1 comments/ 37908 views/ 4 favorites Ginny and Jake By: JakeZ More than a month passed before we had any further contact with James. He called me at work one afternoon. "Hello Jake, how are you?" he asked. "I'm fine sir, what can I do for you?" I said. "Two things". "First, I'm going to be away for several days. I'm taking Mary with me. Tell her to get a passport if she doesn't already have one." He explained. "I will tell her sir. May I ask where you are going?" "France, but do not tell Mary," he cautioned. "And the second thing sir?" I asked. " While we are gone, I want you to stay at my home. Enjoy the garden and the pool. I want you to relax while I am enjoying your wife" he teased. "I have made arrangements for catering so you don't have to worry about cooking", he added. "You have no objections to seeing Ginny again do you?" I stammered. "Ah, Er, Ah, no sir I have no objections." I didn't say anything to James, but I had been thinking about Ginny for awhile. "Good, because she has been pestering me about seeing you again." He chuckled. "You must have made more of an impression than I realized," he said. "That young lady knows how to get what she wants, and evidently, she wants you." He teased. About Ginny Ginny is thirty-one, five foot eight, with a slender, athletic body. She is a transsexual. She is boyishly feminine, sultry, exotic and soft spoken. She has almond shaped green eyes. She was born a male and decided in her mid twenties, that she would prefer to be female. She started hormone therapy under her doctor's care. And, to her delight, started to develop female breasts. She is now a 34B, and has stopped therapy. Her breasts are conical in shape and firm. They are topped my dark pink areolas and nipples. She has reconsidered he sexual preferences and has decided to keep her male genitals. Her penis is about four and a half inches long and she has a small, tight ball sack. She can enjoy both the male and the female aspects of sexual activity. She keeps her body shaved and wears her auburn hair either in a ponytail, or hanging free to her shoulders. Ginny is a trained chef and runs her own catering business. Mary had arranged to take some vacation time, and the following week, James picked her up and they left for the airport. That evening, I packed a small bag and drove to James home. It wasn't that I was anxious to see Ginny, well maybe a little. Our one and so far only encounter had been embarrassing, erotic, and very enjoyable. I could only guess at what might happen sexually, but I was fully aware that I might have to do the 'homo' thing again, considering Ginny's anatomy. Since my experiences with James, I was much more comfortable with the idea. When I thought about Ginny, I was almost looking forward to our next encounter. Anything else I would just have to deal with if and when it happened. When I arrived at James home, Ginny met me at the door. She was wearing blue jean shorts, a tee shirt, and no shoes. She was almost dancing. "We've got the house to ourselves," she said. "Are you hungry?" "Well, maybe a sandwich, I didn't have much of a lunch," I answered. I dropped my overnight bag in the living room and followed Ginny into the kitchen. Suddenly Ginny turned around to face me. She handed me a beer and asked," Wanna eat by the pool?" Her nipples were hard under the thin tee shirt. "I suppose it would be ok," I couldn't resist teasing her a little. We put our plates and bottles on the patio table, and Ginny turned to face me again. "I've thought about the last time we were here, I've thought about it a lot," she said. "I was afraid you wouldn't want to come." "I really wanted to see you again." She said. "James told me that you were pestering him, about seeing me." I said. I could see her blushing. "I want you to know that I don't go out much, especially with work keeping me busy. James wanted me to get you aroused, but the rest was just a spontaneous thing, I don't usually do things like that," she said. "I'm very glad to hear that", I told her, and it makes it more special. "Can I kiss you?" she asked, surprising me a little. Instead of answering, I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to me. She lifted her head and our lips met, there in the gathering darkness by the pool. Her lips were soft and parted easily to let my tongue in to play with hers. Her hair smelled like lavender and her slender body pressed against mine. She felt good in my arms. Sometime later, after the sandwiches and beer, I took her hand and led her to a quiet corner of the garden. The same place that James had taken Mary to, weeks earlier. We laid