Author's Note: This story is my sequel to the story "Accidentally Samantha" written by Karen Flynn. I want to thank Karen for allowing me to build on her excellent work and for enlightening me on her inspiration for this story. I only hope that I have done it justice.

 

Revealing Samantha

by Starhawk

 

Part 1

 

"Wow, that was the best time I've had in ages, Sam. Or, should I say Samantha?"

"Yeah, it was fun wasn't it?" I replied slipping out of my dress.

"It was such a rush to watch all the guys heads turn as you walked across the floor at Rick's. It was like watching sunflowers track the sun."

"You were there too gorgeous."

"Maybe so, but they were watching you," Jennifer said.

I hated to admit it, but she was right. The men had been watching me. I remembered back to that time and how my heart raced with excitement and terror at being the center of attention. Fortunately, Jennifer helped me through the night so I didn't get in trouble. Not much anyway.

"The way you danced with that one stud was such a turn on. No one would have guessed you were a guy."

"I think those two frozen hurricanes I drank helped get me in the right mood. I just started to move like all the other women on the floor."

"You may have moved like the other women, but you sure didn't look like them, Sam. You were totally hot. I got wet just watching the two of you."

"Tell me about it. I was so hard by the end of the second dance with him that I was afraid I was going to give myself away."

"Now that would have been interesting."

"Terrifying would be more like it."

"Maybe so, but you know he wanted you."

"I wanted him too. If I'd been a real woman I would be jumping his bones right now."

"Really?"

"Absolutely," I replied.

Jennifer looked at me for a moment and then asked, "Sam, do you like dressing like a woman?"

"Jen, if you'd asked me that two days ago I would have thought you were nuts. Today, it is a totally different story, but yes, I like being Samantha. I'm not sure why, but I do. What I do know is that I really enjoyed being with Dave yesterday. We had such fun with me pretending to be his girlfriend and looking every inch the part." I slipped my shoes off and kicked them over to the bed. "Does that make sense, Jen?"

"Sure. Lots of women dream of finding a man who treats them special." Jennifer looked over at me and added, "I am glad that you like being Samantha. It is good to have another girl around. It's not that Sam isn't fun to be with too, it's just that, as Samantha, we can do different things together." She looked intently at my face and saw the worry blooming there. "So what's the matter beautiful?"

"Oh Jen. What am I going to do?" I sat down on the bed and put my head in my hands. "Should I go back to being Sam and my life with you? Or should I live as Samantha for a while?"

Jennifer came over and sat down next to me. She put her arms around me and held me close. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. I just don't know." I took a breath and added, "I mean, I've imagined what cross-dressing might be like, but this goes way beyond my wildest fantasies. It would be one thing if I looked like a guy in a dress, then it would be easy to give this up." I paused just long enough to take a breath. "The heck of it is that I am a knockout and that makes it a real bear to decide what to do."

My thoughts drifted back to the previous day and I found myself wishing I were with Dave again. I knew I had to find out if yesterday was just a fluke or if it was really something I wanted to dive into. The only way to do that, and be safe, was to explore it with Dave. Why Dave? Because he had already proven that he accepted me just as I was, head to toe, and all points in between. He made me feel safe. Protected. If I was going to explore Samantha, then I needed that security.

Jen handed me a tissue and I wiped the tears from my face.

I debated on whether or not I should tell Jen about the thoughts running through my head, but decided against it for now. I wasn't sure if it was the right move, but it was the best choice for me. I would tell her in the morning when my head, and heart, were hopefully in a better place.

We took off our makeup and went to bed. It had been a long night and we were exhausted.

My mind was awhirl with memories from the day, and night, but my tired body won out, and I drifted off to sleep in no time flat.

 

Part 2

I was the first to wake up as the sun was well on its way across the sky. I put on a bathrobe and went out onto the balcony to enjoy the morning sun. I looked out across the street to the waterfront and listened to the waves crash against the beach. It was truly a wondrous sound filled with power and tranquility all at the same time. Right now I needed a voice of calm and reason to guide me. I closed my eyes and let the power of the ocean wash through me. The scent of the salty air and the gentle breeze added their own touches.

A hand came to rest on my shoulder. I turned to find Jennifer standing next to me. Who else would I have expected to come up next to me? Then again, I knew whom I would have liked to come up next to me.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Jennifer asked.

"I'm not so sure you'd really want to hear them right now."

"Oh? Now, I'm really curious." Jennifer moved alongside me and leaned out over the railing. "Let me guess. You want to spend the day as Samantha."

I looked over at her and said, "Yes."

"And?"

"And I want to spend it with Dave."

"The guy from the boat?"

"Yes."

"Do you know how to contact him?"

"Yes."

Jennifer looked out to the ocean for a few moments and then replied, "Then, I think you should call him, Samantha."

"Really? Are you sure that's alright with you?"

"Samantha, I want you to be happy. I will admit that I would rather you be with me today, but I know you need to find out what is happening within you, and if Dave is part of that, then so be it." Jen's hands moved around my waist as she put her face up towards my own. "Besides, I will have you all to myself after Dave leaves tomorrow."

I turned to face her and our eyes locked. She stood and I wrapped her up in my arms. "I love you, Jennifer."

"I love you too. Whether you're Sam or Samantha, I love you. Remember that."

"I will."

"Now go take a shower, then you can call Dave."

I beamed my best smile at her then moved to the bathroom. I couldn't wait to talk to Dave. I just hoped he wanted to see me as much as I wanted to see him. My stomach was all tied up in knots. What if he didn't want to see me? What if I was just a one-night fling? Oh God, please let him want to see me.

I dried my hair and checked my body to make sure I was still smooth as a baby's bottom. Satisfied that I was, I wrapped the towel around myself and returned to the main room where Jennifer was waiting.

"All better?"

"I'm clean anyway. I won't know about 'better' until I talk to Dave."

"Nervous?"

"Absolutely," I replied.

"That's normal." She turned to the closet and pulled out some clothes for me to wear.

"Maybe, but I don't know if Dave will want to see me."

"Of course, he'll want to see you, Samantha. He'd be foolish not to."

"Do you really think so?" I asked.

"No doubt. After all, you are a beautiful woman with that little something extra."

"But what if he doesn't?"

"Don't be silly Samantha."

"Oh Jen, I hope so, because I have been going crazy thinking about him."

