The Apartment
Moving out of the small place he had lived in for the last four years was a little traumatic for Taylor. Part of him wanted to stay in his little hole in the wall and keep the world outside and part of him wanted to explore all that Barbara offered.
Packing up some boxes and seeing what few possessions he really had startled him a bit. He really had nothing to show for his 28 years.
Soon he would have an education and now he had a good paying job, even if it was being as kept gigolo fucking two women. Was it good fortune or the end of something grand: his life's dream?"
He had dreamed all of his life of having breasts and a pussy. He loved the anal sex and thought that he could keep a boyfriend or two while living with the two girls, but what about the dream. Was this a stop over or a change of life?
The more he thought about it the more he wanted to consider it a pause in the journey to womanhood. It would give him a good life while he saved his money for the surgery. The dream would live.
Barbara sent a truck and two men to get his stuff and they were amazed at the lack of it. It only took them two hours to move it all and Taylor sat in the middle of his beautiful new living room and looked at the boxes.
"You feel like breaking in that new bed?" He heard from the doorway.
"Hi Barbara, thank you for the help and the decorating. This place is beautiful."
She had decorated it like a ski lodge, with open beams, dark paneling on one wall, the fireplace was new and the bearskin rug on the floor inviting.
"How about the rug?"
Barbara giggled and walked to his perch on one of the boxes. "I paid a lot of money for that bed and I want to break it in right."
"Oh my." Taylor said.
They walked to the bedroom and Taylor looked over the massive king sized bed and beautiful comforter that was spread over it. He loved the four fat columns that made the corners and the heavy wood frame. It was beautiful. Maybe a little masculine but he really did love it.
"On top or under the sheets?"
"Definitely under the sheets, I am staying the night."
"Oh, I didn't see an overnight bag."
"I have already filled the closet and bathroom with things I might need."
"You do think ahead."
"Now make love to me Taylor. Make me feel like a girl again."
"That will be my pleasure." He said as he pulled her to him and captured her lips with his.
Sliding his hands in her waistband he slipped her pants down over her cheeks and pulled her blouse free. Running his hands up her back he found the clasp to the bra and set it free.
Stepping back she grabbed the tail of her shirt and pulled it and the bra over her head. Her exposed breasts hung heavy and free for Taylor to grasp and massage.
She held his head as he moved his tongue to her nipple and sucked in a mouth full of tit and lip massaged her.
"Oh God, you do that so well. I tingle all the way to my toes." She gasped.
Moving down with his hands he pushed her pants and panties down to her knees so she could step out as he held them.
Barbara was totally naked and beaming at her lover.
She reached for Taylor's groin and gripped his hardening manhood from the outside as he took off his shirt.