down in the fresh cut grass and watched the stars. I put my hand on Ginny's slightly rounded tummy and leaned over to kiss her again. I moved my hand up until I was cupping her left breast. I heard her moan softly, deep in her throat. I pinched and teased her nipple with my fingers. Ginny inched her tee shirt up and I bent to kiss her lovely firm breasts. My searching mouth kissed one and then the other. I felt her hand on my head, guiding me from nipple to nipple. I started to unbutton her shorts and slipped my hand inside. Ginny wasn't wearing any underwear. Her small penis was already hard and erect. My hand closed around her shaft and I started to lightly stroke up and down. After a few moments, Ginny stopped me long enough to kick her shorts all the way off. I raised myself to one elbow and looked down at her slender body, She was trembling slightly and breathing faster. I started to lower my head towards her waiting cock when I herd her voice. " Jake, you don't have to do that, your hand is fine," she whispered. Instead of answering her, I bent down and took the head of her cock into my mouth. Because of her smaller size, I had no problems getting her entire length into my mouth. I felt her body shutter as I gently sucked the length of her cock. Slowly, moving up and down like I had with my hand a few minutes before. Ginny started thrusting her hips up and down, matching my movements. I teased her cockhead with my tongue, licking the sensitive spot under the head. I sensed that she was getting close to an orgasm by the way she was moving around. I had already made up my mind about what to do. In a way it was my first time. My first time with a transsexual, my first time with Ginny, and my first time are letting another cock cum in my mouth. I heard Ginny's voice saying Oh My God, Oh My God, and I felt the first gush of hot cum erupt from her cock. She had four or five quick spasms, each pumping little squirts of cum into my waiting mouth. I gulped down and swallowed all she had. The taste was not at all unpleasant. Her cum was thick and slightly salty. I held her cock in my mouth until it stopped twitching, and then let it slide out. As her breath became more normal, Ginny reached up and pulled me down next to her. She let me wrap my arms around her and she snuggled close. She put her head on my chest. "You didn't have to do that," she said, but it was wonderful. "It's been a long time." "Come on," Ginny said and she grabbed my hand. She pulled me to my feet and we ran across the garden to the pool. I just had time to slip out of my clothes as we both jumped into the warm water. For the next hour, we splashed and played like two teenagers. "I like you very much," Ginny said as we were toweling off on the patio. "But you don't seem like the kind of man that would accept someone like me, much less get involved sexually the way you have," she continued. I was thinking the exact same thing. As we walked back to the house, I explained. "Four months ago I wouldn't have had anything to do with anyone like you, James changed my way of thinking." "You might say he forced me to accept new ideas." " I would never have participated in man to man sex, especially with my wife next to me watching," I said. "When James told me to suck his cock, I couldn't stop myself, it was like I was in a trance." "I only managed to get his cockhead into my mouth, but that was enough, it changed my life." I continued. "Ginny, I like you too. I like you a lot. I have been thinking about trying to contact you, but I was afraid of your answer. You're different. I think of you as a woman with something extra, an exotic, exciting woman, not as a man with tits." " Our first experience by the pool didn't repulse me, it excited me, as you found out," I said. "What happed tonight in the garden seemed as natural to me as making love to my wife." I confessed. "And, I managed to get more than your cockhead into my mouth." I teased. In the darkness, I couldn't see her smiling, but she was. We each took a quick shower and I crawled onto James oversized bed. When I heard Ginny at the bedroom door, I turned to look. Ginny stood in the doorway her hands on her hips and her head tilted to the side. She had untied her ponytail and her auburn hair hung loose, framing her face. She was wearing very sheer, light pink panties. The kind with longer legs that reached halfway down her well shaped thighs. She also wore a babydoll top of the same sheer, pink material. All I could say was "Wow." "I've only dressed up like this for one other man," she said. "I hope you like it." I started stammering again. "How in the