****** Elizabeth - A Love Story by Henry G ******
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Elizabeth - A Love Story


"I'm sorry Mr Jones but I'm going to have to take maternity leave."

These were the dreaded words which threatened to throw my work into turmoil. As
managing director of an engineering company I relied on my P.A., Sue, to
control all aspects of my work. She was a gem, always knowing the appointments
I had forgotten. I suppose it was inevitable. Sue had worked for me for 10
years and had got married only a year previously. I knew she was keen to have
children before she was too old but I hadn't allowed myself to think about it.
The simple fact was that unless I took urgent action to find a suitable stand-
in, I was in deep shit.

"Congratulations!" I was genuinely pleased for her and her husband Harry. "You
didn't waste any time, did you? When is it due?"

"In November," Sue replied.

That meant we had four months to find a replacement.

"You know I'm going to be screwed with you gone?" Sue and I had a great working
relationship and she tolerated my robust turns of phrase.

"I'll help sort you out. I've already spoken to personnel and they've agreed to
let me sit in on the interviews of applicants."

That was good news, I knew that Sue would soon sort out the no-hopers.

We were heavily involved in a major project and I immersed myself in my work
forgetting for the next few weeks Sue's departure. One morning Sue came into my
office with another woman.

"I want to introduce you to my replacement, Mr Jones." Sue announced.
"Elizabeth Harrison."

Looking up I saw an extremely attractive woman, medium height, trim with an
impressive bust, flowing wavy auburn hair and a very pretty face. She wore a
simple grey suit and white long sleeved blouse. I stood up and held out my hand
to shake hers.

"Pleased to meet you Mrs. Harrison."

"It's Miss and please call me Elizabeth," she replied smiling.

"Please sit down. Has Sue briefed you on what I do?" I asked.

"Yes I have," Sue interrupted, "and Elizabeth will be a much better P.A. than
you deserve." From her smile I knew she was taking the piss. Now she was sat
down, Elizabeth's skirt had ridden up revealing the most superb pair of legs I
had ever seen. Slim and firm but not skinny.

Elizabeth settled in very well. She proved to be as efficient as Sue. She was
always punctual and always wore elegant suits with a white blouse. She had an
amazing knack of putting all my visitors and I could tell from their
expressions that it was more than her efficiency which attracted them. I had
the distinct impression, however, that she held a lot back. She was always
reserved offering very little information on her background.

I found her very attractive and, to be honest, I had a distinct desire to get
inside her pants. I was single with no ties following a disastrous marriage and
a messy divorce. My wife had found the attention of an Italian gardener with a
surfeit of muscle and cock more attractive than me. I had long since fallen out
of love with her and it suited me fine. I no longer wanted any close
relationships, the occasional shag was all I needed to stay on track.

I was nevertheless careful not to come on strong to Elizabeth. I hoped that
little by little I could win her around.

There was a major symposium taking place that January and I had agreed to give
the keynote speech. The whole affair ran for three days and was being held in
an exclusive hotel in the Scottish highlands. Whilst I could manage without a
P.A., I thought it might be fun to ask Elizabeth to accompany me. It would be a
perk for her to have a break in a posh hotel on the company and it would give
me a chance to get to know her.

I was delighted when she told me that she had no problems with being away from
home for that time. I had a couple of meetings to with our Scottish suppliers
so we left three days early.

The drive to Scotland was lengthy but comfortable in my Jaguar XJS. During the
journey I tried to find out a little more about Elizabeth. It wasn't easy but
she did tell me that she came from a well off family living in Sussex. She was
an only child and had chosen to develop her secretarial and organisational
skills rather than pursue an academic career at university. The vacancy at my
company had been fortuitous since she had recently lost he previous job when
the company went into liquidation.

The hotel was based in a manor house and had and marvelous atmosphere redolent
of Scotland in the last century. So much better than the modern 'plastic'
hotels I normally had to tolerate.

The weather was cold and it had snowed heavily. We were therefore very pleased
to enter welcoming warmth of the hotel.

Elizabeth and I had been given adjoining suites and I was extremely impressed
when I entered mine.

The lounge and bedroom were furnished and decorated in the style of the 1890's.
A blazing log fire was burning in the hearth of the bedroom, the light of the
flames adding to the atmosphere set by the low beams and four-poster bed. The
ensuite bathroom was a contrast being modern with a huge oval bath/Jacuzzi.

