the tub. She quickly turned it off and carefully got into the tub.

She lingered in the tub enjoying the warmth of the water and the sweet smell of the bath oil. She suspected that she also lingered because she enjoyed touching the softness of her body as she lay there soaking in the water. Finally, she decided that she must get ready for her shopping trip. She drained the water from the tub and got out to dry herself. As she was carefully patting herself dry with the towel, she remembered how Donald had rubbed himself dry. That would not suit Karen. The roughness of the towel might irritate her soft skin. When she was dry, she patted some scented powder all over her body, and the proceeded to brush her long hair until it was smooth and styled to her satisfaction. She then put on her panties, slippers, and housecoat and went into the kitchen for toast and coffee before getting dressed to go shopping.

Barbara was in the kitchen just finishing her coffee before going to her teaching job at the local high school. She spoke as Karen entered the kitchen.

"Are you going out today, Karen? If you do go near a store, will you please get me some pantyhose? I’m down to my last pair."

Karen answered as she poured some coffee "Yes, I’m going to the mall to buy some new clothes for spring and summer. The hospital called yesterday and said that they had found a job for me starting next Monday. It’s a job as a file clerk down at the medical center. At least I’ll be earning some money. Anyway, I’ll need several new skirts and blouses and several new dresses. I took some money out of my bank account to buy them with."

"I’m so glad that they found you a job, Karen. We really need more money. Your operations just about wiped us out, you know. Do you think you are ready to go shopping at the mall all by yourself?"

"I think so. All other women do it. So can I. I have more confidence in myself now." Karen sat down at the table as she finished her sentence.

"Well, you do look very nice. Just remember everything that I taught you and you’ll be all right. Well, I have to hurry to work. Good luck on your shopping trip and please be careful, Karen." Barbara got up and went to her room to get ready for school as Karen sipped on her coffee.

Presently Barbara returned all dressed and ready to go. "Good luck again, Karen. See you tonight." she said as she walked to the door to leave.

Karen finished her coffee, put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, and went to her room to get dressed. She quickly took off her housecoat and stood before her mirror wearing only her panties. She looked at the reflection for several seconds and then went to her lingerie drawer where she selected a bra, garter belt, nylons, and a slip. As she slid her arms into the bra, she carefully checked that both breasts were properly positioned in the cups. She then hooked the clasp behind her back and checked that the straps were adjusted just right. Then she hooked the garter belt behind her back and carefully drew the garters beneath her panties. She then sat on the edge of the bed and carefully rolled the nylons up her legs and attached them to the garters. She knew that most women wore pantyhose these days, but Karen much preferred the convenience of stockings and a garter belt. It was much easier when using the restrooms and she thought they were more feminine looking than pantyhose.

She stood up to be sure everything was in proper position before putting her slip on. Karen had always felt that a slip was her favorite piece of clothing. It was so soft and sexy with its lace trim at the hem and at the bodice. It always sent a shiver through her body when she put it over her head and felt it sliding softly down over her breasts and then drifting down over her hips. She loved to feel it caress her legs as she walked. It always made her feel good about herself and she hoped that she looked as sexy to men as she felt about herself.

Karen then sat down to apply her makeup for the day. She wanted to be sure that she applied enough to look good, but so much as to be too obvious. She put on her eye shadow, some mascara, and just a touch of rouge on her cheeks. Some eyebrow pencil, then her lip gloss. She stopped to study herself in the mirror. A little more mascara and she looked again. This time she was satisfied with her handiwork. She then brushed and styled her hair until she was happy with it. Then a few dabs of perfume --- behind her ears --- on her wrists --- and then a little between her breasts.

Karen arose from her makeup table and walked to her closet where she took out a cotton dress that buttoned up the front. It was Kelly green with three quarter sleeves, a full skirt, and a wide belt. It was her favorite. She had always thought that redheads looked best in green. Today this dress would be the most practical for Karen because she could quickly get in and out of it. She thought this would be best as she would be trying on many dresses and skirts at the mall. She put on her gold earrings and started to put on a gold necklace. She then thought better of the necklace and put it back in her jewelry box. It would only get in the way as she changed clothes, she thought to herself. She walked back to her closet and put on her medium heels --- a black pair. They would be more comfortable to walk in than the high heels, she thought. She did wish that they were a different color. Green would go better with her dress than the black. But no matter. Today she would buy what she needed. She walked to her full length mirror and carefully looked herself over. She turned several times to be sure that her hair and dress were just right. She made sure that her slip would not show and that her nylons were not wrinkled. Finally she was ready to go.

Karen was indeed on top of the world as she backed her car out of the driveway and started for the mall. She was on her way to a happy life --- at least what there was left of it. She mused about her future as she drove and wondered if she would ever find a man who would love her. Would he marry her? What about children? Perhaps he might have children from a previous marriage that she could consider as her own. Or perhaps they could adopt a child that she could raise as her own. How she wished that she had been able to marry years ago. Perhaps then she could have raised several children from birth. How wonderful it would have been to have been a mother. She imagined herself pregnant and giving birth to a beautiful baby. She thought that being pregnant and giving birth must be the most wonderful thing that any human being could ever experience. As she drove, she brought a hand to her breast and imagined a small baby sucking milk from her nipple. Imagine being able to feed another human being. It would have been so wonderful.

The mall parking lot was about half full when Karen arrived. She easily found a parking space near the entrance to the Macy’s store and pulled into it. She got out, locked her car, and started walking toward the mall entrance. She was careful to walk in her most feminine manner --- but not to exaggerate the movement of her hips too much. As she neared the entrance, two younger men held the door for her and smiled appreciatively as she entered.

"Good morning, Ma’am." one of them said.

Karen smiled at them, but did not speak. She still lacked complete confidence in her voice and imagined them staring after her as she walked into the mall. That made her feel more like a woman than ever before. She consciously put a little extra wiggle into her walk as she proceeded.

Macy’s had a sale on ladies summer clothes that week. As Karen shopped through the ladies department, she noticed many mannequins wearing perfectly lovely sun dresses, summer skirts and blouses, and even some bathing suits. Karen knew that it would not be easy having to choose what she would buy. She wanted almost everything that she saw. The store had an especially good selection of sun dresses. They were available in every color imaginable --- plain colors, prints, stripes, plaids and paisley. They had plain designs, frilly dresses, dresses covered with lace, dresses that had wide shoulder straps, dresses with spaghetti straps, dresses with no straps. Karen especially liked the dresses with spaghetti shoulder straps and with pretty flowered prints. She couldn’t decide between the dresses with full flowing skirts and those with slim skirts. She thought that she would have to get at least one of each.