world could I not like it." I blurted. I could see her semi-erect penis through the thin material of her panties. She glanced down at herself and said," my little clitty likes you too." Ginny climbed onto the bed and melted into my arms. With only the moon outside, coming though the windows, out lips met in a passionate kiss. The silky material felt fantastic under my hands as I explored Ginny's body. I found one of her breasts and teased the nipple into hardness, the silky material sliding easily between my fingers. Ginny tipped her head back and I started kissing and nuzzling the curve of her neck. I heard that same tiny little moans of pleasure that I had heard in the garden, and she started to pant very softly. I inched down the bed, and untied the single ribbon holding the babydoll closed. As the thin material fell away, my mouth found Gunny's other nipple. I teased it into hardness and licked and kissed her breast until she was wiggling on the bed. "Oh Jake," she moaned, "You've got me so damn horny." "I need your cock Jake, please," she almost begged. As I sat up, Ginny slipped off her panties. She lay back down and raised her legs, exposing her butt hole. "There is a bottle of lube on the nightstand," she whispered. I squirted a liberal about of lubrication on my fingers and gently pushed a finger down her tight hole, spreading the lube around. Her asshole sucked at my fingers, drawing them deeper. "Condom?" I asked. "No" was her immediate response. "There is no need, and I don't want anything between us." "Old habits," I muttered as I positioned myself to enter her waiting hole. Ginny put her legs on my chest, and as I leaned forward, she raised her ass until the tip of my cock was touching her tender hole. As she leaned further back, I felt my cockhead penetrate the tight opening. Slowly I inched further in until I felt her muscles relax, and I slid my six and a half inches in as far as they would go. "Oh Jake," she cried. "You feel incredible." I started to stroke Ginny's tight ass. She was squeezing my cock, making her ass feel even tighter. I wanted to be gentle, but she kept saying "harder Jake, harder." "I don't want to hurt you," I said. "You're not hurting me," I heard her say. "You're making me feel like a real women." "Fuck me, just fuck me, make me cum." I thought about Ginny's cock, her clitty, now between our bodies. I though about masturbating her. But when I looked down, her hand was already sliding up and down her stiff erection. I withdrew and slid my cock back in. I felt my balls slapping Ginny's cute little ass. Over and over, in and out, I drove into her. Somewhere in my mind, I heard Ginny calling my name. "Jake, Oh my God, Jake, I'm cumming. I'm cumming." The voice repeated. I felt her tense up, her breath was ragged, and her entire body trembled as she was locked in a powerful orgasm. Her orgasm triggered mine, and I pumped load after load of cum deep inside her. I pulled my now limp cock out of Ginny's ass and moved next to her. I hugged her to me. I brushed her damp hair back and kissed her as softly as I could. Ginny opened her eyes and smiled. "I'm glad I waited," she said. "I didn't know it would be you, but I'm glad I waited." I guess she could see the confused expression on my face. "You are the first," she said. And all of a sudden I understood. The next morning I awoke to hear Ginny tell me that she was getting up to start breakfast and put on a pot of coffee. I felt her get out of bed. "I'll be back in ten minutes to make sure you're up, sleepy head." She cooed. A short time later I smelled fresh coffee and sat up. I was looking around for my robe when I saw Ginny's pink panties and babydoll lying on the floor. I picked them up, intending to put them back on the bed. The material felt soft and silky in my hands. Until James entered our lives, Mary's underwear had always been white cotton. On an impulse, I put the babydoll top down and stared at the long legged panties. My mind raced back twenty years. I used to enjoy putting on Mary's underwear when I was alone. Hoping I wouldn't get caught and secretly wishing that I would. What the hell, I thought, just for a minute to see what it was like. I stepped into the panties and pulled them up around my waist. They were a bit snug in the leg, but roomy enough. The material snagged a little on the hair on my legs, but it felt pretty good having them on. My dick woke up as the material tantalized it. I looked in the mirror to see how they looked and in the reflection I saw Ginny standing in the doorway. "Having fun?" she asked with a small giggle in her voice. I stammered. I