Because had arrived in advance of the symposium we would have a few days
tranquillity. One the first evening we were able to have a quiet dinner
together. I met Elizabeth in the bar. She was stunning wearing a neat little
black dress, low cut to reveal her gorgeous cleavage. Her face was free from
makeup apart from scarlet lipstick. Her beautiful long nails were painted with
scarlet varnish. The skin of her chest and neck was a flawless pale pink making
her body appear to be made from the finest alabaster. I love the way that so
many ginger and auburn haired women have gorgeous pale skin. What really took
my breath away was that as Elizabeth moved her arm I got a flash of a thick
mass of auburn hair under her armpit. I immediately felt a stirring in my groin
- I love hairy women.

The meal was excellent. Scottish salmon and beef, excellent wine and brandy. We
were soon feeling warm and mellow and I sensed Elizabeth beginning to relax.

Hoping and praying that I wouldn't blow matters, I asked Elizabeth if she would
like a night-cap in my room. My heart jumped when she agreed. We sat on the
floor in front of the fire sipping our single malt whisky. We didn't speak, we
just sat there watching the shapes in the flames. It seemed perfectly natural
for me to lean over and kiss Elizabeth. When I did, Elizabeth kissed me back
with desire. Gently I placed my hand on her gorgeous breast feeling the heat
and softness. Elizabeth moaned quietly and kissed me with greater passion.
Suddenly she froze and stopped.

"No this is wrong, we can't do this," she gasped.

"Why not," I asked. This was bizarre.

"I'm not what I appear." Elizabeth's voice was little more than a whisper.

"What do you mean?" I was getting confused.

"First promise me that what I tell is only between us. Don't make me regret
this."

"Of course," I replied.

"When I was born my gender was unclear - they called it ambiguous. It wasn't
clear whether I had male or female genitals. My parents were advised to make a
choice, male or female, and I would be given hormones to force my body that
way. They refused, they wanted to leave me to develop the way my body and my
mind wanted. It was a close run thing but my female part won. " Elizabeth spoke
quietly, averting her eyes.

"And are you content to be female?" I asked.

"Yes, I am definitely a woman."

"So how are you ambiguous?" I asked hoping I wasn't going to get my face
slapped.

"My clitoris is long, more like a small penis. I actually pee through it. I
have a single rudimentary testicle which is inside my body. I also have a
vagina but it is small and the doctor's told me that it could never accommodate
a man's penis. I have a single ovary which provides me with some of the
hormones I need to be a woman and I have a sort of monthly period. But I'm
sterile. The doctors told me they had never seen anything like it before. I
felt like a freak.

"During my teens the doctors found that I was suffering from hormone induced
calcium depletion and that there was a danger of me developing osteoporosis, so
I now receive hormone replacement therapy. That helped me to develop my
breasts." I was astounded with her frankness.

"So now you know everything. You're the only person, other than my parents to
know."

"You secret is safe with me." I felt honoured to have shared her secret. I
still had questions.

"What happens when you get excited and cum?"

"My clitoris swells up like a penis and I squirt fluid which is similar to
normal seminal fluid without the spermatozoa.

"So how did you cope with others such as at school?" Frankly I was appalled
with what she had had to handle.

"School was terrible. I couldn't take showers with the other girls. The other
girls didn't know and the head teacher told them that I had had a nasty
accident when I was young. The girls were sympathetic and didn't ask any
questions. I hated not being able to tell anyone about it. I felt completely
alone. I'm not a normal woman and that is why we can't get intimate."

Elizabeth began to sob quietly. I simply took her in my arms allowing her to
cry into my shoulder.

"What would you say if I told you I didn't care how you were? What would you
say if I told you that I loved you in spite of what you've told me." I felt it
was time for me to be frank.

Elizabeth looked up at me in complete shock.

"There's no need to make fun of me!" She began to cry and starting to stand up.
I reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Slow down, there are many things I joke about but love isn't one of them." I
explained to her how my wife had run off with another guy and my marriage had
turned to shit. Since then I had promised myself never to get involved again. I
had managed with no difficult until now.

"I had heard some rumours at work," Elizabeth spoke after I had finished - I
guessed Sue had been giving her a briefing.

"Sorry I doubted your motives," she added, hugging me. "It doesn't change the
fact that I cannot perform sexually."

"You don't know what you can do until you try. I assume to have had no sexual
experience at all." I had to get her sorted out.

"None," Elizabeth blushed furiously.