She tried on dress after dress and finally selected five that she liked the most. She almost decided to wear one of them while she finished her shopping, but decided that it might get too wrinkled. After all, she did have to try on blouses and skirts too. She paid for the dresses and walked to the parking lot to put them in the trunk of her car while she finished her shopping. She then walked back into the mall. As she was window shopping and trying to decide which styles she liked the best, she decided to get a bite to eat. She entered one of the better restaurants and was promptly seated at a small table near one side of the room. After she had ordered, a couple entered the room and sat at the table next to Karen. She immediately recognized the girl as one of the secretaries from the office where Donald used to work and the man as one of Donald’s best friends. Karen had not seen either of them since Donald had resigned from his work (for medical reasons, he had told them). In fact, Karen had not seen anyone that Donald had known until today. She was extremely nervous and afraid that they would recognize her. After all, both of them had known Donald for years. Both, however, appeared too occupied talking to each other to notice Karen --- for which she was very relieved. She could think of nothing worse than for one of them to recognize her as Donald.

The waitress soon served Karen’s meal which she finished quickly as she was anxious to leave the restaurant. As she rose from her table, Donald’s friend glanced at her and smiled. Karen weakly smiled back at him and walked briskly to the door. As she was leaving, she heard him say that he thought he had seen that girl before. She looked like someone he used to know --- but he couldn’t remember who. Karen thought to herself that he would be in for the shock of his life if he really knew who she was.

Karen continued to shop in the better stores for summer skirts. She tried many of them on and selected six --- all in bright colors and patterns. Four of them were full skirts --- two were slim skirts and both of these were in solid colors --- one red and one navy blue. In another store, she bought six blouses in various styles and colors. At this point, Karen made another trip to her car to put her purchases in the trunk. As she was walking back to the mall, one younger man glanced her up and down and then gave her a long, soft wolf whistle. Karen was extremely embarrassed --- and flattered. Imagine having a young man whistle at her like that. She walked the rest of the way back to the mall with a renewed spring in her step.

Once again inside the mall, she bought two pairs of heels and one pair of flats. In another store, she bought several bras and panties plus a full slip and two half slips. She thought that the half slips would be useful and much cooler during the upcoming summer weather. She also remembered to but some pantyhose for Barbara. A few cosmetics from another store and she was ready to return home. Suddenly, she remembered that she must have a bathing suit for summer. She walked back to the Macy’s store --- her heels clicking on the tiled floor of the mall.

Once in the bathing suit department, she knew that she would have a hard time choosing a suit. She desperately wanted a bikini. She knew her figure was good enough to wear one --- but women of her age generally wore more conservative bathing suits --- generally one piece suits. Finally she decided to buy a Kelly green one piece suit --- and the skimpiest flowered bikini that she could find. She just had to have the bikini --- even if she only wore it in her room. She couldn’t wait to get home and try it on. What would Barbara say when she saw her in that bikini? Had Barbara ever imagined that her husband, Donald, would become Karen --- and look good in a bikini??

Her shopping done for that day, Karen headed for her car and the trip back home. She hummed to herself all the way back. How wonderful it had been to spend the day shopping for new clothes! How wonderful to be alive on a day like this! How wonderful to be a woman!

 

CHAPTER TWO --- KAREN’S FIRST JOB

The following Monday morning, Karen arose early to get ready for her first day on the job. She was to work as a file clerk in the patient records office at the local medical center. She was anxious to start work as it would give her a chance to start earning some money of her own. Her past hospital bills had used most of the money that Donald had saved. Barbara earned a small salary, but not enough for the two of them to live on indefinitely. At any rate, Karen was now to be a working woman.

Karen went immediately to the bathroom and drew a warm bath. As she washed her soft body, she couldn’t help but think how happy she was and what a sad life Donald had led. How could he have stood being a man for as long as he did? She smiled as she realized that Donald did not have to suffer as a man any longer. She knew that he was finally at peace with himself and with the world. Donald was gone forever.

She finished her bath and quickly dried herself, put some powder on her body, put on her robe, and returned to her bedroom to get dressed for work.

After putting on her bra and panties, Karen decided to wear one of the new flowered print dresses that she had bought at the mall the day before. The dress had short sleeves and a relatively high neckline, so she decided to wear a full slip and nylons. Her black heels would go very nicely with this outfit. She spent considerable time combing and styling her shoulder length auburn hair until it was just right. A gold chain necklace would go well with the dress as she didn’t want to overdo the jewelry. Some perfume at strategic spots and she was ready to have a bite of breakfast before rushing off to work.

Barbara was already in the kitchen when Karen entered. She had made the coffee and had some toast in the toaster. She looked up as Karen entered. "My, don’t you look very pretty today, Karen. That is a very pretty dress. I wish I had one like it. What store did you buy it in?"

"Macy’s." replied Karen as she poured herself a cup of coffee. "They had a large selection of sun dresses on sale for about twenty dollars. I tried on several that I liked better, but I thought they were a little too young for me. If I could have worn them twenty years ago, they would have been perfect. I do like this one. It feels very comfortable and should be a very practical dress for work."

Barbara was silent for several seconds, then said, "How do you feel about going to work as a woman? Aren’t you nervous about it?"

"A little bit. But no one there ever knew Donald. And Donald is completely gone now --- forever. I feel like a young girl going out to her first job. Do you think I look good enough to make it?" There was a slight tone of concern in Karen’s voice.

Barbara sighed. "Yes, you will do very well, Karen. No one will ever guess your secret. Now, I have to get ready for work also."

Barbara got up and went to her room to dress for work. Karen quickly finished her breakfast, put the dishes into the dishwasher, and went to her room for her handbag and a light sweater --- just in case she needed it. Then she said good-bye to Barbara and left the house for her car.

It was another beautiful spring day and Karen was feeling good about herself and about the world around her. At last she was happy. Just happy to be alive and happy to be a woman.

She arrived at the medical center employee parking lot about fifteen minutes before she was to start work. That would give her sufficient time to park and find the office where she was to work. After parking her car, Karen quickly walked into the building, with many other employees arriving for the day’s work, and soon found her new office on the third floor. As she entered, there were several desks and many rows of filing cabinets. Only one person was in the room --- an older lady of about sixty who was thin, had gray hair, and was neatly dressed.

Karen walked over to her. "Good morning. I’m Karen Ames. I am supposed to start work here today. I’m looking for Mrs. Clark."

The lady smiled at Karen and said "Good morning, Karen. I’m Mrs. Clark. We’ve been needing help for sometime. I’ll show you to your desk, explain your duties, and introduce you to the other women in the office. I hope you will like it here."

"I’m sure I will." Karen replied.

Karen spent the rest of the morning getting settled at her desk and trying to learn how to find what and where. There were three other women in the office --- all younger than Karen and all very friendly. Karen found herself wondering if any of them had backgrounds similar to hers. If so, it certainly wasn’t obvious. There were no men in the office, but during the day, a number of doctors and interns came in to get a records folder on specific patients. Most were introduced to Karen, but a few came over to introduce themselves. Several made comments about how nice it was to have a pretty woman working there. Karen was embarrassed each time and wondered if she was blushing. Some of the interns said they would see her later. They apparently did not know of her background and she was not about to tell anyone. Some months later, Karen was to find out that her supervisor, Mrs. Clark, was the only one to know of her past. Mrs. Clark never mentioned or hinted at it, however. The rest of the week went by swiftly and before Karen knew it, it was Saturday.