was doing that a lot around her. "I just wanted to see, I mean, I've never, er, oh jeez, I'm sorry," I finally blurted out. I started to slip the panties off when Ginny told me to show her. I little embarrassed, I turned to face her. She made a turning motion with her hand, and I turned to give her a good view. "Jake, you look cute, no, you really do. And regardless of what you are going to say, I think you were having fun," and she pointed. My dick was standing up. When I started to slip the panties off again, Ginny told me to wait. She walked over and picked up the babydoll top and handed it to me. "Might as well try this on too," she said and held it out, shaking it a little. Ginny sat on the edge of the bed and watched as I sheepishly put on the silky top. I couldn't get the bow tied. My hands were shaking. She came over and helped me fasten it and stepped back to look. "Very cute." She said. "How does it feel?" Before I could answer, she reached out with one finger and touched the head of my cock, which was now pushing against the thin material of the panties. "They feel great Ginny, you know damn well that they feel great." And I pulled her close to me for our first kiss of the morning. She pushed into me, pressing my cock between us. "You've done this before, haven't you?" She asked, smiling. "Come on, confess." It was my turn to blush. "Yes, years and years ago when Mary and I were first married. Mary never had anything like these though, she liked cotton." "Well, my dear Jake, it seems that you still have that old urge. Come on, I'll stop teasing you," she said, and took my hand. She started led me towards the kitchen. When I held back, she said, "there isn't anyone here except you and me and I'm hungry. "A little apprehensively, I followed her to the kitchen for breakfast. "Ginny," I said. About last night, "I really didn't know," she put a finger on my lips and stopped me. "Jake, It was wonderful, I enjoyed every second," she said. Ginny served breakfast and changed the conversation. "Have you thought about what you're going to do when Mary comes back?" She asked. "Do you know about our arrangement with James?" I asker her. "Just that you are letting him take Mary on his trip, I assume they will be sleeping together." She told me. "I think you need to know the rest." There were certain financial matters settled between us. Part of the bargain that we made includes the stipulation that Mary and I never have sexual intercourse with each other again." I explained. "We are still married, and we still love each other, but, well, it's awkward now." "And, I don't want to stop seeing you." I said. "I don't want to stop seeing you either Jake." Ginny replied "Just so you know, James helped me get into cooking school and backed me when I started my catering business, so I owe him too," she said. "And, just between us, I could get any more of his cock into my mouth than you did." "I though he was your father?" I asked, startled at her words. "Step father actually," she said, "and considering everything that you have been through with him, and everything that you and I have done. Does sucking his cock seem so weird?" I changed the subject. "Look Ginny, as much as I enjoy what's happening between us, I'm more than twenty years older than you." I told her. Ginny said "Why don't we just enjoy the next few days, we don't have to make any plans further than that, at least not right this minute." "Now, go get dressed and sit in the sunshine. I've got some computer work to do and I've gotta check on business. I'll join you later," she said laughing, and pointed towards the door. I went back to the bedroom, took a quick shower and stated to get dressed. I saw Ginny's pink panties on the bed where I left them and thought back at how she seemed to enjoy seeing me wear them. I put them back on and finished getting dressed. Once sitting in the shade on the patio, I called work and made sure everything was running ok. Made a few more calls and settled down to a lazy morning. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I remember, Ginny woke me up with a kiss. She was dressed in a soft yellow sundress and wearing sandals. Come on, let go shopping." She suggested, and without waiting for an answer, she pulled me up and we headed for her car. When we got to the Galleria, we walked around, holding hands, window-shopping. No one paid us any attention. We were just another couple. While we were walking I asked Ginny, "why did you dress up last night, I would have made love to you anyway?" "I thought it would be fun and make me seem more like a girl," Ginny said, dropping her head. "I thought it would make you happy." "Ginny, you are more feminine and desirable than a lot of women that I know of," I reassured her. "Besides, I told you that I think of you as a woman who happens to have a penis, not a man that happens to have breasts." "It did make me happy. Now what can I do to make you happy?" I asked. "You're doing it," she said. 