"After seeing how good you can look. I'd be willing to bet he's had several wet dreams about you." She looked up at me and added, "I know I do."

I let the towel drop to the floor and wrapped her in my arms. "Thank you for bolstering my confidence, Jen. I really needed that."

"Nonsense, Samantha. You're gorgeous and Dave will be one lucky guy to have you." She broke our hug and said, "So come on. Let's make the call and get things rolling."

I found the card Dave had given me the day before and dialed the number.

The phone rang three times before a man answered. It didn't sound like Dave so I asked, "Is Dave there?"

"Just a sec."

A moment later Dave picked up and said, "Hello?"

"Dave?"

"Yes." A moment later he exclaimed, "Samantha?"

"Yes."

"Oh, thank God it's you. I have been going insane wondering if I'd ever hear from you again. Man, I am so glad you called. Can I see you? Where are you?"

My heart was about to bust out of my chest at Dave's reaction.

"I'm here at my hotel. I was, in fact, calling to see if we could meet for lunch and spend some time together before you head back home."

"Are you kidding? Just tell me when and where."

"How about you decide?"

"Alright. How about we meet at Alice De La Te Da's at 11? Is that okay?"

I knew of Alice's reputation for good food and readily agreed to meet him there.

"That's great Samantha. I can hardly wait."

"Same here, Dave. See you in a few hours."

I hung up the phone and couldn't help but smile. Dave wanted to see me. He really wanted to see me again.

Could this get any better? I hoped so.

 

Part 3

Jennifer helped me get ready for my lunch date with Dave. She thought it best to dress comfortably in denim shorts and a cotton blouse. She pulled my hair back into a ponytail high up on my neck and then did my makeup. Nothing much mind you, but enough to grab and hold Dave's attention.

"So what do you think? Will this look get his motor running?" I asked.

"Not only his, but every other guy who sees you," Jen replied.

I turned from side to side to get a look at myself in the mirror and smiled at what I saw. A cute tush attached to the longest legs. All that topped off by some wicked curves and killer looks. I was ready for Dave. Now if only he was ready for me.

Jennifer wished me good luck as I headed out to the cab I'd called. She told me she was going to do some shopping then lay out on the beach. I smiled and told her not to wait up for me. If everything worked out, like I hoped, I wouldn't see her until tomorrow morning.

The drive to Alice's took less than 10 minutes. I got out and was just starting to walk into the restaurant when someone gently grabbed my arm from behind and spun me around. It was Dave. His smile greeted me warmly. "Oh man, it is so good to see you Samantha."

His arms wrapped around me and I found myself gasping for breath in his crushing embrace. It felt wonderful. "I've missed you too handsome," I said in a low breathy voice.

He leaned in and kissed me. I opened my mouth and yielded to the experience. His tongue moved slowly around my mouth dancing with my own. The taste of him was wonderful. It was even better than I remembered. What was it about this man that made me want to be a woman?

"Well, I guess you did miss me," I said as we broke.

"You don't know the half of it."

"Oh?" I asked. With that he pulled me even closer until I felt his hardness. "Mmm. I want some of that."

"And I would love to give it all to you. Every inch of it."

"Maybe we should skip lunch." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "What do you think?" I asked.

"I think we need to get out of here."

"Good choice. Lead on."

Back at Dave's hotel we wasted no time getting to his bedroom. He did surprise me though by literally sweeping me up into his arms and carrying me to his bed. This guy sure knew how to treat a lady even if that lady was no lady. I loved it.

Dave laid me down on the bed and himself on top of me. I was trapped, but unafraid. In fact, I found myself anticipating what was about to happen. Dave ended in a push up position looking down at me with his hips pressing into me. I could feel his rock hard manhood was ready to go.

I wrapped my legs around him, put my arms around his neck and asked, "So, you were saying something about . . ." That was all I got out of my mouth as he promptly kissed me fiercely.

It was not long thereafter that I felt him enter me. I can't even begin to tell you how good it felt to have him within me. I held on with all the strength I could muster and enjoyed the ride. Then, I let out a soft, "Oh my", and squeezed him with my legs for all I was worth.

"Do you like this, Samantha?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you want me to continue?"

"Please."

It was all that I had hoped for and more. I couldn't even tell you how much time passed. What I did know was that I had never felt so complete. I just never thought it would be in the role of a woman. This was so unreal.

Afterwards as I lay next to Dave with my head on his chest I asked, "Dave?"

"Yes, gorgeous?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"You just did."

I slapped him lightly on his firmly muscled stomach, which flinched in response. "This is serious."

"Sorry."

"Anyway, if there was one thing you could change about me what would it be?"

Dave was quiet for a moment before answering, "Before I give you my answer let me say that I love you just the way you are. I know that sounds corny and all, but it's true. I have never met anyone like you, Samantha."

"I can believe that."

He playfully patted my bottom before replying, "As for the answer to your question. If there were one thing I could change, it would be your hair color. You see I have a real weakness for redheads. Especially, redheads with deep emerald green or bright azure blue eyes." His eyes closed for a moment. His hand moved up to my hair and dug his fingers deep within.

I lifted my head and looked him right in the eye before replying, "Do you think I would look good as a redhead?

"Samantha, you would look good with any color hair, but, as a redhead, you'd look awesome. You'd be right up there with Angie Everhart or Angelica Bridges. Yeah, you wouldn't have all of their equipment, but that is a plus in my book."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I knew you were going to ask me that." Dave turned on his side to face me and added, "You see I love the fact that you are a man who can appear as an attractive woman. Remember how I told you that one of my fantasies was to make love to a beautiful cross-dresser." He shifted his position and whispered, "You have fulfilled my fantasy in spades. Or maybe that should be hearts, because you have captured mine."

I wasn't sure what to say to all of this, but knew I liked what I was hearing. "So, you're saying that you find me desirable?"

"Are you kidding? You have ruined me for any other woman, real or otherwise."

"And you want to get to know me better?" My voice was soft and low.

"Yes."

"Then it seems the least I can do is grant your wish and become your little red-haired girl, Charlie Brown."

Dave looked at me puzzled for a moment and then laughed at the connection.

I looked into his eyes and asked, "What shade do you prefer? Would you like the fiery red of an Angelica Bridges? Or maybe the burnt copper of Angie Everhart?"

"Angie has always been my favorite. So, if you're giving me a choice, I choose Angie's shade." He took a deep breath.

"Then an Angie redhead you shall have, lover."