The forecast for the weekend was for hot and humid weather, so Barbara and Karen decided to drive to Maine to spend two days with Karen’s mother at her cottage at the lake. The traffic was heavy on the drive to Maine, and both women were glad when they arrived at the cottage. Karen’s mother was already there. Donald’s father had died eight years before, so Mrs. Ames was glad to have some company --- especially her daughter and her friend Barbara. As they entered the cottage, Mrs. Ames hugged them both. This was only the third time Mrs. Ames had seen Karen since her operation, so Karen received special attention. Mrs. Ames said that Karen’s sister --- Joan ---and her brother --- David --- were coming the next day and were looking forward to seeing Karen. Karen had not seen either her sister or her brother since her decision to have the operation. In fact, neither of them had seen Karen at all --- they had only seen Donald. Karen was very nervous about this meeting and wondered what they would think or say. Karen wanted no confrontations and Mrs. Ames reassured her that they were both looking forward to seeing her and that there would be no problems.

At that point, Barbara suggested that a swim would feel good after the long, hot drive. Karen agreed and the two women went to the upstairs bedrooms to change into their bathing suits. Karen almost decided to wear her new bikini, but changed her mind and got out her new one-piece green bathing suit. As she was undressing, Mrs. Ames came up the stairs. Karen had only her bra and panties on and quickly picked up her dress and held it modestly in front of her.

"Oh, hello, mother. Can I get something for you?" Karen said.

"No, dear. I am merely a curious old lady, I guess. I came to see what my new daughter really looks like. Do you mind?"

"Mother......"

"I never told you, but I always wanted a girl before you were born. But you were a boy. We loved you dearly --- and now you are my daughter...."

Karen slowly dropped the dress from in front of her as her mother stared at her. Karen then unhooked her bra and let it drop to expose her breasts. Her mother was speechless. Karen then slid her panties down her legs and stood completely naked in front of her mother. Mrs. Ames continued to stare at Karen in disbelief.

"Oh, Donald .... Karen. I never imagined that your operation could make you look like this. Your body is better than mine ever was. Your breasts are beautiful. I just cannot imagine that you were once my son, Donald. You look completely female. May I touch you?"

"I ..... I ... guess so, mother."

Mrs. Ames brought her hands to Karen’s breasts and then over the skin of her arms and face. "No one would ever guess. Have you got a boy friend yet, Karen? I must get used to calling you Karen. I don’t want to make a mistake and call you Donald."

Karen was obviously embarrassed. "No, mother, I don’t have a boy friend ..... at least not yet."

"Then I think you will --- very soon. You look better than any woman your age I have known."

"Thank you, mother." Karen picked her bathing suit off the bed and stepped into it. She quickly pulled it up to cover her breasts and then tugged at it in various places until she was happy it was on properly. The suit fit the curves of her body snugly and revealed a good portion of her upper breasts. With that, she helped her mother down the steep stairs to the first floor of the cottage. Barbara had finished putting on her suit and was in the water already. Karen saw that her mother was seated comfortably on the porch, and then went out for a swim. The water was warm and refreshing to both women and they stayed in it for about half an hour before coming out to get some lunch.

The rest of the day was spent talking, cooking some cookies to munch on, and just relaxing. After supper, all three women sat on the cottage porch and talked as the sun set below the horizon.

Mrs. Ames did most of the talking. "I remember when you were little, Karen. I suspected that you were dressing up in my clothes. Sometimes I would find a bra in the wrong drawer or find a skirt on the wrong side of my closet. But I never suspected that one day you would be my daughter. I feel as if my dreams were now fulfilled. I have always wished that you were my daughter --- and now you are. Do you remember when you were about twelve years old? I left a new skirt on your bed. I think it was a yellow and orchid plaid skirt and just the right size to fit you. That skirt stayed in your room for months. Did you ever wear it?"

"Yes, mother, every chance I could. I always suspected that you left it there on purpose."

"Did you dress in my clothes often, Karen?"

"Often ... yes. Often enough ... no. Oh, mother, I’ve always wanted to be a girl ... ever since I could remember. I hated having to pretend to be a boy when I knew that I was really a girl. Oh, if only I could have had these operations then."

Mrs. Ames looked at Karen and smiled. "If your father and I had known, perhaps we could have helped you. I’m sure I could have easily convinced him that we should help you to live your life as a girl."

"If I had told you, perhaps I would have married, adopted some children, and lived my life as a normal housewife. I have always wanted to have children ... to get pregnant and give birth to a baby of my own. That would have given some purpose to my whole life ... to have a healthy baby." Karen seemed far away as she talked. "I ... was afraid ... of what you would think of me ... of what other people would think of me. Now I know that if a person cannot be happy with themselves, then they cannot be really happy with anything. There will never be any peace of mind if you do not like yourself. I know that now. If only I had known it then."

Barbara had not said much to that point, but had just sat and listened. Now she joined the conversation. "I guess I always suspected that Donald may have been different than other men. He was always preoccupied with something ... always so sad about something. At some point, I guess I realized that he like to dress in my clothes because I also found things where I hadn’t left them. But I thought that he would get over it. And I did think that he had gotten over it. Now I know that it was because he had bought his own dresses to wear and didn’t have to wear mine any longer. There has been a drastic change in Karen ..... from Donald. I really was crushed when Donald decided to have the operation ... and become Karen. but now I am used to it. Karen has been happy with herself and the world around her. Donald was never happy. He seldom smiled and never laughed. Karen is always happy. I lost a husband, nut Karen is a much better human being for her changes. I don’t know how I will take it if Karen finds a man who is interested in her."

Karen broke in. "No men are interested in me. You don’t have to worry about that soon."

"You really are a good looking woman, Karen, and will be sexually attractive to many men. The day will come when a man will fall in love with you ... or at least take you on a date and try to make out with you... then you will have to decide. You said that you wanted a baby. You can’t do that without a man to love you." Barbara replied. "And once you have a man love you ... love you as a woman should be loved ... then you will never have any doubt as to what you want from then on."

There was silence for several minutes. Karen spoke first. "I know that you must be right, Barbara. I could never imagine myself pretending to be a man again. I am proud to be a woman and only wish that I had become one long ago. A woman leads a much better life than a man. She is concerned with life, children, living in peace, contentment ... all the better things in life. I know that I can never have children of my own ... but maybe I could adopt one ... if I married."

"Marriage is not necessarily a bed of roses either, Karen." Mrs. Ames said. "You must be married to a man who loves you and puts you above all else in his life. It is not just security and sex, you know."