"From what you've told me, I also assume that you've masturbated."

"Y-yes..." Elizabeth looked ashamed.

"Great isn't it," I quipped.

Elizabeth saw the joke and smiled.

"I find it very easy to cum from just rubbing my clitoris. It is very
sensitive. When I dress I have to take care to tuck it out of the way between
my legs otherwise my panties rub against it when I walk.

"That can't be bad, can it?" The idea of sexual stimulation as you walked
sounded fun.

"To start with but I soon get sore." She smiled ruefully

"You realise there are all sorts of ways of having fun other than sexual
intercourse. Can it really hurt to at least try?" I asked.

Elizabeth didn't reply but sat chewing on her lip with uncertainty. I decided
to try another tack.

"Stand up and look at yourself in the mirror," I asked her.

Elizabeth walked over to the full length mirror.

"Do you see what I see?" I asked.

"I don't know, what do you see?"

"I see a beautiful woman dressed immaculately and looking as sexy as any woman.
Do you agree?"

Elizabeth didn't answer.

"OK, tell me how do you think you look compared to other women?" I kept pushing
her.

"I suppose I look OK, on the outside." She was reluctant to answer. OK, big
question time.

"Would you take off your dress, please?"

Slowly Elizabeth acquiesced. God she was superb, stood in white bra and panties
and black tights her pale skin flashing in the firelight.

"Fabulous," I hissed, just audibly.

Elizabeth looked around and blushed.

"Thanks for the complement," she whispered.

"I don't throw complements around. I was stating a fact. You look fabulous."

With that I stood, walked up to her and hugged her. I then realised that her
cheeks were wet with silent tears. I kissed her.

"Some women have big breasts, others don't. Some have fat rears others are
bony. Some have long labia, some don't. Some are very hairy where others like
to shave. You happen to have your bits a little messed about; it doesn't mean
you're dysfunctional. I don't care what you might or might not have between
your legs, I think you're gorgeous," I whispered in her ear.

We kissed again and I gently unfastened her bra. This time Elizabeth didn't
argue. Her large breasts bounced gently as they swung free. Large, smooth and
firm with a delightful speckling of freckles, her breasts were everything a
man, or woman, could desire. Her nipples were modest in size but fiercely erect
either from the chill in the air or arousal.

I picked her up in my arms and took her over the bed and eased her tights off.
I noticed with more than a little excitement that her toenails were also
painted scarlet. I quickly stripped to my pants and lay beside Elizabeth. Her
wonderful breasts sagged slightly to each side of her body. I took her nipple
in my mouth gently teasing it erect. Elizabeth moaned gently and put her hand
on the back of my head pressing me against her breast. I could feel her heart
pounding beneath my head. Gently I stroked her flat stomach with the palm of my
hand in small slowly increasing circles until my hand reached her panties.

I didn't want to spook Elizabeth so I slowly moved my hands down to the
junction of her legs over her panties. I felt the soft bushiness of her plump
mons. As I moved my hand between her legs Elizabeth momentarily resisted and
then parted them. I immediately noticed two things. First her panty gusset was
soaking wet and second I could feel the lump of her erect clit rather like a
small penis.

I moved down the bed and slowly eased Elizabeth's panties down. She lifted her
bum off the bed to help. Her crotch was wonderfully hairy with a rich auburn
bush. I moved between her legs and saw what she had described. Her clit looked
like a small penis. It was stiff and erect and probably measured about half an
inch across and three inches long. A large bead of pre-cum sat on its tip.
Below it was a small vagina. Complete and perfect but looking underdeveloped.
It reminded me of my daughter's when she as about five.

I took Elizabeth's clit into my mouth. Elizabeth gasped loudly as I did. I
remembered her comment about its sensitivity and I was careful not to suck
hard.

Her pre-cum tasted slightly salty. Slowly I sucked it in and out of my mouth
suddenly realising I was effectively giving her a blowjob. This concept became
reality when she suddenly gasped and ejaculated fluid into my mouth. It tasted
quite pleasant and I was aroused to think that this fluid had come from within
Elizabeth's body. I couldn't think of anything more intimate. I swallowed it
with great pleasure.

"Sorry, I should have warned you," Elizabeth gasped once her orgasm had
subsided.

"That's OK, it's usually the man that says that. I actually enjoyed it."

"I thought it wouldn't taste nice," Elizabeth looked at me in disbelief.