"You are gorgeous, Samantha." He kissed me to emphasize the point.

"Thanks." I kissed his chest and added, "A girl likes to be appreciated."

Dave pulled me into a lung-crushing embrace. And stretched his body against my own so that I felt his muscles shiver.

"Now let me ask you something."

"Ok, turnabout is fair play I suppose."

"Yes. Yes it is." He kissed me and asked, "I just want to know why?"

"Why what?" The light bulb clicked on and I asked, "Why am I doing this?"

"Yes."

"The short of it is that I love how you treat me. When I am around you I feel like a woman. I don't know why this is happening, but I know that I like it. You've shown me a whole new way of life, Dave. It's a life that is filled with new experiences and sensations, and I want to explore it fully. Does that make sense?"

"Some, but it will be interesting to see how far you will take this adventure."

We didn't say anything for a few minutes before Dave asked, "So, what would you like to do now beautiful?"

"Would you mind if we just stayed here and ordered in?"

"I can't think of anything better, gorgeous." He picked up the phone, ordered dinner, a bottle of wine, and then turned his attention back to me. "Now, how far do you think we can go before dinner arrives?"

I rolled over on top of him and straddled his hips. I leaned down until my lips were just an inch away from his and whispered, "Let's find out."

One thing I was learning to appreciate about Dave was his ability to come to attention at a moments notice. I liked to think it was due to my effect on him, but the truth was I didn't care as long as I was on the receiving end. I let Dave enter me once more and we began rocking back and forth in a slow sensual rhythm. I loved being Dave's 'woman'.

I wondered at how quickly my mindset had changed from a few days before. I suspect Dave had more than a little to do with the change in my attitude. Though I was pretty sure Jennifer wouldn't be too happy with my current path; then again, maybe she would prefer having Samantha around a while longer.

Dave's took that moment to thrust deeply into me. I moaned in response and said, "Oh my. You can do that to me anytime."

"For you, anything," and repeated the effort.

I looked deep into his eyes and said, "Is that a promise?"

"Count on it."

There was a knock at the door. Our dinner had arrived.

"Nuts," I exclaimed. "Don't forget where we left off." I climbed off of Dave and went to the bathroom to clean up and put on a bathrobe. Dave grabbed a robe for himself and went to take care of the delivery.

I walked into the main room just as Dave signed off on the bill. The waiter looked over at me and I thought his jaw was going to drop to the floor. I smiled at his silent compliment and gave him a wink before wrapping my arms around Dave's waist.

The waiter left, then Dave went to clean up before we sat down to our meal.

I looked into Dave's eyes and said, "You know, I'm never going to be the same because of you."

"Same here. No other woman will ever be able to do for me what you've done, Samantha." Dave took my hand in his and added, "You are the ultimate woman."

I laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"It's just that I find the idea of me, a man, being the ultimate woman, funny."

"That is a good one." Dave joined in the laughter as I lay down so that my head was in his lap.

I felt his erection and smiled up at him. "Hmmm. Seems like someone needs some attention."

"Care to help him out?"

"Let me see what I can do." I flipped around and undid his robe so I could gain access to his engorged manhood. I eyed it for a moment and then slowly ran my tongue along its length. I heard Dave gasp as I kissed the tip and knew I'd struck home. I looked up at him and grinned as I took him into my mouth. I flipped my hair out of the way and focused.

My head moved up and down on his warm, wet manhood. His shaft began to throb and I prepared myself for what was to come.

My efforts were soon rewarded when Dave erupted into my mouth. I almost gagged, but recovered quickly, and captured every drop. I know this was only my third time and I should be grossed out by this act, but the truth was I loved it. I wasn't too thrilled with the results so much as the actual act itself. I loved having his manhood in my mouth. I know it sounds crazy, but I did.

"There. All better."

"You've got that right," Dave replied. "You do keep getting better and better."

"Thank you. I aim to please." I smiled up at him as I rose to sit next to him. "Can I do anything else for you?"

He looked over at me and in a quick motion pulled me over so that I straddled his hips.

"Is this better?"

"Absolutely," Dave replied. His hands moved to my butt and rested there.

"I'm glad."

"Me too." Dave leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips.

I ground my hips into him and slowly felt his member come alive again. 'Did this guy ever get enough?' Not that I am complaining mind you, but one needs rest too.

"Hmmm. It seems you're not quite done yet."

"I guess not. What can we do about it? After all, it is your fault that he won't behave."

I smiled impishly, got up from his lap, then reached down and took hold of him. I stood and led him, by his member, back to the bedroom.

"I love a woman who takes charge," Dave said smiling.

"Believe me honey, I'm no woman, but I'm going to take care of you once and for all."

"Sounds promising."

I kissed him as we lay down on the bed again. I rolled him over onto his back and then straddled him. He was rock hard now and standing straight up. Once he was prepped I carefully impaled myself onto him. Inch by delicious inch he entered me.

"I will never get enough of this, Dave." I said settling down to rest on his hips. "Never."

"Me neither."

I moved up and down slowly to let the sensations build within me. The intensity grew within minutes and I found my own member coming erect. Dave looked down and saw my growing condition and took the situation in hand, so to speak. He lubed his hands lightly and began to stroke me. It felt so wonderful. It was truly the best of both worlds.

Finally, we fell asleep in each other's arms. I have never felt so at peace as I did at that moment.

Dave and I woke to the alarm and scrambled out of bed. We took a nice long, hot, and highly sexual shower together. It was a great way to wake up.

Dave got ready for the airport while I got dressed and styled my hair in a full, wild look that I hoped Dave would like. I wanted his last image of me to be a lasting one. I hoped I achieved the desired effect. I dabbed a little perfume on my wrists, behind my ears, and pronounced myself ready.

Dave came out of the bathroom, took one long look at me, and whistled.

"Thank you."

"Any time," Dave pulled me into a warm embrace and kissed me deeply.

"That was a wonderful way to start my day." I smiled at him.

"My pleasure." He moved his hands in slow circles on my butt, which felt nice.

Dave and I packed up the rest of his things and went to the lobby to check out. We took a taxi to the airport where I accompanied him to his departure gate. We found a seat and made ourselves comfortable.

Dave took hold of my left hand. I squeezed it in return and looked over at him. I put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his. "I'm going to miss you, stud."

"Me too, but don't worry, Samantha. We'll see each other soon enough."