"I know, mother. But I do have a lot of catching up to do. Thirty one years of my life have gone by. Probably the best years ... trapped in a man’s body. Now I have freed myself and I intend to live the rest of my life as fully as I can. I have lost a lot of time and now I want to experience everything I can as a woman."

Both Barbara and Mrs. Ames were silent, but as both looked at Karen, it was apparent that both women fully understood Karen’s feelings. After all, they were women also, and neither would ever dream of becoming a man. Why should they? They had everything the world could possibly offer them as women. Yes, being a woman was definitely better. Perhaps that was why both women were so happy for Karen. At least, she was happy now. She had never been happy as a man.

The next day, Joan and David arrived at the cottage about eleven o’clock in the morning. Mrs. Ames was sitting on the porch. Karen and Barbara were sitting in front of the camp when they arrived.

Karen had worn a pretty sleeveless sun dress for the occasion. Barbara wore jeans and a blouse.

Joan came directly down to see her new sister. "HI, Barbara. Karen, I finally met you. Please excuse me. This is kind of awkward for me. You do look wonderful. And what a pretty dress. I wish I could look as good in sun dresses as you look in that one. Imagine my brother looking better in dresses than I do. I mean ... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say anything like that. I just have to get used to this. David, come here and say Hi to your new sister. You’re the man of the family now."

Joan motioned for David to come, which he did, although somewhat reluctantly. "Hi, Karen." he said.

"Hello, brother." Karen said as she held out her hand to her brother.

"Well, David. Aren’t you going to tell her how nice she looks, or something." Joan said to her brother.

David smiled at Karen, squeezed her hand, and walked into the boathouse. Joan appeared disgusted with him. "Don’t pay any attention to him, Karen. You know how he is.

He will get used to it. Have you been swimming yet today? How about it before lunch?"

With that, the three women went into the house to get on their bathing suits. Karen decided that it was now or never, and put on her new bikini. As she came downstairs into the living room, Joan was there talking to her mother. She looked at Karen and said "Wow. Karen, you look like a beauty queen in that. And look at your figure. If only I had boobs like those. You’re more of a woman than I am. I had no idea that your operation would do that for you."

Karen was obviously embarrassed and blushed slightly. They went outside and met David who was by the boathouse. Joan said "Now look at your new sister, David. What do you think of her? Doesn’t she look good in that bikini?" David said nothing, but Karen noticed that he did not take his eyes off her as she went into the water. She knew that she did look good ... and very much like a woman. This, in turn, made her feel good, and her apprehension soon disappeared.

 

 

CHAPTER THREE --- KAREN’S FIRST DATE

The next several weeks passed quickly for Karen. She was busy at work and even had to work some overtime to keep up with her filing. One particular evening when she was working late, one of the medical center doctors came to her office to get some medical records. Karen had known him for several weeks. His name was Dick Driscoll and he was a plastic surgeon --- the best in town. His wife had died in an auto accident several years ago and he lived alone in his house nearby. He was taller than Karen, in his early fifties and slightly graying. He was always polite and indeed a good looking man for his age. This particular evening he apparently had a few minutes to talk and he spoke to Karen.

"Well, Miss Ames, how are you doing this evening? My, but you do look nice after working all day in this place."

Karen had worn one of her best dresses --- an off-white sleeveless dress with a slim skirt. With a brown belt, brown heels and the proper accessories, she did look very pretty. "Thank you, Doctor Driscoll. How nice of you to say that."

"My name is Richard. Please call me Dick."

"All right --- Dick. My name is Karen. The work in this place will never be done. I finish one job and two more come in to replace it. Anyway, I think I will stop for the day. I’m tired and should be getting home."

Dick said nothing for a minute as Karen cleared her desk for the day. He noticed that she wore no ring on her finger. "Yes, I’m finishing up for the day too. Care to join me for a bite to eat before you go home?"

"No. I’m afraid I don’t know you well enough. Besides I must get home as soon as possible."

Karen replied.

"Everybody has to get acquainted sometime. The restaurant across the street is very public --- mostly medical center people. I’ll buy you a sandwich and you’ll be home within the hour. How about it, Karen?"

"Well, OK, but just a sandwich and then I must leave." Karen finished cleaning her desk and locked her files before getting her sweater to leave.

Dick opened the door for her. "Come up to my office while I get my jacket, Karen. It’s only up one flight." Dick and Karen walked side-by-side up the stairs to his office, where Dick got his jacket and locked up. They then took the elevator down to the medical center lobby. They walked slowly across the street to the "OPERATING ROOM" restaurant. Once inside, they sat at a small table in a rear corner of the dining area. To the other side, there was a lounge with a small dance floor.

Dick ordered two glasses of wine while they decided what to eat. When the waitress brought the wine, he ordered for the two of them. As they ate, they talked. Dick, it seemed, was a widower. His wife had died five years ago in an accident. He had two children, but they were grown. One lived in New York --- the other lived in California. Dick owned a house in a nearby town.

As they talked, Karen wished that her dress was a little more modest. She liked Dick and he seemed to like her. But he did have a little trouble keeping his eyes off the low-cut neckline of her dress. He could easily see that Karen was well-built and that her breasts were round and full. Her cleavage was very apparent. Karen, for her part, noticed that Dick was also well-built with a muscular body and no noticeable traces of fat. She had also noticed that there was a noticeable bulge in the crotch of his pants. She couldn’t help but think what it would be like to go to bed with him and have him make passionate love to her.

Karen was indeed a virgin, but she didn’t plan to stay one forever. Now that she was a woman, she wanted to live the rest of her life to the fullest.

After they finished eating, Dick asked if she would like to go into the lounge for one more glass of wine and perhaps a dance or two. Karen immediately agreed. As they entered the lounge, the band started playing slow-dancing type music. Dick suggested that they dance immediately. Karen had never danced with a real man, but had spent many hours practicing with Barbara. She hesitated at first, then easily slid into Dick’s arms for the first dance. Dick was strong, his muscles were hard as rock, and he was an excellent dancer. He held Karen close to his body as they danced and Karen thought of how good he felt next to her. As they danced, she could feel that bulge in his crotch grow bigger. She was embarrassed but said nothing. At the end of the dance, Dick leaned over and kissed Karen on the cheek. They walked to the nearest table and Dick held her chair as she sat down.

After several more dances, Karen suggested that she should be getting home as it was getting late. Dick agreed and walked her back to her car, which was still parked in the medical center parking lot.

"I really enjoyed the evening, Karen. I hope we can do it again sometime." Dick said as they arrived at Karen’s car.

Karen replied "I loved it, too. I’d love to do it again."

Dick then took Karen gently into his arms and kissed her on the lips. She didn’t resist. How could she? She enjoyed it too much. As they kissed, Dick’s hands dropped to cup Karen’s ass and pulled her closer to him. Karen hesitated, then pulled away from Dick.