"It tastes fine and even better for knowing where it comes from."

Elizabeth blushed again.

I hadn't finished with this young lady and started tonguing her tiny vagina.
There was no doubt it was the genuine article. It had all the luscious flavours
I had encountered whenever I gave head. A saltiness, a slight musk. Her vaginal
opening was small. Gently I eased my finger into it and found just enough room
to penetrate her fully.

I carried on my exploration moving my tongue down towards her anus. As my
tongue brushed her tight little bud Elizabeth gasp and raised her rear giving
me easier access to this most fragrant spot.

"That's so dirty but it feels nice," Elizabeth gasped.

I stopped licking. "You don't think I lick anybody's rear do you? Anyway you
bathed earlier didn't you?"

"Well, yes but it is the place where I poo from. I must taste of it."

"Well, maybe a touch but mostly a nice musky-sweaty taste. Anyway its very
nice. How does this feel?"

Slowly I pushed a finger into her tight anus.

"Now that is dirty but I love it," Elizabeth whimpered wriggling her rear. I
noticed her clit was erect again.

I pushed another finger into her tight vagina and began sucking her clit all
the time moving my fingers in and out of her tight openings. Elizabeth lasted a
little longer before cumming with even greater violence. Again my mouth was
filled with her delicious fluids.

I knelt up and looked at Elizabeth. She lay back, eyes closed, her face and
chest flushed and sweaty. Her arm was above her head exposing her deliciously
hirsute armpit. I couldn't resist and buried my face into it. The hair was damp
with her sweat and had a sharp but clean smell of pure woman. Her pheromones
blitzed my senses.

"Do you like my hair?" Elizabeth asked in a contented and satisfied tone.

"Absolutely, it's the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Why did you grow it?" I
asked.

"I tried shaving my arm pits but it used to make me sore and give me a rash. I
didn't like the itch I got when it began to grow so I decided to go 'au
naturelle'. In the case of between my legs, I decided it was too tricky and
dangerous to trim it. Anyway I love the feel of thick pubic hair."

I lay down behind Elizabeth and in spite of my unrequited lust dozed off.

I awoke a little later to the sensation of someone delicately interfering with
by pants. I cracked my eyes open to see that Elizabeth was gently pulling my
pants down. I closed my eyes again feigning sleep. I felt Elizabeth first take
my cock in her hand followed by the sweet feeling of her taking it into her
mouth. First she hesitantly licked at its head. Once she decided that it tasted
OK, she took the head between her lips and lightly sucked. The sight of her
inexperienced ministrations were enough to make me cum.

Slowly she took more into her mouth and sucked gently quickly bringing it to
full erection. Time to wake up.

"What are you up to Elizabeth?"

She stopped sucking.

"It's your turn for some fun. lay back and enjoy."

I lay, barely able to remain still, as she proceeded to lick, suck and caress
my cock and balls. Elizabeth may have had no experience but she was touching
all the right buttons. I feel a pleasurable tightening which announced my
impending orgasm and I warned her.

"You better be careful, I'm about to squirt all over the place."

To my surprise Elizabeth took my cock deeply into her mouth and sucked. That
was it, my current reserve of seminal fluid ejected itself out of my cock in a
series of hard jets - straight into Elizabeth's mouth. The first jet took her
by surprise making her gag slightly but she recovered and swallowed all I had
to offer.

Elizabeth slid up my body and lay on top of me looking me straight in the eye.
A dribble of white semen lay on her chin.

"I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. You taste very nice," she grinned.
"I do wish I could have you inside me properly," she added, a little more
seriously.

"So do I," I added.

I awoke early the next morning and quietly got out of bed leaving Elizabeth
sleeping. I went into the lounge and closed the door. I rang room service for
coffee and began work. I had already connected my portable to the dedicated
ISDN link in the room and logged on. I had e-mails to read and send as well as
checking the foreign exchanges. I finished after an hour and ran a bath.

I lay relaxing in the hot suds pondering on Elizabeth's comments the night
before on how she would love to take me into her properly. Suddenly I had an
idea. I remembered reading a tacky porno novel when I was a pimply youth. It
was called 'The Story of O'. In it a girl had her anus stretched by training
with a series of progressively larger butt plugs so that she could readily
accommodate her various lovers. I saw no reason why Elizabeth couldn't do the
same with her vagina.