"It can't be soon enough for me." I snuggled closer and leaned up to kiss his neck.

We waited for almost a half hour before his flight was called. We stood and looked into each other's eyes. On impulse I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him hard, pushing my tongue down his throat. "Just a little something to remember me by."

"No chance after the tonsillectomy you just gave me."

I giggled and hugged him tight. I sighed. "I will be returning home in another day or two. I'll call you when I get back. Ok?"

"Absolutely."

"Good. You better get going, babe," I said.

He pulled me close so I could feel his hardness. He got to feel mine too. We kissed once more before he picked up his things and walked away. I smiled and waved as he headed out onto the tarmac with the other passengers for the waiting turboprop.

I stayed at the airport until his plane left then caught a cab back to my hotel. The trip back was a lonely one and I found myself crying because I missed Dave so much. My heart needed him.

I wondered if he felt the same.

At that moment I knew Samantha was going to be around for some time to come. I only hoped Jen would understand.

 

Part 4

When I got back to the hotel I found a note from Jen saying that she was at the beach and asking me to join her. Some time out in the sun sounded like just the right medicine to help me, but then I wondered what I could wear that would hide my male bits. Fortunately, Jen had laid out a gaff for me along with an electric blue bikini and a sarong. Just the thing to show Samantha off, I thought.

I stripped my clothes off and donned the gaff and bikini. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and wrapped a sarong around my waist. Then I grabbed my beach towel, sunglasses, and headed to the beach.

I was wondering how I was going to find Jen in the mass of people, but, as it turned out, Jen found me. As I crossed over the street and walked out onto the white sugary sand I heard a voice from off to my right.

"Samantha! Over here."

I turned my head and found Jen waving at me. She had her towel set down over by a nearby lifeguard tower. I walked over to her and said, "Hi, Jen."

She looked up at me and replied, "Hi, Samantha. Grab some sand. The sun is great and the sea breeze smells wonderful."

I laid out my beach towel and got comfortable. The sun, indeed, felt great as the heat worked its way into my bones.

"So?"

"So what?" I replied.

"How did it go with Dave?"

"Beyond my wildest dreams, Jen." I couldn't help but smile at the memories that came flooding back to my mind.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

I looked over at her and found her staring back at me. Then she asked, "Can I take it that Samantha is going to stay?"

"I think that's safe to say." I lifted my right leg in one smooth motion and added, "Disappointed?"

"Some, but I think I understand."

"I wish I did." My leg went back down. "I mean I know that I love being your Sam and being your boyfriend," I whispered. "However, I also love being with Dave, making love with him, and being his girlfriend." I ran my hand through my hair and bent my other leg up until I was comfortable.

"Stop that, Samantha."

"Stop what?"

"Stop raising your legs like that. Don't you know how that attracts attention? Especially, with those long, silky smooth, legs of yours. You might as well be waving a red flag in front of these bulls out here."

"Uh. Ok. Sorry." I put my leg back down and hoped I hadn't gone too far with it. I let the sun's warmth soak in to me. It felt wonderful. I almost was able to forget that I was wearing a bikini. I marveled at how much my life had changed in such a short time, and all because Jen had used hair remover, instead of tanning lotion, on me.

"So, what now?" Jen asked.

"That is the 64,000 dollar question isn't it?" I rolled over onto my side and looked at Jen. "I don't suppose you'd be surprised to hear that I am planning to see Dave again."

"Not really."

"Didn't think so." I paused to let those words sink in and said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Dave and I were talking last night and I was wondering if you would help me change my looks."

"How?"

"Well, I want to change my hair color to a deep red, like Angie Everhart. She is Dave's favorite redhead and I think it would be a blast to see how I'd look as a redhead." I paused. "Especially, if it turns Dave on." I smiled.

Jen looked over at me and thought it over for a moment. "Hmmm. I think that would work. With those green eyes of yours it's a natural fit."

"So you'll help me?"

"Sure, why not. I've been helping you so far. Besides I like the idea of helping you drive Dave crazy."

"Awesome. Thanks Jen. You're the best."

"And don't you forget it."

"I won't. Not that you'd ever let me," I laughed.

 

Part 5

Jen and I returned home a couple of days later.

The very next day Jen setup an appointment for my transformation from blond bombshell to fiery redhead at a local salon she used. When I went for my appointment it took the stylist less than three hours to complete my conversion. When I looked in the mirror I could not believe how I had turned out. The color was not quite that of Angie's luscious deep red color, but it was darn close.

I just knew Dave was going to love the new me. Not that he didn't like the old me, but the new me was better. I loved being a redhead and was glad Dave suggested it. Heck, I was going to have a hard time not getting horny looking at myself in the mirror. Being a redhead was just so exhilarating.

I returned home and found Jen waiting anxiously to see the outcome.

"Hey Jen. I'm home."

She came running out from the kitchen and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me.

"Holy crap, Sam, you look incredible."

"I do, don't I," I replied.

"No doubt." She walked around me until she came face to face with me. "Dave doesn't stand a chance. Not that he ever did."

Then, Jen got a strange look on her face as she looked at me.

"What's the matter?"

"Just thinking."

"About what?"

"That I may be losing you."

"What makes you think that?"

"It just seems that the more time you spend as Samantha the less time you want to be Sam."

I thought about what she was saying and had to admit she was right. I was spending less and less time as Sam. She was also right that I wanted to spend more time as Dave's girlfriend, Samantha. Why not? Dave treated me well and we had great sex. What else was there? Well, okay there was love and that could come in time. Couldn't it? Not that Jen didn't treat me well and love me equally well, but the truth was I was happier as Samantha than I was as Sam. Maybe that would change in time and I wouldn't like being Samantha, but I couldn't see that far down the road I was on. All I knew was that I loved the journey so far.

I turned to Jen and replied, "You're right. I have been spending a lot of time as Samantha. Maybe too much." I paused to catch my breath before continuing. "Would you like me to stop? I would if you wanted me too."

Now it was Jen's turn to think a bit. She looked into my eyes and took mere moments to respond. "Thank you Sam. Thank you for saying that, but I can't ask you to stop. I want you to stop, but I won't have you feeling mad at me for making you stop."

"I'd never do that, Jen."

"You say that now, but in time you might change your mind. I would rather you get this out of your system on your own, than for me to be the cause of it."

I wrapped her in my arms and said, "You're probably right, Jen. I should just let this play itself out. It's probably just a fad."