"I think I should be going, Dick. I had a lovely time. I’d love to do it again sometime. But I must be getting home. Thank you so much."

Karen got into her car and drove home --- still thinking what it would be like to go to bed with Dick. With the erection that he had while they were dancing, he must be dynamite in bed. She promised herself that she would find out as soon as she could.

 

 

CHAPTER FOUR --- KAREN FALLS IN LOVE

During the next few weeks, Dick and Karen dated a number of times. After each date, Dick had kissed her, and on the last date, she had allowed him to touch her breasts as long as his hands stayed outside her blouse. Several times, he had tried to place his hand under her skirt as they kissed, but each time she had stopped him by saying that she was not ready for anything like that --- at least not yet. But this night Karen had decided that she would stop him no longer. They had gone to dinner and a semi-formal dance in Concord --- the town where Dick lived. Karen had told Barbara that it might be late when she got home.

Karen had worn her best dress to the dance --- a black silk dress that displayed her figure to its fullest. It had a low neckline that left little to the imagination. The slim skirt was about an inch above her knees, but rose several inches up her thighs when she sat down. She had noticed a number of appreciative glances from other men at the dance --- and a few looks of non-approval from several of the older women. But this did not bother Karen. She was a woman and proud of it.

After the dance, Dick suggested that they stop by his house for a glass of wine before taking Karen home. Since Dick’s house was directly on the way back to Karen’s, she quickly agreed that it sounded like a good idea.

Dick’s house was a colonial style garrison located in one of the better parts of town. House lots were large in that section of town and the nearest neighbor was several hundred yards away. Dick parked the car in the driveway and walked around it to hold the door open for Karen. As most women know, and Karen had found out soon after her operation, it is difficult, at best, to get out of a car gracefully while wearing a tight skirt. Karen did her best, but even so, her skirt rose halfway up her thighs as she got out. Dick had undoubtedly noticed, but had said nothing. He was too much of a gentleman, Karen thought to herself.

The house was beautifully furnished with early American style furniture and Karen loved it at first sight. Dick gave her the grand tour of the house, including the bedrooms, before taking her to the kitchen to get a glass of wine. They then went into the living room to sit and to chat. Dick sat on the beautiful sofa while Karen picked an antique chair to sit on. They chatted about this and that for several minutes before Dick put some soft music on the stereo.

"That is beautiful music, Dick. It makes me feel like dancing again." Karen was deeply in love with Dick and had planned --- unconsciously at first --- to have him make love to her that evening.

Dick rose from the sofa and politely asked "May I have the pleasure of this dance, my lady?"

Karen rose and slipped gracefully into his arms. They danced for several minutes without saying a word. Karen felt completely relaxed and at ease in Dick’s arms. Dick held her close to his body as they danced and she thrilled to the feeling of his strong chest against her breasts and his strong arms around her. She could also feel him --- erect and hard --- against her thigh and this excited her no end. She dreamed what might happen next.

Dick broke the silence first. "Karen, you know how I feel about you. I am deeply in love with you. I think about you all day long. I want to be near you all the time. You make me feel like a schoolboy again --- and I love it."

"I think I am falling in love with you too, Dick." Karen replied.

"Oh, Karen, I do love you. We have been going together for several months now and we’re not getting any younger. Will you marry me, Karen?" Dick’s voice was soft and persuasive and Karen was not about to resist.

"Oh, yes, Dick. I love you so much. Of course I’ll marry you." Karen felt like a young girl who was getting her first proposal of marriage --- limp and giddy. Dick stopped dancing and held her even closer to him as he passionately kissed her. Karen kissed him back. Her mind was in a whirl. She was totally at Dick’s whim now. She could not resist as he gently pulled her to the sofa with him. They continued to kiss as his hands began to explore her body. They followed the outline of her shoulders, down to her breasts, where they lingered to trace the outline of her nipples before moving down to her hips and then down to her thighs. Karen was completely limp. Dick’s hands then moved back up to her breasts and slowly began to unbutton the front of her dress. When it was undone, Karen slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to her waist. Because the dress had a low neckline, she had worn a strapless bra and only a half slip. As they continued to kiss, Dick deftly unhooked the clasp of Karen’s bra and let it fall to her lap. Karen was now naked to the waist. Her breasts were full and proud as Dick began to gently caress the soft flesh. He traced his fingers over them, kneaded them and played with her nipples as she melted in his arms. Karen knew that Dick could do anything that he wanted to her and she would not stop him.

Karen unbuttoned Dick’s shirt and started to slide her fingers through the hair on his chest. He pulled her to him and she thrilled to feel her breasts against his bare chest. As they kissed, the hair on his chest gently tickled her nipples until they stood fully erect. She thought that she had never felt anything so good. But this was only the beginning for Karen. What was to come would drive her almost out of her mind.

Soon Dick could take no more. He rose from the sofa, picked Karen up in his arms, and carried her to the bedroom.

"Oh, Dick, I love you so much. I need you so." Karen softly whispered in his ear. "I can’t wait to become your wife."

Dick kissed her as they entered the bedroom. He quickly helped her remove her half slip and then took off his pants as Karen removed her nylons, panties and garter belt. They stood before each other completely naked --- the first time any man had ever seen Karen naked --- except, of course, for her doctor.

"You have the most perfect body that I have ever seen, Karen." Dick said as his eyes caressed her from head to foot.

"Do you like my breasts?" she asked.

"They are fantastic, Karen. Perfect. You must be very proud of them."

"Do my legs please you, Dick?" Karen could hardly believe that she was talking like this, but she was looking for some confidence in herself. After all, this was the very first time that a man was about to make love to her.

"Your body is perfect, Karen. I have wanted you since the first day that I saw you." Dick took her gently in his arms and laid her on the bed --- then lay beside her and pressed his body close to hers. Their hands began exploring each others body as they kissed with renewed passion. His hands lingered on her breasts. Karen instinctively spread her legs as Dick moved between them. As Dick kissed her with more and more passion, Karen could feel a strange new sensation building slowly inside of her. It grew and grew until she thought that she could not stand it any longer.

She now knew that she could never get enough of this --- never get enough of Dick --- never get enough of this wonderful feeling deep inside of her. She wished that they could be together like this forever --- forever --- and never stop. If only she had her operation years ago. Her man was deep inside of her and she never wanted him to come out. She started to moan and then to scream with total desire for him. Just when she thought she could take no more, she felt his body stiffen and a wave of total ecstasy flowed throughout her body. She never wanted him to stop loving her. This feeling was what Karen had waited for all her life.