'You're doing it." "And maybe, well, we'll see." We found a small outdoor café where Ginny asked me to wait. "I just want to pick up a few things, have a soda and I'll be back in a little while." In less than a half an hour, she was back. She handed me several small bags and packages to carry and we strolled around looking in windows. We made our way back to the car, and on the way back, stopped for some burgers, which we brought with us. Back at the house, Ginny put her packages away and suggested we eat lunch by the pool. "I bought a new bathing suit I thought you would like." She said. We went back to the bedroom to change and as I was stepping out of my jeans, she saw that I was wearing her panties. Ginny and Jake "I though you took those off?" she said. "I wanted to surprise you, I thought you liked seeing me wearing them." "I did, I mean I do, I mean," now it was her turn to stammer. I put on my swim trunk and got out of there. When Ginny came out, she was wearing a pink bikini. Where she managed to hide her cock I don't know, but I couldn't see any bulges. "I'll show you later," she guessed at my unasked question. "Do you like?" "You look very sexy" I told her. She sat down and we had a leisurely lunch followed by some pooling, and just a little fooling, I was having a hard time keeping my hands off of her, and she didn't resist much. While we were drying off, Ginny asked, "Was there anything you didn't like about wearing my panties today?" "You don't give up do you?" I kidded her. "Ya want the truth?" "Wearing your panties today gave me a hardon. Everytime I moved I felt the silky material rubbing on my cock. I damn near had an orgasm sitting at that café waiting for you. That's why I let my shirt hang out, to cover up a little. But, to answer your question, the material did snag a little on my hair, is that what you wanted to hear?" "Then you'll just have to shave," Ginny cryptically. Ginny took my hand, (I was getting used to that) and led me back into the house. In the bedroom, she reached up to kiss me and I pushed her last words into the back of my mind and forgot about them. Ginny's kisses made me forget most everything as we cuddled in bed. Ginny pushed my head down towards her cock and I didn't hesitate in sucking her already erect penis into my mouth. After a moment or two, she pulled away and turned around on the bed. My mouth found her cock again and I felt my dick being drawn into her mouth. We brought each other to an almost simultaneous orgasm. We stayed in that position for some time. While I was playing with Ginny's tight ball sack, I felt one of Ginny's fingers exploring my ass hole. Ginny was able to reach a tube of lubricant and slowly massaged some into my hole. She started to probe with her finger and I felt it slip in. I was a bit apprehensive, but there was no discomfort or pain. I relaxed and concentrated in Ginny's balls. When she put two fingers in my hole, I felt pretty full. It didn't feel bad, just different. We eventually had to get up. We took a shower together and took turns washing each other. And of course there was more kissing. While we were getting ready for dinner, without thinking, I mentioned that this was starting to feel like a honeymoon. As soon as those words got out, I regretted saying them. That just couldn't happen, for a lot of reasons. Ginny looked at me and said "I know, I know, but if things ever changed, I would say yes." I shut up. Ginny had a surprise waiting. She had arranged for someone from her catering staff to have dinner ready for us. We were seated at a small table just off the kitchen and served a wonderful meal. Ginny asked, "Would do something for me?" "Ginny, I'll do just about anything I can for you if I can, what's up?" I said. "Something I think will be fun, something I want you to try, something I think you'll like." She pressed. "Ginny, I told you I will do what you want, now what is it?" I asked. Just at that moment dinner was brought in. Ginny lit the table candles and the waiter from her staff opened a bottle of wine. We started with a small salad and worked our way through broiled salmon, riced potatoes and more wine. I settled back with a fresh cup of coffee and thought about the last few days. After dinner we sat in the