It's helpful being an engineer and I soon worked out a nice little widget which
would do the job. Imagine a hollow steel cylinder half an inch in diameter with
a rounded end. Then cut it lengthways into three segments. You then attach each
segment to a central screw by simple cranks so that as you turn the screw the
segments move outwards increasing the diameter of the cylinder. Cover the whole
thing in a thick layer of surgical grade butyl rubber (to ensure hygiene) and
you've got an adjustable dildo.

I heard the door open. Elizabeth walked in, naked, carrying a tray.

"I ordered breakfast."

She put the tray down on a stool by the bath and sat on the toilet.

"Close your eyes, I need to pee."

I looked away but still heard the sound of her piss splashing - very erotic.

"Move your feet," she told me and climbed into the bath. Now if there is one
thing I love it's sharing a bath or shower with a beautiful woman and they
didn't come more beautiful than Elizabeth. She poured coffee and we lay there
enjoying the hot water and the slippery contact between our bodies.

After a while she turned on the Jacuzzi and we lay revelling in the bubbles.

"Elizabeth, if I had a way of opening your vagina so that you could have normal
intercourse, what would you say?"

"I'd say 'yes please'." Elizabeth smiled excitedly.

"OK, I'll get on it," I replied and got out of the bath.

"If you don't mind, I'll stay here for another hour or so," Elizabeth grinned.

I sat down and sketched out my design and a specification. I rang Jim, my chief
engineer.

"Hey Jim, it's Henry, are you busy?" I asked.

"What the fuck do you think?" Jim was always blunt - true to his Yorkshire
upbringing.

"Seriously, can you spare a couple of days on a rush job?"

"Yeah, boss. The Atkinson contract is running ahead of time and I can leave it
to young Freddy (his second in command) to handle things. What's the job?"

"I'm going to fax you a design that I want you to work up. It's pretty straight
forward but I need it in a hurry."

"OK, boss," Jim replied and I rang off.

With the sketch I faxed Jim some notes explaining that this was a prototype
expandable dildoe and that ease of sterilisation was important.

The day turned out to be pretty busy. Elizabeth and I had a meeting with a
customer in the morning and Elizabeth offered to help out setting up the
symposium in the afternoon.

I was sat reading in my room about six that evening when Elizabeth walked in.
She sat down heavily on the couch and kicked off her shoes.

"I'm exhausted. I've been on my feet all afternoon and they ache something
fierce."

I sat down on the floor in front of her and took her foot in my hand. Slowly I
massaged it easing her muscles and tendons. I loved the feel of her soft foot
though her stockings. I raised her foot to my face and placed a firm kiss on
the cushion of flesh behind her toes. The slight sweaty smell of her foot
filled my nose and I felt my cock stiffen. Elizabeth looked at me with a
slightly bemused and slightly aroused expression.

"Take your tights off," I told her.

She stood and lifted her skirt. As she rolled her tights down I had a nice view
of her white panties and a slightly suspicious bulge below her mons - Elizabeth
was getting turned on by having her feet rubbed!

She sat down again not having pulled down her skirt. I began massaging her feet
again only this time taking the opportunity to kiss them. I gently took her big
toe in my mouth sucking it in and out. Elizabeth's eyes were closed and she had
a slightly flushed complexion. I ran my tongue between her toes relishing the
moist, salty skin. I lowered her feet and saw a huge bulge in her panty gusset.
The area where her erect clit pressed had a slowly widening area of damp from
her secretions.

Slowly I licked and kissed along her leg, over her knee and her perfect thigh,
until I reached her groin. I planted a firm kiss on her clit and, with a moan,
Elizabeth parted her legs. Firmly I tongued her damp panty gusset tasting the
sweat and other juices which had accumulated over the day.

"Don't," she gasped, "I'm smelly. I've had a tough, sweaty day."

I didn't answer other than to pull her panty gusset to one side and plunge my
face into her soaking wet crotch. Her vagina may have been small but her
lubrication system worked perfectly. She smelled gorgeous. A strong musky smell
with a hint of other odours.

"Please Henry, let me shower first," she moaned.

Lifting her legs I tugged her panties off. I hold her legs above me, revealing
her vagina and anus fully. I could see slight brown smears on her anus and
avidly licked at that her puckered button tasting her sweat and waste.
Elizabeth had given up complaining and had relaxed enjoying all the naughty
things I did to her. Finally, when I felt she was ready, I took her clit in my
mouth. Almost immediately she ejaculated. My mouth filled before I could
swallow and her slightly milky fluid dribbled down my chin.