Suddenly she felt a hot, burning sensation deep inside of her. Another sudden wave of complete peace, relief, and relaxation began to spread thorough Karen’s entire body as she experienced her first orgasm as a female. She had never in her life had a feeling as wonderful as this. Karen knew that Donald had never enjoyed sex. She also knew that he had never had an orgasm that felt even a small bit as good as she felt right now. She knew that she would think of little else for as long as she lived. As she lay in Dick’s arms, Karen knew that Donald had done the right thing when he had decided to have the operation to become a woman. Karen was going to be completely happy living as a woman. It wasn’t just the pretty clothes that she liked to wear after all. Nor was it only the feeling of having men look at her with desire in their minds. She was always meant to be a woman. And now she was a woman. A woman in every respect. And she loved it. For the first time in her life, she had found total contentment and happiness.

 

 

CHAPTER FIVE --- KAREN GETS MARRIED

The next morning, Karen was still giddy about the events of the previous evening with Dick. Barbara had noticed that Karen was much more cheerful than usual that morning and asked "How did you enjoy your date last night, Karen?"

"It was wonderful!" Karen replied. "We went to a dance in Concord and then to his house for a glass of wine before coming home."

Barbara was beginning to understand why Karen was so cheerful as she said " I hope you had a good time --- and didn’t do anything that I wouldn’t do."

Karen chose to ignore that comment. "I have something that I want to tell you."

"Oh! What is it?"

"Dick proposed to me last night after the dance. He wants to marry me."

Barbara was caught of guard and could only stare at Karen for what seemed to Karen like an eternity.

Karen continued "I said yes. I am so excited --- and scared, too. I never dreamed that I would be getting married, especially not so soon after my operation."

Barbara still could not reply. She had finally gotten used to having her husband wear her clothes occasionally, eventually got used to having him buy his own dresses and skirts and wearing them all the time, and had even finally accepted the operations and hormones that had changed Donald into Karen. She accepted Karen as a woman now, but --- could she --- would she ever be able to accept her "husband" as the wife of another man? She realized that Karen looked every bit as good as any other woman, regardless of what she was wearing. She realized that Karen now had breasts that easily filled the 36C bras that she wore and that her hips and fanny were now well rounded. And she also realized the "growth" between Donald’s legs had been replaced surgically with a vagina that would function as well as that of any natural-born woman. But, momentarily at least, Barbara was stunned at Karen’s pronouncement.

Karen realized that Barbara was surprised and continued "We want to get married next month. His wife was killed several years ago in an accident and he has a beautiful house. They had no children. We get along together wonderfully. Can you imagine me becoming a housewife? What do you think I should wear for a wedding dress? We are just going to have a small wedding --- a few of his relatives and you. But I want it to be in a church --- and I want you to be my maid-of-honor."

Barbara finally spoke. "Karen, are you sure this is a good idea? Does he know about your past?"

"No, but I am a woman now and can do everything that a woman should do. I see no need to bring that up. I guarantee that he will never know the difference and I just cannot hurt him or do anything to lose him. He knows that I cannot have children and he knows that I have had hormonal problems that are now cured. He only wants me and I only want him."

"But he will find out someday, won’t he?"

"No. I have waited too long to be a bride and a housewife. I just can’t do anything that might jeopardize it." Karen replied with determination in her voice.

After a few minutes more of conversation, the two women left for their jobs. Karen had worn her best spring dress and was on top of the world as she drove to the medical center.

That evening, she had another date with Dick. Barbara had gone out on a date of her own, so this time, the evening was spent at Karen’s house planning the wedding. They were to be married in a local church and Karen decided to shop for the frilliest wedding dress that she could find. Of course, she would also need new lingerie, a sexy nightgown, and clothes for the honeymoon. For the honeymoon, they would go to Hawaii for two weeks, so Karen would also need at least one new bathing suit. And perhaps she could wear the new bikini that she had bought a few weeks ago. Barbara had agreed to be her maid-of-honor and one of the other doctors at the medical center would be the best man.

Karen also had a change of mind and decided to tell Dick the reason for her "hormonal problems".

He was initially taken aback, but they had indeed had sexual relations several times and he had come to love Karen very much. After a day or two of indecision on his part, he decided that Karen’s past really did not matter, and told her that they would never discuss it again. As far as he was now concerned, she was to be his wife. Karen had cried for joy when she heard him say this and fell into his arms as they kissed. As they kissed, Dick started to remove her clothes and she to remove his. Sex that day was the best it had ever been for both of them, and they both came to orgasm twice before collapsing in each others arms.

Soon, the big day came. It was a warm, bright, sunny, Saturday afternoon in June. Karen was radiant in her white lace bridal gown. It had a long train, long sleeves, and a very low cut bodice. With her long auburn hair falling over her shoulders, the obvious cleavage of her breasts, and her happy smile, she was indeed a beautiful bride. She savored every minute of the ceremony as Dick placed the ring on her finger, then lifted her veil and kissed her in front of the small gathering.

As they kissed, tears came to Karen’s eyes. She was overcome with happiness. Just imagine, what a long way Donald had come. His life had now been fulfilled. He had become Karen, had married a wonderful man, and was now Mrs. Richard Driscoll. He was now a housewife and was about to go on his honeymoon with his husband.

Barbara also had tears in her eyes. She had always cried at weddings, but this one was different.

Her "husband" had married another man. Then she finally realized --- Karen had never really been her "husband". Karen had finally freed herself from her imprisonment and had, for the first time in her life, finally become her true self.

After a short reception, Karen and Dick left to dress for their flight to Hawaii. Karen wore a new cranberry red suit with a thin, white silk blouse and a slim skirt. Her bra was satin and lace and would leave little to the imagination when Dick undressed her that evening at their hotel. Her panties were white silk. Her slip was covered with soft lace. Her hair was beautiful as it cascaded over her shoulders. Her makeup was perfect. And she had packed the loveliest silk nightgown that she hoped she would not wear for long. After all, this was to be her wedding night. She trembled with anticipation as they left for the airport.

The flight to Hawaii was long --- too long for one’s wedding night --- and both Karen and Dick wished that they had waited until the next day for the flight. But, they finally arrived in Honolulu late in the evening. After gathering their luggage and renting a car, they went straight to their hotel, where they checked in quickly, and were shown to their room.

No sooner had the bellhop delivered the luggage and closed the door, than they were in each others arms. Mr. and Mrs. Driscoll were about to spend their wedding night together. Dick’s hands caressed Karen’s body from top to bottom as he gently removed her suit jacket, unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor, and proceeded to unbutton her blouse. Karen, in turn, unbuttoned his shirt and removed it from his shoulders. She then unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. They continued to kiss passionately as they stood in their underwear.

Instinctively, they dropped to the bed. Karen reached into Dick’s shorts as he unhooked her bra and gently removed it. He proceeded to caress her soft breasts as she moaned with pleasure.

They continued to kiss as they continued to slowly undress each other. She removed his undershirt and shorts as he removed her panties, garter belt, and nylons. Soon they were both completely naked as they embraced on the bed. Karen decided that her nightgown would not be a problem --- she might never get to wear it --- and she was happy with that.