garden, looking at the stars. When we got back to the bedroom later that evening, I saw that she had laid out some of the packages she had bought earlier. She started unwrapping and showed me several items of new lingerie. Every item was black and very lacy. "Very sexy I told her, you're gonna look great." I said. "These aren't for me," she said. "Remember, your promise." "You got these things for me?" I asked. "Wearing your panties today was one thing, but, but, but," and yes, I was stammering again. Ginny showed me three pair of panties, two different bras, a garterbelt, several pair of stockings, and a short slip. "I had to guess at your size, but these should fit." She offered. "Is this why you said I would have to shave?' I sat down and stared at Ginny. "Well, you said that you did enjoyed dressing up before. I'm guessing that it gave you a thrill. And you said that wearing my panties today felt good, and it brought back some pleasant memories. . I think you mentioned getting a hardon," she kidded. She had me there. I did say that. And it really did feel kind of exciting wearing her panties all day. Our admittedly rather bizarre relationship was getting even more bizarre by the minute. But, what the hell I thought. My cock was getting stiff thinking about it. "With a smirk, I said," I don't know anything about shaving, except my face." "I'll do this on one condition, you have to do the shaving." "Ginny brightened up and said, "Deal" We were busy for the next hour at least. Ginny lathered and shaved my legs, my butt, and around my cock and balls. She shaved my face and neck and massaged moisturizer everywhere. She showed me how to put on the garterbelt and how to roll the stocking up my legs. I will admit that the stockings gave me a whole new sensation, and I confessed to Ginny that I liked it. We tried on one of the bras and it fit perfectly. When I pulled a pair of the panties, on, there were no snags. These fit better, being a larger size. When we were done Ginny stepped back and whistled. "You look better all dressed up than I do," she said. I looked in the mirror and saw myself like I never had before. "How do you feel?" Ginny asked. She didn't ask how the lingerie felt. She asked how I felt. I felt different. I told her that. And I told her that I had never been that turned on before. "Well, you look fantastic." Ginny said. But something is missing. "You've gone this far, would you go just a little farther?" she asked. Now I'm standing in front of a mirror, all dressed up in black lacy lingerie and my cock is straining the front of the panties. What else could I say. Ginny brought out several more packages. Ladies shoes with low heels, a dark blue skirt and a medium blue sheer blouse with a matching vest. When she was done 'dressing' me, I felt silly standing there. But I also felt strangely excited. Ginny took my hand and we walked out on the patio. This is more that weird I thought. I was starting to get nervous, and Ginny could see that she might have pushed this a little to far. Once back in the house Ginny asked me what was wrong. "Ginny, earlier tonight this was fun, a bit crazy, but fun," I told her. "But." "Don't be mad, I just thought," she started to say. I stopped her with a kiss. "It's not you, it's me." When I was younger, like I told you, I tried on some of Mary's things. Thinking back, I think I secretly wanted her to catch me, but she never did. I remember thinking about going out and having a stranger catch me. I don't know what I was looking for. Tonight kinda brought it all back. " Ginny was quiet. We got undressed and I put my new lingerie away. Did I just say 'my' lingerie? That night we snuggled but we didn't have sex. After breakfast the next morning we made plans to spend the day out. We went miniature golfing and stopped for ice cream. We found our way back to the Galleria and walked though the mall. I bought Ginny some flowers. Ginny parked me at the same café again and did some shopping on her own. I had a coffee and happily watched the world go by. When Ginny returned with more packages, she ordered a cup of coffee too and we talked. "I'm sorry about last night," she said. I don't want to change you. I like you just the way you are. I don't want to take a chance that you might decide to walk away." She took a deep breath and I could see she was ready to cry. "Ginny, I am not going to walk away. Our relationship, although very odd, is important to me. I never in my life thought that I would be involved with someone like you. But I am involved. It's too late for me to walk away. I'm afraid that I care too much about you