Life with Brian - Sex Stories

Life with Brian

... relaxed and smiled back. We went downstairs to the car. I discovered I had to be careful on the stairs in heels. In deference to my hair Brian left the top up although it was a balmy night. Brian took me to a wonderful little restaurant that was dark and intimate, and we were given a very private table over in a corner, with just a candle lighting it. At first I was very nervous that people in the restaurant would realise I wasn’t exactly a woman, and I was shaking a little as we were led to our table. I couldn’t remember when the last time was that I’d eaten out. The waiter pulled my chair out for me so I could sit down, and I remembered to smooth my dress under me so it didn’t crease too badly. At first I was afraid to talk over dinner. I thought my voice would give me away. I didn’t have a very deep voice at all, but I knew I would sound like a guy when I spoke. So I let Brian do the ordering, and mostly that night I just listened to Brian talk, and asked him the occasional question to keep him going. He never had any trouble talking, and that evening he was especially witty and entertaining. I found myself laughing and smiling and overcoming my nervousness easily. As we left the restaurant I took his arm. He seemed to like it, and that made me feel good. When we got back to the apartment he undressed me slowly, murmuring his approval of my body before he once again laid me on the bed and made love to me. This time I wasn’t as scared when he came into me, and he lasted ...

... for longer. Afterward we lay together facing one another, both very happy. He asked me how I felt about the events of the day, and about looking the way I did. I told him I felt better then than I ever had before in my life. I also said that I was surprised by my reaction to all the changes in my body. I should have been afraid of everything that had happened to me, but instead I seemed to accept the changes quite happily. Maybe I had been meant to be a girl all along. "I’ve thought that about you for years," said Brian. "You’ve always fascinated me that way." Then he told me he’d like it if I kept on being a girl, his girl. I realised there wasn’t anything else I wanted as much. I ran my hands through the thick mat of blond hair on his chest and he told me he loved me, that he’d always loved me. We made love again and then finally went to sl**p. Next morning he woke me with a kiss. I saw that it was much later than I usually woke, and that we had both slept through our jogging time. So I hugged him and then jumped up from the bed and pulled on my panties. I borrowed one of his giant t-shirts, and trudged off to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to make breakfast for him. We each took our vitamins with orange juice, and this morning I decided to squeeze it, fresh, from the bag of oranges I had bought a couple of days earlier. As I finished squeezing the juice Brian came into the kitchen, showered and dressed for college. He patted me on the butt again as I poured his juice, ...