Their hands explored every nook and cranny of each others body, and soon they were rhythmically consummating their marriage. The feeling of him probing inside of her was absolutely indescribable. She tightened her muscles to increase his pleasure as he thrust in and out of her --- all the time kissing her --- caressing her breasts --- moving his hands to every part of her body --- pulling her onto him --- and even sucking her nipples. This made Karen wonder momentarily what it would be like to be able to feed a baby --- her baby --- to feed it her breast milk. But this thought was fleeting --- and unrealistic as she could not have children and probably couldn’t produce milk anyway. But it was indeed a wonderful sensation to have Dick suck at her nipples.

Dick continued to thrust deeper and deeper into Karen and the deeper he thrust, the more she wanted him --- the more she needed him. When she thought she was going to explode with desire for him, she felt him tense and felt him grow larger inside of her. Suddenly she felt the hot, searing sensation inside of her that she had come to need more and more often.

Karen moaned and then screamed. "MMMMMMM. OHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Please. Please. Give me a baby!!! Give me a baby. Please, sweetheart. Please give me a baby. Oh, I need you so."

"Yes. Yes. Oh, you turn me on so. I want to give you a baby."

Karen’s body trembled with relief as she felt Dick’s release inside of her. She was now his wife completely. They clung to each other --- Dick staying inside of his wife until they both had relaxed. Then, they made love two more times before finally drifting off to sleep in each others arms.

 

 

CHAPTER SIX --- HAWAII

The next morning, Dick and Karen awoke early to the warmth of the Hawaiian sun and the sound of the surf crashing on the beach in front of their hotel window. Karen was on her side and was with her back to Dick. He nestled close against her and put his arm around her while alternately caressing her breasts and then moving it down to her soft pubic hair. He quickly became aroused and Karen could feel his erection growing against her rear end. She rolled over to face him and kissed him. Soon they were locked together in tight embrace.

They made love for the better part of two hours before deciding to get dressed for breakfast. As Dick watched, Karen got out of bed to dress. She put on a smooth underwire strapless bra and her satin panties. She had brought a new sun dress that left little to the imagination. It had a short, slim skirt and a low-cut bodice with thin spaghetti straps. It was a floral print that was a natural for Hawaii. A pair of medium heel sandals, a quick brush of her hair and she was ready to go for breakfast.

Dick gave her a kiss and quickly shaved, then put on a sport shirt and a pair of pants as Karen put on her lipstick. They both left the room for the elevator to the outdoor breakfast area.

After breakfast, they retreated to their room for another love-making session, after which they decided to enjoy the warmth of the beach and the water. Karen decided to go all out and put on her bikini. It had a bright floral design in the current fashion. As she looked in the mirror at the skimpiness of the material, she almost decided to wear her one-piece suit. Dick, however, came over to her and placed his arms around her from behind, placing one hand on each breast.

"You really look sexy in that, Mrs. Driscoll." he said. "You may not make it to the beach --- or even out of the room --- before you lose it."

Karen replied "Is that a promise, Mr. Driscoll?"

"You bet it is." Dick answered as he untied the bikini bra and pulled the bikini briefs down her legs.

He then carried her to the bed where they conducted another passionate love-making session.

Later in the day, Karen and Dick found a deserted beach on the leeward side of the island. The beach was the most beautiful that Karen had ever seen --- it was wide --- it was clean --- and the water was perfect for swimming. They got out of their rental car and laid their towels on the sand on a secluded portion or the beach --- out of sight from the road and any nearby houses. Karen took off her robe and lay on the towel to start getting a tan. Soon, however, the warmth of the sun induced her to untie her bikini bra to bare her back as she lay face down on the towel. Dick had gone to check the water temperature for swimming. Karen almost dozed off in the warm sunshine and was slightly startled when Dick returned. As she rose from the towel, her bikini bra didn’t, and she was bare to the waist.

Dick took her in his arms. "I didn’t know this was a nude beach." he said.

Karen was embarrassed --- not to expose her breasts in front of Dick, but with the thought that someone else might see her. Dick reassured her that no one else was to be seen and that they were alone. He then took off his swim trunks and encouraged Karen to take off her bikini bottom. Completely naked, they both ran into the surf to enjoy the warmth of the Pacific waters. Once in the water, they embraced, kissed, and made love with the warm water swirling about their bodies.

Karen had never imagined making love in the water and was enthralled with the romance of it. Dick enjoyed it immensely as he thrust himself into Karen as the surf pounded against them. They spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach, not leaving until they watched the sun set into the Pacific.

Returning to their hotel, they each showered to remove the ocean salt, and proceeded to dress for dinner and a night on Waikiki.

 

 

CHAPTER SEVEN --- WAIKIKI AT NIGHT

It was nearly eight o’clock when Karen and Dick returned to their hotel room. There was still plenty of time for a leisurely dinner and the night life of Waikiki. Since Hawaii is casual dress everywhere, Dick wore a sport shirt and slacks. Karen, on the other hand, could not decide between her new sundress or a pantsuit outfit that Barbara had bought her for the trip. She ultimately decided on the dress, but decided that she would do some shopping the next day for clothes more appropriate to Hawaii.

She fixed her hair and applied her makeup as Dick watched and, at times, kissed and touched her. Soon they were ready to go.

They ate at a Polynesian restaurant located in the hotel. Karen loved the food, although it was a bit spicier than in the oriental restaurants back home. The restaurant was not crowded and they had a quiet table to one side --- perfect for honeymooners. They touched and kissed all through the meal --- at least when they thought no one was looking. They were caught several times, however, by the waiter, who gave Dick looks of knowing approval.

After the meal, they spent about an hour just walking around the Waikiki shopping area. Karen spied several Hawaiian dresses that she thought she would like to buy, but decided to wait until the next day before trying them on. Tonight, they would enjoy the night life of Waikiki.

They soon wound up in the lounge of one of the larger hotels. There was a large dance floor an a good band playing music from the fifties interspersed with Hawaiian music. Both Karen and Dick had gone to high school in the late fifties, but neither had danced to the jitterbug or other music from that era for years. It didn’t take either of them long to "get back in the swing", however.

Karen, especially, was enjoying herself at the jitterbug. Back in high school, Karen was not yet out into the world and Donald had seldom gone to dances. Now, in her low-cut dress with a slim skirt, and with her long auburn hair swirling around her head, she was making up for lost time. Her high heels did not slow her down at all. Her breasts bounced inside her bra, doing their best to free themselves as she danced. Her hips swung to the music, straining the seams of her dress almost to the bursting point. Dick found himself starting to ask her to return to their hotel room as he danced with her --- for some ulterior motive that Karen could easily guess.