"Yeah. That has to be it."

 

* * * *

 

The next morning I called Dave.

"Hello."

"Hey there handsome. How's it hangin'?"

"It never hangs when I think of you gorgeous."

"Hmmm. Flattery will get you everywhere."

"So was there some reason you called, or do you just want to torture me?"

"Oh babe, I never want to torture you. Unless you want me to," I said.

"Heck no. I just want you in my arms and in my bed."

"Sounds wonderful."

"So?"

"So what?"

"So, when can I see you, Samantha? I need you something fierce."

"Hmmm. How about this weekend? Jen is heading out on a business trip on Friday. I can head your way after work. Would that be okay?"

"Not really, but I guess it will have to do. I am just glad it is this weekend and not the following one. I don't think I could last much longer than a couple of days, at most." Dave paused a moment before adding, "But I know you are so worth that wait."

"You've got that right," I said giggling. "Oh, and Dave?"

"Yes beautiful?"

"Just so you know. You're little red-haired girl really wants you too," I said breathlessly. "I want you inside me so bad I can hardly stand it. You can't believe how hard I am right now just thinking about you."

"Dang, Samantha. If you keep talking to me like that you're going to have me setting land speed records in my car just to get to you tonight."

"Don't do that honey. I want you in one piece so please don't take that kind of risk." I took a deep breath and added, "Saturday will be here soon enough and then I will be all yours."

"Ok, but if I am a blithering idiot by the time you get here you have to promise to bring me back from insanity."

"You can bet on it."

"Okay, then, until Saturday, Samantha."

"Until Saturday, my love."

 

Part 6

Saturday morning found me on the outskirts of Sarasota, where Dave lived, and just a couple of minutes from his doorstep. I was dressed simply in a pair of short shorts, to show off my long legs, and a bright yellow tube top. My hair was pulled back in a high ponytail with just a touch of makeup.

I turned down Dave's street and started looking for his house. Once I located it I pulled up and parked. I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his number.

"Hello?"

"Hello yourself."

"Samantha? Where are you? Are you here yet? Did you get lost?"

"Whoa there buster. Slow down and just look out your front door."

"What?"

I heard him run to the front door and fling the door wide open.

I gasped as he did so. It was such a rush to see Dave in such obvious lust for me, another guy. Granted I didn't look or feel much like a man right now, nor did I much care. All I knew was that I lusted after him too.

I opened the door of my car and got out so he could see his little red-haired girl in all of her fiery glory.

He wrapped me in his powerful arms and lifted me clear off the ground. My arms went around his neck as he spun us around. I don't know how many times we went around, but it was obvious that he was happy to see me. Finally, though, he set me safely back down on the ground.

My head was spinning.

"I can't tell you how much I have missed you Samantha. I have been dreaming about this moment for days and now you are here."

My eyes flicked back and forth from his eyes to his lips. My mouth opened slightly by way of invitation. On cue Dave leaned down and kissed me. I flowed into him so I could feel his hardness. I still found it hard to believe that I could have such an effect on another man. Even more thrilling was that I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it very much.

As we broke from the kiss Dave hugged me tight and said, "Let's get you inside and settled."

"I hope you have something more than that planned because I am in serious need of something you have."

"Oh, and what would that be gorgeous."

In answer I reached down and gently pressed my hand into his crotch. "Does this give you any ideas?"

"One or two."

"Can you help me?"

"Absolutely."

We dropped my bags by the front door. He led me back to his bedroom where we stood mere inches apart for what seemed like minutes while he ran his hands up and down my body. I shook with excitement and my heart raced. I felt wonderful as my need grew.

Finally, I couldn't stand it any longer and moved my hands up his chest. They made their way up to his face where they pulled him to me. He did not resist.

"Please Dave. I need you. I need you now."

Dave and I stripped down to our birthday suits in a flash.

Dave swept me into his arms and laid me smoothly down on his bed. He positioned himself on top of me and pressed himself into my own stiffening member. My breathing deepened causing my breasts to rise and fall in rhythm.

He looked down at me and said, "Have I told you how beautiful you are?"

"Not lately."

"Well shame on me for not doing so." He leaned in closer and added, "Can you forgive me?"

I smiled up at him and replied, "I'll think about it."

"What can I do to make it up to you?"

"For starters you can trade positions with me."

"Your wish is my command, gorgeous."

Dave and I swapped positions so I now held the high ground. I straddled his hips and said, "That's better. Now we can proceed." I moved down to Dave's crotch where I eyed the object of my desire. I gave Dave a quick glance before taking his manhood into my mouth. I began to move up and down languidly as I enjoyed the taste of him. I opened my throat and took all of him into me. I let my tongue move around his manhood slowly and with familiarity.

I kept up my ministrations for several minutes until I felt Dave was good and ready. At that moment I wriggled out of my panties and took up my position straddling Dave's hips.

"Now, my love," I said as I kissed him, "I think you have something for me and I really want you to give it to me." Another kiss. "Slow and deep."

"With pleasure beautiful."

With that I presented myself to Dave and he entered me resulting in the most wonderful sensation.

Once he was completely inside me I lay down on his chest and made myself comfortable. "Mmmm. This is so much better."

"Agreed."

We lay there for several minutes before Dave spoke, "I wish we could be like this forever."

"Why's that?"

"It's just that this feels so . . . peaceful," Dave said.

"Yes. Yes it does."

Dave stroked my hair absent-mindedly with his right hand. I played with his chest hair, twirling it with my fingers. I allowed him to move in and out of me to keep his stiffness firmly in place, and in me.

"I wish," Dave said.

"What do you wish, lover? Is there anything I can do to grant your wish?"

"Maybe beautiful. It's just that I wish you were my girlfriend, Samantha."

I twisted my head so I could look into his eyes. I was surprised, but flattered at the same time. I mean here was this man who I had known for a just a few weeks and he was inviting me to join him in something more than just a sexual encounter. Could I be his girlfriend? No doubt I looked the part, but could I act the part?

"Why would you want me as your girlfriend? I mean, I like the idea and all, but why wouldn't you want a real woman to fill that bill?"

"I won't deny there aren't certain advantages to that idea, but the more time I spend with you the more I think you would be the better choice."

"Why's that?"

"For one thing you understand what a guy wants. What he needs."

"It helps to be one."

