Life with Brian - Sex Stories

Life with Brian

... unwrapped the shopping and put on the beautiful red dress. I felt better. Then I unwrapped the two other presents Barbara had bought for me. The first was a copy of ‘Everywoman’, which made me smile. The second was a very sexy blue nightgown. Brian came home at his usual time. As he came through the door I wasn’t sure what to do. He smiled one of his gorgeous smiles and told me how wonderful my hair looked, then swept me up in his arms and kissed me. I must have been a little cold, because he pulled back from me after a moment and asked me what was wrong. I looked across at the table, and he followed my gaze and noticed the ‘vitamins’ spread out there. He looked back at me and I caught a flash of guilt. Barbara was right. He reached out for me and held my hands in his. Looking deep into my eyes he said "Christina, I love you, I’ve always loved you. I love you more now than ever before. And you are truly beautiful. I didn’t know how to tell you before, although I meant to several times. But I knew you would like this. I knew this was right for you." We talked. Brian had gotten the pills from a nurse he knew. From what I could understand he had to pay quite a lot for them. But he knew what he was doing medically. At first he had just given me antiandrogens, which were the things that had made me weak and tired and caused me to lose a lot of my muscles. It wasn’t until later that he’d begun substituting estrogens and progesterones for the other vitamins, and my breasts and ...

... hips had started growing so much. He told me he just couldn’t bear to watch me trying to be a guy, since inside he could see a beautiful woman. Brian said a lot of other stuff, mostly about how he wanted nothing more than to make me happy and to be with me. I learned that Ashleigh had written to him ages ago to say that she had fallen in love with a Dutch guy while hiking and that she was moving somewhere in Asia with him and wasn’t coming back. Brian had been very hurt by that, but that it was the thing that cleared his mind and allowed him to see that the reason he hadn’t been happy with her or other girls was because he really wanted to be happy with me. I have to admit that all his talking began to overwhelm me. I was trying to be stoney faced and angry with him, but he gradually wore me down. Eventually he even got me to smile a bit. He knew then that I had forgiven him, even if it might take a while for me to tell him so. He knelt on the floor beside my chair and produced something from his pocket. I hesitantly took the small box, knowing what would be inside (I might be dumb, but I’m not completely idiotic!). It was a small ruby and diamond engagement ring. I looked at him and he returned my gaze. I was speechless for a few moments. I wanted to slip the ring onto my finger, but I knew this was all too good to be true. "Brian, I can’t. I’m not really a woman." "Yet," he said seriously. "But you can think about that, can’t you? It can be a long engagement if you want." And ...