now." "Besides, it would be a shame to throw away all that sexy lingerie." Ginny smiled, then she laughed, and then I laughed. Then the waiter brought us fresh coffee and we realized where we were. We laughed again and did some more window-shopping. The rest of the afternoon flew by. We acted like kids. Back at the house we sat in the hot tub and played in the pool. I got Ginny into a corner where the warm water was about up to our waists. I slipped off her bikini top and my mouth caressed her firm young breasts. I sucked greedily on her nipples. In the sunlight her areolas were sparkling with pool water and the tender skin of her breasts yielded to my questing mouth. Ginny slipped off her bikini bottom and grabbed at my swim trunks. I kicked them off and I felt our cocks rubbing on each other. I grabbed her ass with my hands and lifted it towards me. The warm water provided enough moisture for my cock to enter her tight hole. We both squirmed around until I had my entire length buried deep inside her. As I stated moving in and out, the pool water increased the suction of my thrusts. Ginny wrapped her arms around my neck and our tongues imitated what was happening lower down. Ginny reached her orgasm first, but not by much. She gritted her teeth and let out a long deep moan of pleasure as I emptied my load. I reached down to her cock and gently washed away cum that she had squirted. We splashed around a while longer, and then went in for a shower and an nap. And while I was waiting to fall asleep, Ginny curled in arms, I did some thinking, some soul searching and a lot of remembering. We woke up about dinnertime. I asked Ginny, "What do you want to do with the rest of the evening?" "I don't know, got any ideas." She answered. "Well, I was thinking, James and Mary should be back tomorrow or the next day. If we wanted to do anything special, tonight might be our only chance for a while," I told her. "I thought that we might go out, find a quiet little place, and have a drink or two," I offered. "Sounds ok to me," Ginny said. "Let's get dressed." I sat on the bed for a minute and then started getting out the new lingerie that Ginny had purchased. "What are you doing?" Ginny asked. "Getting ready to go out," I said I looked at her and smiled. "You're not serious?" Ginny said. "I thought if you're willing to help me if I start to panic, I'd give it a try. I think you were hoping I would anyway." Ginny looked at me with a funny little smile, and said, "I think I have everything you'll need." I've seen that look once or twice before. "And just what have you got planned young lady?" I inquired, with a grin "You're really serious?" She asked again " I could have said no. I could have said that this was crazy, and to forget about it. I could have said a lot of things. What I did say was "Ya, I guess I'm serious." For a minute, it sounded as though the whole world got quiet, waiting to hear what she was going to say. "You mean it, You'll go?" She said. "I said I would, now help me get ready before I change my mind," I told her. Ginny said, "I know a small bar that isn't usually too busy. It's dark inside. We could sit in a booth, have a drink or two and leave." All of a sudden Ginny stopped. "Wait a minute" she stammered. Ya, she was stammering too. "What do you mean that you care too much to walk away?" She demanded. She looked up at me with those beautiful green eyes. She had her hands on her hips and her head tilted to one side. "It took you long enough," I told her. I took a long deep breath. "Ginny, I am a married man, at least in spirit anyway, and I'm a lot older than you are. And, to be honest, I'm not sure how things will work out in the future. I can't offer you any kind of normal life, but I think I might be falling in love with you." Ginny stammered again. See. I'm not the only one that stammers. We steed there, staring at one another. Ginny had her mouth open, but no sounds were coming out. Finally she spoke. "Then there is only one thing to do," she said. "Let's get dressed." We both said at the same time. Ginny helped me with the garterbelt and stockings again, and I put on the panties and bra while she was getting herself dressed. I stepped into the short slip and then the dress, settling them around my waist. I put on the blouse but before I could button it, Ginny opened a small box took out what was inside. "These are the ones I used to wear before I got these," and she cupped her own beautiful breasts. She slipped the breast forms that were in the box inside the cups of my bra and suddenly I had curves. Did I just say My Bra? She helped me button up because