"Exactly my point," Dave replied. "But it's more than that Samantha. You excite me more than any other real woman I have ever known. Your body is perfect," to emphasize his point his hands moved down from just under my shoulders, down my arms, and came to rest on my flared hips, " and you are drop dead gorgeous. The fact that you have world class breasts just adds to the package."

"They are amazing aren't they," I said taking my breasts in my hands and giving them a gentle squeeze. My eyes closed as I enjoyed the sensation.

Dave's hands moved up and took hold of my breasts and cupped them warmly. "Yes. Yes they are." His hands moved slowly over the warm, soft, flesh.

"So. Are you serious about wanting me to be your girlfriend?"

Dave looked deep into my eyes, sending a shiver through me, and replied, "Absolutely."

I thought about it for a moment, and then I wriggled against his hardness before flipping my hair over my shoulder and leaning down to kiss him lovingly. As I pulled away I said, "Well then, Dave, I am all yours." It had been so easy to say yes to him, because it felt so right. It was just that simple.

"Seriously?"

"Yup."

"Just like that?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"Well, I just didn't think you would agree so quickly."

"You're not regretting it are you?"

"Heck no. I am ecstatic."

In an instant, Dave flipped me over onto my back and looked down into my face. I could see the unbridled joy in his face. His smile beamed down at me with those perfect teeth of his. He leaned down, nuzzled my neck briefly, and kissed me long and deep.

I had never felt so happy as in that moment when I became Dave's 'girlfriend'. I can't begin to tell you how wonderful I felt opening myself up to Dave. I was being vulnerable, and with that came risk, but Dave had never given me any reason to think he wouldn't treat me right. In fact, he had always been gentle, caring, and giving. I could certainly do a lot worse.

"Let's celebrate," Dave said breaking from our passion.

"And what do you have in mind, sweetie?"

"I don't know all the details yet, but how about we start off with a nice romantic dinner."

"Mmmm. Sounds nice." I wrapped my arms around his neck and drew him into another kiss. "Will this be dressy or casual?"

"Dressy. I want to show you off tonight gorgeous. I want the world to see me with the most beautiful woman on the face of the planet."

"Do you really think I am the most beautiful woman on the planet?"

"You know I do."

I caressed his firmly muscled arms and wrapped my legs around his butt. "Yes, but I do love to hear you say it."

Dave rolled off the bed and padded off to the bathroom. "Care to join me in the shower?"

I was out of bed and following him in an instant.

The shower was exquisite. Lots of soapy suds and Dave's slow practiced hands. He had me on the edge of the most wonderful insanity for such a long time I begged him for release. We ended up exploding together.

After the shower Dave went off to get dressed and allowed me some privacy to figure out what I was going to wear for the evening. I wanted something to knock his socks off. The only question was which dress, the slinky little black dress or something in a deep emerald green. In the end I decided on the little black dress as it accented my figure better and showed more of my long, smooth legs. I wanted him to desire me each and every minute of the evening.

 

Part 7

A bit over an hour later I was finally satisfied with my appearance and opened the door to the guest bedroom Dave allowed me to use. I walked out into the living room where I found Dave flipping through a magazine. He heard the click-click-click of my 3-inch heels on the tile floor and looked up in my direction.

He put the magazine down and his mouth opened slightly.

"Wow!"

I twirled slowly, giving him the full image, and walked over to him. Dave stood and took me in his arms. "I take it that you like what you see?"

"And how."

Dave leaned in for a kiss but I put a finger to his lips and said, "Watch the makeup. It took me almost a half hour to get it just right." I ground my crotch into him and felt him stiffening quickly. I smiled mischievously, thought about putting my hand into his pants, but settled for running my fingernails along the shaft of his manhood. He gasped.

"Dang, Samantha. Stop that."

"Stop what, lover?" I said leaning in so he could smell my perfume.

"You're driving me nuts."

"Don't you like it?" I whispered into his right ear.

"If you don't stop right now we won't make it out the door."

"Is that a promise?"

"Count on it."

I pulled away and added, "Well, perhaps we should get something to eat first. After all, we will need energy for later." I winked at him before closing with, "Won't we?"

"Yes. Yes we will," Dave panted.

Dave and I walked out to his silver 2005 BMW 325i. He helped me into the passenger seat and then walked around to get in the driver's seat. We snapped our seat belts in place and drove off.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet. Dave simply held my hand lovingly and took admiring looks every so often as if to convince himself that I was indeed sitting by him.

Absentmindedly, I used my thumb to stroke his hand and smiled warmly back at him. I loved how Dave made me feel. Even though I knew I was not a woman, Dave made me feel like one in every way that mattered. I found myself wishing I were a real woman for him. He deserved the real thing, not some imitation. Then again, I knew I could make him happy in most ways. Still, I felt some sadness that I couldn't give him everything.

Dave must have seen the look of sadness in my face because he asked, "What's wrong gorgeous?"

"Just thinking about you."

"And that makes you sad?"

"It's not what you think Dave. It's just that I wish I could give you everything a real woman could. You deserve so much more than me."

Without a word Dave pulled the car into a nearby parking lot and stopped. He looked over at me and said, "Samantha, if I wanted a real woman then you wouldn't be here with me right now." Dave took my hand. "I could be with most any woman I want here in Florida. I don't mean that to sound like I am bragging. That's not what I mean. However, you should know, that you are better than most women I know. You are beautiful and any man would be proud to have you on his arm. I am just thankful that I am the one you are with on this night. I can't begin to tell you how happy I am right now. I feel ten feet tall and that is your doing my flame haired vixen." Dave leaned closer and added in a whispered tone, "It is all because of you."

To emphasize his point he took my hand and placed it gently at his crotch. The hardness I felt there was a testament to the effect I was having on him. "This too is your doing, Samantha."

"But?"

"But nothing." Dave said cutting me off. "I am here with you because I want to be. You are all the woman I want."

I looked at him in silence for a moment then leaned over and nuzzled up next to his ear and said, "I love you David and I am going to do everything I can to make sure you know it each and every moment we have together."

"Then just keep doing what you're doing Samantha."

We kissed quickly before Dave took the car back out onto the road.

The restaurant Dave had picked was a small Italian place with a romantic atmosphere. Dave asked for, and got, a corner booth where we could have some privacy. The low light was wonderfully cozy. The smells coming from the kitchen were filled with garlic, oregano, and other herbs and spices.

Dave ordered a bottle of wine from the waiter after we settled into our booth.