Elizabeth leant forward and, taking my head in her hands, licked my chin clean.
She then kissed me deeply removing any residue of her ejaculate from my mouth.

"Hmmm, it does taste pretty good." she smiled. "Henry, if you want, you can do
it in my bum."

Now I had never tried anal sex. The idea had always excited me but my wife had
refused point blank to allow me near her puckered opening. None of my
subsequent dates had been up for it either. Somehow I felt guilty about taking
Elizabeth up on this offer. Would she get any pleasure out of it?

"Are you sure about it?" I asked.

"Yes. You know when you pushed your finger up my bum yesterday?"

I nodded.

"Well although I hate to admit it, I found it very sexy. I think your cock up
there might be fun."

"OK," I finally agreed. "Let's give it a try."

"First I need to go to the bathroom then I'll be ready." Elizabeth trotted off
to the bathroom.

She left the door slightly ajar and I could hear the splash of her turds as she
emptied her rectum ready. I must admit the sound gave me a real boner.

I always keep a tube of KY jelly in my bag to facilitate the occasional wrist
job. I hunted it out and sat on the bed.

Soon Elizabeth returned. She knelt up, doggy fashion, giving me a full view of
her anus. Her abundant pubic hair spread over the top of her inner thighs and
around her gorgeous anus. Knowing she had just shit I couldn't resist kissing
it, tasting her rich smell. This time Elizabeth didn't complain - instead she
relaxed her sphincter allowing me to lick inside.

Gently I spread KY on her anus. Her anus was still quite relaxed after her shit
and I easily slipped two fingers in. Gently I moved them in and out opening her
up.

"Lay on your back," Elizabeth instructed. She squatted facing me over my groin
and while I held my cock still she gently sat on it. I felt against the slight
resistance and felt the head start to ease into her anus. At one point
Elizabeth stopped momentarily.

"That hurts a little, please wait," she whispered. Then after a moment she
resumed pushing down. With a slight pop I felt my cock-head enter. That was the
worst bit over and my cock easily slid into her wonderfully tight rectum.

"Wow, that's good," Elizabeth gasped, mirroring my feelings.

Slowly she eased herself up and down on me while teasing her clit.

"That's amazing," she gasped, moving faster.

The sensation of the rubbing of her tight bowel wall was delicious beyond
compare and I felt my cock begin to swell as my orgasm approached.

"You're getting bigger," Elizabeth looked at me in surprise. "That's so good!!"

"I'm coming," I warned her, only to trigger her moving faster. My semen burst
from me in a torrent and pulses of exquisite pleasure coursed through me.
Elizabeth gasped at the feeling of me filling her, triggering her own orgasm.
Her own fluid jetted from her clit, splashing up my chest and over my face.

"Ooops," Elizabeth giggled. "That was messy of me."

She leant over kissing me and licking me clean.

Slowly my cock began to shrink.

"Er... Elizabeth, we have a slightly messy problem. What do we do with my
little gift." I asked.

Deftly she slid her hand between her cheeks and as my cock slipped out she
pressed her hand over her anus.

"All I have to do is get to the bathroom now," she smiled. And mustering all
the dignity you can when you're naked and you have your hand pressed over your
arse, she waddled into the bathroom.

The next day was fully occupied by the symposium and we had hardly a minute
free. As I walked to reception at the end of the day to collect my room key the
receptionist handed me a small parcel which had been delivered by courier. It
looked like Jim had delivered as required.

Once in my room I opened the parcel. It contained a plastic container, a bottle
of biocide and my little invention packed in a polythene bag. There was also a
written note from Jim.


"Henry.

"Here is your little widget. I consulted with the company doctor who has
advised me on a few design and use issues. Firstly there is a flange at the
base which ensures the device cannot be lost inside the body. The adjuster is
recessed into the base allowing the used to sit down with it in place without
any discomfort. I've also fitted a tiny vibrator unit in it with a small
control box. We tested it on the nurse who gave it 10 out of 10 for comfort and
pleasure! (don't worry, we washed it afterwards)

"Hygiene is crucial and it should be washed between uses in the biocide
solution for at least 10 minutes. The plastic container is designed to allow
you to suspend the device in the solution. The device is then washed in clean
water. It should not be used for more than 4 hours at a time. If the user
experiences any soreness, thrush or infection then use must be suspended.

Jim."