the buttons where on the wrong side and my fingers weren't working like they usually do. I put on the little matching vest, and slipped my stockinged feet into my shoes. When she turned me around to look in the mirror, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Another woman was looking back at me. Well, almost. Ginny pulled out one of her brunette wigs and got it settled in place. Almost ready she said, and took out her makeup bag. I was involved much too far now to object. She applied a soft pink lipstick, put a little blush on my cheeks, and handed me a pair of amber sunglasses. "Sunglasses are easier than trying to do your eyes, and we will only be there for an hour or so anyway," she said. I wasn't nervous at all as we got to the bar about nine thirty that night. The hell I wasn't. I was shaking. This was nuts. I'm not a crossdresser. I had to stop this. Ginny told me to take a deep breath and led me inside. Luckily there were only a few other people in the bar. We found a booth in a dark corner and ordered a couple of drinks. When the waitress brought our drinks, she evidently recognized Ginny. "Hey girl" she said, "been a while." "Who's your friend?" she asked, "TG or CD?" "CD, a newbie", Ginny told her. "First time out." "I'll keep an eye open sweetie," the waitress said and winked at Ginny. Ginny looked at me and said, "I'll explain later, but Rhonda will run interference for us, she helped me a lot when I was coming out and going through hormone therapy." Over the next hour or so, several more customers filtered in and someone started playing soft music on the radio. A few looked our way, but after a word from Rhonda, they left us alone. We had another drink and talked. Slowly my nerves quieted down. About eleven o'clock we left. Ginny stopped at the bar and gave Rhonda a nice tip. "I can't believe I just did that." I said, as we left. "Did you really have a good time?" Ginny asked. "The only thing that could have made it better would have been if some guy had tried to pick me up." I told her. Once back in the car, Ginny moved it to a dark corner of the little parking lot and turned the motor off. She moved closer to me and slid her hand under my skirt. Did I just say My Skirt? Her hand-felt electric as it moved up my nylon covered thigh. I moved my legs as far apart as my skirt would permit. I finally lifted my butt off the seat so I could hike the skirt and slip up a little higher. Ginny started rubbing my straining cock through the thin fabric of my panties. And. All at once, the bar's night crowd arrived. The parking lot was suddenly full of headlights and people. Ginny asked, "wanna go back in, maybe someone will ask you do dance?" "I think I've been brave enough for one night." I replied. We drove around for a while and by the time we got back to the house it was after one in the morning. Before we got out of the car, Ginny managed to get her hand under my skirt again. I moved her hand long enough to unzip my skirt and take it and my slip off. This time Ginny had no trouble moving up my leg and finding my rock hard cock. I leaned back in the seat as she inched my panties down far enough to get my cock free. It was only a second before I felt her hot mouth envelope my aching cock. She found my balls, still covered by the lacy nylon panties and massaged them while she sucked me deep into her mouth. I warned her that I was going to cum, and she clamped her lips tightly around my cockhead and sucked up every drop as I pumped my load of hot cum down her throat. Once we were back in the bedroom, Ginny asked if I had a good time. "At the bar or in the car?" I kidded her. "You know what I mean," and she poked my in the arm. "I had a great time." I told her. "Maybe next time you could get a date and we could double" I teased. "Why you," was all she managed to say before I grabbed her and covered her face with kisses. We did manage to get undressed and just before Ginny fell asleep in my arms, she whispered "I love you Jake." In the morning, we woke up earlier than I thought we would. Without getting dressed, we stopped in the kitchen long enough to make coffee, and walked out to the HotTub. We relaxed in the hot bubbly water and sipped our coffee. "Got any plans?" I asked "In our goofy relationship with James and Mary, I don't know what plans I could make." She answered. I agreed with her. What could we plan? "We have today and tonight, what do you want to do?" I asked her. She took my hand, and we jumped into the pool, like love struck teenagers. After all, it was sort of like a honeymoon. The reader can guess what we did for the rest of the day.