Dave and I just stared into each other's eyes while we waited. He took hold of my hand and gave it a light squeeze. I snuggled closer to him so that we were right next to one another. I looped my arm through his, hugged it, and kissed his cheek quickly.

I brought my hand up to his chest and unbuttoned a single button to allow my hand entry. I slipped my hand through his shirt and began to play with the hairs on his chest.

"Are you having fun?"

"Aren't you?" I replied softly.

"With you? Always."

I continued to play with his hair and then, mischievously, plucked one of them.

"Ouch."

"Oops. Sorry." I leaned down, opened the shirt a bit wider and kissed the spot letting my tongue linger just a second longer than my lips. "All better?"

"Much."

I buttoned Dave's shirt and patted his chest gently. "There will be more of that later, handsome."

"Promise?'

I moved my face close to him so that my lips were a breath away from his and said, "You can bet on it."

"I love the way you entice me, Samantha."

"Good. Because I want to be the only one you desire." I kissed him languidly. "The only one you love." A kiss with some tongue followed. "The only one you yearn for." A final passionate kiss followed meant to keep his fire burning only for me.

"Anymore of this and we will have to leave."

"You're right, but I hope I made my point."

"Absolutely," he replied. He looked down and I followed his eyes. "In more ways than one."

"Is that for me?"

"And only you."

The waiter delivered our drinks, took our orders, and headed off again.

Dave took his hand and placed it on my exposed thigh. As he did so I locked eyes with him and smiled.

"Go ahead my love. Why do you think that slit is there? I wore this to give you special access."

"Samantha, are you trying to seduce me?"

"Am I that obvious?"

"Yes, but I love you for it."

Dave drove us back home where we shared a bottle of wine and some very heavy petting. Then we went off to bed to release the flame of our desire that had been building all night. I can't even begin to tell you what that night meant to me. All I can tell you is Dave obliterated any doubts in my head as to what I wanted and his feelings for me.

We belonged together.

 

Part 8

I returned home to Jen on Sunday night emotionally and physically drained, but feeling elated at the same time. It was clear that I had turned a corner in my life and there was no going back to my old life. Someday I might consider it, but not now.

I entered the house and called out, "Jen, I'm home."

No answer. I went to my room and set my bags down on the bed.

I changed into a pair of denim shorts and a white tank top to get more comfortable. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat down in a to relax.

My mind easily drifted back to my weekend with Dave. I felt his arms wrap around me. I imagined his lips against my own. The strength of my feelings for Dave were so strong as to drown out all else. It was wondrous.

Jen arrived a couple of hours later and sat down next to me.

"Hey, Samantha."

"Hi Jen."

She looked at me and said, "Well I guess there's no need to ask you how things went with Dave. Your face tells it all." Jen twisted to face me and added, "So tell me everything."

I began my tale and filled her in on everything that happened. I told her about how Dave welcomed me into his home and the dinner we had. I even told her how I went about seducing him that night. In short, I told her everything that happened.

"Wow!"

"Yeah. Wow."

Jen looked at me thoughtfully and asked, "So now what?"

"I don't know."

"But?" Jen prodded.

"But I know it will involve continuing my life as Samantha and being with Dave."

"I thought you might say that."

"Disappointed?"

"Some, but I think I knew this would happen after your second date with Dave."

"That's more than I knew."

"Are you happy, Samantha?""

"Ecstatic."

"Really?"

"Yes," I replied. I remained silent for a moment before asking, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that this is all my fault." Her head dipped down slightly. "I'm thinking that I have lost my best friend and my lover."

I reached out and took her hand.

"But I am also thinking that I have a new girlfriend. One that I hope will stay in my life."

I squeezed her hand as my eyes began to tear up. I couldn't hold back any longer and took her into my arms. "Count on it."

We cried and comforted one another for some time until we had cried ourselves out. We broke feeling a renewed strength in the bond of our relationship. I was relieved that Jen still wanted me in her life.

Jen and I ended up in the bedroom where we made love. After we were spent Jen rolled over and said, "Wow. That was intense. Your time as a woman has certainly made you a much better lover, Sam."

"Thank you, Jen."

 

* * * *

 

Dave and I kept in touch by phone, email, and anything else we could think of. It was not uncommon for one of us to call the other at night and spend a couple of hours just talking. We talked about anything and everything. It was comforting to hear his voice and to go to bed with a final 'I love you' for the night. It was a great way to end the day and made for much more pleasant dreams.

We continued that routine for several weeks until we both decided we had had enough. We needed physical contact and needed it bad. It had been almost a month since we'd seen each other and I was going through some serious withdrawals for not having been with Dave.

Dave and I planned a vacation and there was no place better, we thought, than where we first met, Key West. I told Dave that I would drive down to his place where we would head out from Sarasota Bradenton Airport.

Dave greeted me with a big hug and some major kisses that threatened to melt me into a puddle. If I hadn't been holding on to him that's where I would have ended up. As the kisses continued I put my hands into the rear pockets of his shorts and pulled him to me so he could feel my steel. Of course, it also allowed me to feel his too.

There was no doubt we had been away from one another for too long. We rectified that within the confines of his home since we had a couple of hours to kill before our ride to the airport came to pick us up.

We took a limo to the airport where we made the flight just in time. The commuter jet got us to Key West in no time at all and we held hands the entire way. Many of our fellow passengers thought we were newlyweds because of the way we were acting towards one another. I giggled at that and played up the part even more, for their benefit. Dave, of course, loved the extra attention his little red-haired girl was giving him.

We got to our hotel late in the evening so we ordered a light dinner and settled into our room. Then we collapsed onto our bed where we, by instinct it seemed, wrapped one another up in our arms.

As we lay there I listened to his heartbeat – steady and strong. I brought my hand to rest next to my head and felt his chest rise and fall as he breathed. I closed my eyes and reveled in the moment.

I felt Dave's hand come around to rest on my right breast. His thumb idly caressed it. I felt my breasts stiffen nicely and I began to warm up to his approach.

My hand moved down to his crotch and found a rapidly stiffening penis that beckoned to me. I replied by pressing my hand onto it as if to say 'I'm here.' I began to rub it slowly yet firmly. Dave let out a low groan, which let me know I was on track. I continued to massage him for several minutes.

I rolled over on top of him and let my hair fall into the space between us like a waterfall of fire. Dave looked up at me and smiled.