I examined the dildo and had to admire Jim's efforts. Beautifully sculpted in
stainless steel and covered in a butyl sheath. A short wire rang from the unit
to a small pink box with a clip, rather like a pager.

At that moment Elizabeth came into the room.

"Look what's arrived," I announced holding it up.

"Wow," Elizabeth was flushed with excitement. "Let me grab a shower."

Shortly she returned wrapped in a towel and sat on the bed.

"Put it in then." She was impatient.

I put a liberal blob of KY on the dildo and carefully eased it into her vagina.
It slid in smoothly leaving the sculptured flange nestling neatly between her
labia.

"It that comfortable?" I asked.

"Absolutely. It's a perfect fit." Elizabeth throbbed with pleasure.

I showed her the adjustment knob.

"Turn it clockwise to expand it. Make sure you stop before it hurts and don't
use it for longer than four hours at a time."

Impatiently Elizabeth turned the knob and grinned broadly as it expanded
filling her vagina to capacity. She pulled on her panties and clipped the
control unit to the waistband. She turned it on and gasped as the vibrations
filled her vagina. The unit was completely silent, again a credit to Jim's
work.

We had a dinner engagement with a customer that evening so we had to get
dressed. The whole evening Elizabeth sat with a slight grin of lust and
pleasure on her face. I noticed that from time to time she wriggled her rear,
presumably to tease further pleasure from the device.

Once the symposium was finished on the Friday we headed home. During the
journey I asked Elizabeth, with some trepidation, where she thought our
relationship was going. I reiterated what I said days before that I was smitten
with her and that I wanted to commit myself to her. Elizabeth was a little
reticent explaining that she had very strong feelings about me but that she was
reluctant to committing herself until she knew that she could function fully
sexually. This was important in reinforcing her self confidence and belief.
Reluctantly I had to settle for this.

Because it was the weekend Elizabeth agreed to stay at my house rather than go
back to her flat.

Once we got back to my house Elizabeth asked if she could shower. I showed her
the bathroom and pottered around while she washed.

I was sat checking some e-mails on my PC when she walked out of the bathroom
wearing my bath robe.

"Henry, I think your little device has done it's work and I'm ready to try the
real thing."

I was surprised. I had expected the stretching process to take weeks rather
than days.

"Are you sure you're ready?" I asked.

"Well put it this way, I can take the device fully expanded without any
discomfort. Are you bigger than that?"

I knew that the dildo had a maximum diameter for 2 inches so it looked like she
was probably ready.

She lay down and spread her legs. I knelt between her legs and licked at her
beautiful little vagina. It was wet and open. I licked and teasing sensing
Elizabeth getting excited. I stripped off quickly and lay on her, my cock
nudging her slit. Elizabeth reached down and taking hold of my cock eased it
into her. Slowly I pushed. It was tight but Elizabeth took me fully into her
without any pain or discomfort.

"At last..." she hissed exultantly. "Now fuck me."

Slowly I thrust in and out feeling her respond with her own thrusts. I could
feel her stiff clit rubbing against my belly.

"Oh god, yes..." she whimpered. Her eyes shut so as to absorb every nuance of
the pleasure.

As I pushed I felt more and more of my cock enter her as her vagina expanded.
Suddenly, without warning, she came. Floods of her ejaculate pouring over her
belly. That was it, I came hugely into her vagina, my fluids squirting out in
heavy jets.

Elizabeth had a look of amazement and surprise as she felt the throbbing inside
of her.

"Christ that was good," she gasped.

I had to agree.

After that Elizabeth had no need for her mechanical friend although she kept it
for use when I was away from home. Having achieved the ability to have proper
sex she wanted no artificial devices. Only my warm and fleshy cock would do.
Our full and highly satisfactory love making finally convinced Elizabeth that
her sexuality was complete and that there was no further barrier to us sealing
our relationship.

The prototype was so successful that I set Jim to work, as newly promoted
production director, making a range of similar products. I appointed Elizabeth
as design and technical director with oversight of product development. We even
designed a motorised one which could be expanded electrically. The products
took the sex aid world by storm - why settle for a plastic dildoe when you can
have one which you can set to your own preferred size? Demand was so high that
I converted all the production of my factory to making these devices.

Well that was five years ago. Having become multimillionaires Elizabeth and I
retired to the Bahamas leaving Jim to run the company as MD. This leaves us
plenty of time to experiment and fulfil our new roles as product design
consultants!

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