As they started to leave, the band started to play the "Hawaiian Wedding Song". Karen turned to Dick and said "Oh, please, dear. Let’s just dance to this one song. It is our honeymoon and it would be so romantic."

Dick quickly agreed and soon they were close in each others arms as they slowly moved to the beautiful song. Dick pulled Karen close to him as Karen put both arms around his neck and enjoyed the feeling of her man pulling her tighter against him. As they danced, his hardness grew against her groin, and as it grew, she clung closer to him. When, at last, the dance was over, they started for the door without saying a word. It was if they were both drawn by some strange unforeseen force. And indeed it was.

Reaching their hotel, they moved quickly to the open elevator door. As it closed behind them, they embraced, with Dick’s hands cupping Karen’s shapely ass to pull her tighter against him. She responded willingly and Dick moved his hands to her breasts. The elevator stopped at their floor, the door opened, and they walked quickly to their room.

Once inside, with the door closed, they proceeded to remove each others clothes as hastily as possible. Soon, they were naked, and as they embraced, Dick picked Karen up in his arms, carried her across the room, and gently deposited her on the bed. Karen lay back against the pillow as Dick positioned himself between her legs and swiftly, but gently, made love to her. As he bent over her to kiss her, he smoothly thrust his penis deep inside of her as she moaned with utter pleasure. He thrust in and out as she placed her hand between them to cradle his balls and caress the penis that was giving her so much pleasure. Dick caressed her breasts, paying particular attention to her now erect nipples.

Over the next few hours, they both came at least three times, each time giving more pleasure than the last. At last, they fell asleep in each others arms.

 

 

CHAPTER EIGHT --- SHOPPING FOR DRESSES

The next morning, after a Hawaiian breakfast served overlooking the ocean, Karen decided that she wanted to do some shopping --- for Hawaiian dresses. Dick gave her a long passionate kiss --- they almost ended up in bed again --- and Karen left for the shops of Waikiki. One thing that Karen loved to do more than anything else --- well, not more than ANYTHING else --- was to shop for dresses, skirts, lingerie, and all the other soft and frilly items that Donald could never wear.

In the window of the first store she came to was a large selection of beautiful floral print dresses, blouses, and swimwear. In the adjoining window was a display of mandarin dresses that she just couldn’t resist. She went inside and immediately picked out a silk sheath with a tight skirt that went to her ankles, but with a slit that went up the side of her leg almost to --- well, you can guess to where. The dress was made of a emerald green silk that she couldn’t resist. The green went well with her auburn hair and her fair skin. It emphasized her figure in all the right places and even made her breasts appear even fuller than they really were. She couldn’t wait to show it to Dick and to go with him to a fancy restaurant wearing it. It was the sexiest dress that she had ever seen. she also bought a matching pair of high heels --- with 4 inch heels --- to wear with it.

In another part of the store, she tried on several casual daywear dresses, all of which she loved. She finally selected one that had a scoop neckline, a flirty full skirt, and short puffy sleeves. It would be just right for walking around Waikiki. A matching pair of low heel pumps would complete the outfit. They would be perfect for walking.

At a lingerie store, she bought two underwire pushup bras that would present her breasts at their best when she wore the dresses. She also bought several pair of pantyhose to wear with the daytime dress. Karen disliked pantyhose intensely as she much preferred the sexy look of a garter belt and stockings. The stockings were also much more convenient, especially when at the ladies room --- pantyhose were a pain to pull down to pee, and then to pull back up afterwards. So, like most women, she decided that pantyhose would be more practical --- at least for the daytime. She also bought a short silk nightie to wear to bed, although deep inside she wondered if she would ever keep it on for very long --- hopefully not.

As she wandered through the shopping area, the warm Hawaiian sunshine felt wonderful to the country girl from New England. She thought of the afternoon that she and Dick had spent on the deserted beach the day before. She thought of the love that they had made on the beach and in the water. She realized that this honeymoon in Hawaii could not last forever --- and wished that it would last forever. She wondered what her life would have been like if she had really been born female. Would it have been as happy as it was now? Would she have married Dick? Or someone else? Would she have had children of her own? Or possibly would she have undergone an operation to change her into a man?

Karen was disgusted at this last thought. Never --- never --- never, she thought. She just could not imagine anyone --- especially her, ever wanting to be a man. For what? She knew that women led far better lives --- by far. She fully understood the desire of many men to become women. It was the only way they could ever live their own lives as they were meant to be. She knew that most men wanting to change their sex were not as fortunate as she had been. Many were driven to suicide by family that could not understand them --- and family that would not try to understand them. Some got through the operation, but were not bless with the female attributes that Karen had been blessed with. But, there was just no logical reason in the world for a woman to ever want to become a man.

The warm sunshine and the hubbub of the shopping area suddenly brought Karen out of her deepest thoughts. At that moment, deep inside she needed to be close to her husband --- close to Dick. She clutched her purchases to her bosom and hurried back to the hotel, arriving just as Dick came from the bathroom after showering and shaving. She closed the door behind her, dropped her packages on the floor, and moved quickly into his arms.

Dick had only a towel wrapped around his waist, but eagerly clasped Karen close to him. Karen desperately needed to love and to be loved. She did not hesitate to unwrap his towel and let it drop to the floor. She swiftly dropped to her knees in front of him, taking him in her soft hands and gently caressing and kissing him. Almost immediately, Dick responded.

Dick was somewhat surprised at her aggressiveness, but only for a moment, as he started to unbutton the top of her dress, and then slip his warm hands beneath her bra. Lacking the room he desired, he quickly moved his hands to the back of the bra, unhooked the clasps, and then proceeded to knead and fondle her soft, warm breasts. Soon, he moved to completely undress her, each of them savoring every movement and feeling as he removed her dress, slip, bra, and panties.

When Karen was completely undressed, she took Dick’s now solid erection in her hand and led him to the bed. For several minutes, they kissed and caressed each other ... until neither could take it any longer. Almost as one, they quickly repositioned there bodies until Dick probed deep into Karen’s wet vagina as she moaned with pleasure ... the pleasure of finally feeling a man inside of her. As Karen lifted her ass from the bed, Dick pulled her to him. Karen wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him completely inside of her.

Their pleasure continued to build ... and build ... and build. Karen was deep in her orgasm as Dick exploded inside of her, filling her with what seemed like gallons of his warm love potion. It was truly the deepest ... or highest ... or largest orgasm either had ever had. They continued to make love. Both were insatiable. Neither could get enough of the other. Each had two more orgasms before they collapsed in exhaustion. As Karen senses returned to normal, she found herself thinking "If only I had gotten rid of Donald years ago. If only I could have always been a girl."

Then she began to weep in utter happiness. Now Donald was a girl .... finally. Now he was a woman. And how completely wonderful it was. To be a woman. To be a wife. To experience her man. To love her man.

HOW WONDERFUL TO FINALLY BE ME ... TO BE A WOMAN!!!!

 

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