His hands came to rest firmly on my butt and pulled me tight against him. "So what would you like to do now, gorgeous?"

I smiled impishly and then replied, "Hmmm. I wonder what we could do to occupy our time."

Dave's hands moved up my back forcing my body to move closer to him. Playfully, I tried to push away, but Dave was simply too strong. When he stopped my face was only and inch or so away from his. Then he took one hand and put it behind my head. My mouth opened slowly and I closed my eyes as our lips met.

My arms wrapped behind his neck and pulled him closer as I put my whole being into the kiss.

As we came up for air all I could say was, "Incredible." I nuzzled his neck and kissed his ear. Breathlessly I whispered, "I love you, Dave."

"I love you too, Samantha. With all of my heart."

Our dinner arrived so we broke from our passion. I let Dave take care of the waiter, while I changed into something sexier. I had bought several new pieces for my wardrobe, with Jen's help, especially for this trip. One such addition was a deep emerald green babydoll. I checked my makeup and hair before opening the bathroom door.

Dave looked up from the dinner tray and dropped the fork he'd been holding.

I looked at him with hungry eyes and asked, "Do you like what you see handsome?"

"Oh yeah."

"Do you want me?"

"Yes."

"Good, because I want you too." I took another step closer letting my hips sway from side to side.

I walked over to him taking my time so as to let the sexual tension between us build. Not that it needed much help mind you. I was already on fire. My hands rose to my breasts and I began to knead them. My eyes closed as I took another step closer.

Dave remained on the bed frozen with desire. I could see his chest heaving as his breathing quickened. I never got tired of turning Dave on. It was so much fun and such a rush for me too.

As I reached the bed I took my index finger and gently pushed on his chest. He fell back without resistance. I climbed onto him and straddled his hips. My hands came to rest on his stomach and then slowly moved up to his chest. I shifted slightly so I felt his penis rub against me.

"Mmmm. Feels like you do want me."

I wasted no time in removing his pants and shirt. Once he was naked I let the material of my babydoll brush against his penis causing him to gasp in delight. At least I hoped it was delight. He did have a smile on his face.

"Do that again," he pleaded.

I moved back down so that my babydoll hung just above his manhood. "Do you mean this?" I dragged the material ever so slowly across him again.

"Ohhh yes." Dave's hands reached behind his head and grabbed the sheets hard as his back arched.

I loved making him as happy as he made me.

After satisfying our need for one another we devoured our dinner and polished off a bottle of wine. Then we walked out onto the balcony to enjoy the night and cool breeze.

We did not get much sleep that night, or the next for that matter, as our need for one another was too great to ignore.

On the third day we finally came up for air and entered the real world again. Dave had made arrangements for us to go out on one of the catamarans; one similar to the one where we'd first met. It was too bad we couldn't go on the same one as before, but that boat was down for repairs, but I didn't mind as long as I was with Dave.

It was a beautiful day with a warm breeze coming in from the south. Blue skies overhead with a couple of white cottony clouds greeted us as we left the hotel. The waves were only a couple of feet high and promised a great ride. The boat was almost full, but we didn't care. Sure it would have been great to have the boat to ourselves, but that didn't work out.

The boat got underway a little after noon. Dave and I went up to the bow where we could enjoy the view. Other people joined us and some took a couple of pictures. The crew of the boat came around and served us drinks as the voyage continued to deeper water.

Dave put his arms around me and pulled me closer. "Having a good time, my love?"

"You know I am." I kissed his cheek and added, "Then again I always enjoy myself when I'm with you."

Dave smiled, "Me too. You are so good for me and I can never tell you enough how much better my life is with you in it. I am so thankful for you Samantha." He hugged me tighter to emphasize his point.

Facing one another I pressed my hips into him. We smiled at one another and then kissed deeply.

The trip was excellent and while we didn't go swimming with some of the others we did enjoy the adventure and romance of it all. The sun was going down as our boat returned to the harbor. The sky was filled with brilliant reds and oranges mixed with the blue of twilight.

Dave and I were relaxing in a couple a lounge chairs with a glass of wine when I turned to him and asked, "Dave?"

"Yes?"

I took his hand in mine and kissed it, "Do you know how much I love you?"

"Yes."

"Do you also know that I would do anything for you?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

"Do I make you happy?"

"No doubt about that one, but where are you going with all of this, Samantha?"

"Well, it's just that I have been wondering where 'we' are going in this relationship. I mean I love you so much I ache when I am away from you." I put my hand to my heart and continued, "My heart aches for you. I never thought I could feel this for anyone much less a man like you. You know who I am on so many levels and yet you accept and love me beyond my wildest dreams. I can't imagine my life without you."

"And so you want to know if I feel the same?"

"Yes, but I also want to know that there is a future for us. Do you think that is possible?"

"Not only do I think it is possible, but I am counting on it, Samantha. Like you I can't imagine my life without you in it. You make me so incredibly happy. Before I met you I didn't think I could ever be this happy. In fact, I was about to give up on relationships entirely when I saw you. My friends dragged me onto that cruise to help me heal from my latest breakup with a girl I'd been dating for almost a year. I was in some major pain that day. Then I saw you on the bow with your hair blowing in the breeze and I couldn't help but be drawn to you. My heart said 'give it another try'. I almost didn't listen to it because the pain was too great, but I decided to take the chance."

He pulled me closer and looked deep into my eyes.

"Samantha, you may not have all of the equipment that a real woman has, but you have all the right stuff for me. You know how to please me because you know all the right spots. You understand my physical needs better than any woman I have ever dated. You also happen to be drop dead gorgeous with a body that causes me no end of sexual pleasure. You are more woman than most of the women I have ever known. You don't make unreal demands on me, except to love you as best I can. I hope that I have done so and, if I haven't, that you tell me now."

I took his head in my hands, kissed him lovingly, and replied, "You do love me well, Dave."

"Good, because I plan to make it my purpose in life to make sure you never forget, or doubt, how much I love you. I want you to be sure in the knowledge that I am yours and you are mine. We belong together Samantha. You have become my life and I want you with me. Now and forever."

My eyes began to tear up as I listened to his words. He wiped away each and every tear from my face.

"So where do we go now, Dave?" I asked.

"It doesn't matter as long as we are together."

He wrapped his arm around me and turned to watch the sun set. My head came to rest on his shoulder as the boat continued to make it's way home.

 

Fin

  

  

  

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