Poor Filthy Ana

My new me!

The phone rang as I was stepping out of the shower; it was Saturday and I was getting ready for my doctor's appointment at 1 pm. As I reached for the phone I quickly glanced at the clock, it was noon, so time was precious for me and I hoped it that call didn't take much of my time.

- Hello! - I said; a hint of happiness could be felt on the tone of that simply word I said.

-Mrs. Taylor, hello - it was my doctor's nurse Stephanie - I am very sorry to say this but Doctor Smith will be late today and will not be able to attend you. Something unexpected came up... Mr. Taylor's appointment will still be at 1 pm. We will call when he has time. Thank you for understanding.

-It's okay Stephanie. I will wait for your call; you know I need to see doctor Smith.

All of a sudden, I was in no rush anymore. I was going to stay home today and I was going to get pretty.

-Who was it dear? - Ricky asked showing up his head thru the door of the bathroom.

-My appointment was cancelled; something came up for Mr. Smith, but your appointment is still at 1 pm, so you better hurry up. Want me to go with you, dear?

-Nah, it's okay, you can stay home.- Ricky's brown eyes were fully eyeing me from head to toe and he simply said - those past six months in the gym surely paid off, you are looking so gorgeous, take good care of that body, please. - He said that as he went back to the bedroom.

I looked in the mirror; I was naked, he was right, my hair was wet, a few drops of water still running down my body. I was a bit short, 5' 2", 117 lbs. I grabbed my breasts, one in each hand; they were small, firm, perhaps because of the lack of use. It felt good squeezing them. I had promised to be faithful, and was determined to do so.

I wrapped the towel around me and went to the bedroom. He had his jeans on already and was buttoning his shirt up; gosh, he looked so handsome. He was 38 years old, 5' 8", and 187 lbs.

-I will wait for you here, then, okay, babe? - I said dropping the towel and grabbing his shoulders from the back - Perhaps we can do something tonight. He turned and said - mmm, perhaps... got to go now! - And he gave me a quick kiss on the lips and waled away.

He ran downstairs, and heard the door slammed. I looked thru the window as I saw our compact car being driven off by him.

I couldn't help but to think that he was running away from me, I felt lonely, but quickly brushed that feeling aside... it was a new me and I needed to be positive, perhaps he was just worried for his doctor's appointment and didn't have time for me right now. Maybe tonight he would have time for me.

I intended to get very sexy; so I opened a drawer and pulled out a Victoria's secret pink silk panties and a matching bra to go with it... Oh my God! They felt so good touching my skin. They fit so perfectly on my body and they looked good on me, too!

All of a sudden the phone rang again, I grabbed my mobile phone and saw Doctor Smith's name on the identifier -Hello Mr. Smith, my favorite doctor! - I said trying to sound happy pretending to hide my voice excited with emotion.

-Hi Mrs. Taylor - he said. I still couldn't get used to the idea of me being now Mrs. Taylor. Just yesterday I was Mr. Taylor and now I was trapped in my wife body.

-I will make it at 2 pm. Is that fine with you? -His deep voice sounded so manly. He was around 50 years old, still looked so strong; every time I shook his hand it felt like it was made of iron. He was about 6 ft and easily 215 lbs. He wore a close trimmed beard that made him look so handsome.

-Sure! I will be more than glad to see you today - I said, catching myself hoping it didn't sounded like if I was flirting; which I wasn't. -oh, and please don't tell Mr. Taylor, I will surprise him there, okay?

-Okay, see you at 2 pm, then.

Well, it was barely 12:30 pm. As I sat on the edge of the bed I wondered how I got into this situation. I very well knew the answer: It was this or our relationship would be over. We had been together for 20 years; I was 20 and she was 18. She was pregnant from somebody else when we got together, so now we had an 18 year old daughter. Victoria was a good daughter, she was smart, had good grades in school, and she respected me even though she knew I wasn't her real dad. She was the perfect daughter except that she was dating Tommy; he was the type of guy who always has girls around him; he was the school football star and I knew he just wanted to get into Victoria's pants.

My relationship with Ana was sour from the beginning, but we stuck to each other, may be she felt compromised because I took her daughter in, I don't know, but we were always arguing; for anything, she said I didn't give her enough in bed; but how could I? Deep down I always had thoughts of being with other men. Although I never carried out my secret fantasies because of fear of rejection. Besides, I did love my wife very much, or was it just that I was used to being with her? Or maybe I wanted to fit right in society as a normal person, I don't know, but I didn't want to lose her. On the other hand, I always had suspected that she was seeing other men; she always affirmed that she was a faithful woman and I never caught her with no one else, but the thought of her cheating was always there, I suspected any man around her.

Six months ago she told me she had found a doctor that could swap bodies. She explained to me that he did it with electrical shots on specific parts of the brain. That sounded crazy. I was just listening and then she told me:

-Richard, we need to do this to save our relationship. You have always a suspicious mind on me, and I don't get enough attention from you. I believe that if we swap our roles for a while, for six months, you could find out how faithful I have been to you. On the other hand, if I am you, then I can teach you want I really need done to me in bed.- Her voice was soft and hopeful.

-You are crazy, Ana! -I said.

-Well, it's this or we are finish. I don't want this kind of life forever; tomorrow at noon we have the appointment. - She said as she got up and started walking out of the room, then as she got to the door she stopped and she slowly turned around and said:

-Richard, I am not asking you, you have no choice, bitch.

So we did went, and six months later, just yesterday I woke up as a new me and was loving every minute of it.

Doctor Smith explained that we had to be careful and not make any decisions that would ruin the other persons reputation or life when we were on the swap. -Remember... six months and you will be back to your old selves again, if you want. And you wouldn't want a messed up life, right? - He said.

Back to reality, I had to get dressed for my appointment, what should I wear? I pulled a nylon hose on my legs; the silky feeling made me feel so delicious, I took a pair of blue jeans and put them on; they were so tight on me that I struggled a bit pulling them on. I looked in the mirror and I looked so hot; it was then I decided to go walking to my appointment. It was not far from home and I wondered how people would look at me. Was I hot enough to have men stare at me? How does that feel: being wanted by men?... I wondered as I put on some stylish brown knee high boots with no heels; that didn't do much for my height, but oh well, I was walking and wanted to be relaxed; I put on a white blouse revealing a little bit of cleavage. I sprayed a little Premiere on them, the scent was so sexy; I made me a pony tail; put on some quick make up; I had six months of schooling by my wife, and let me tell you that I did my homework. Grabbed a Balenciaga bag and as I put on some sun glasses I couldn't help to think: Oh my gosh! I am so glam and am proud of it!

As I walked out of the house I looked at the time, 1 pm, got one hour to walk, so I took a slow stride thru the neighborhood. I could see men staring at me, but I pretended to ignore them and kept walking as if they didn't exist. I started to shake a little bit my behind as I kept walking. About 10 minutes of this and I felt a car slowed down behind me, it slowed down to the point where the passenger window was next to me, and then I heard a voice said:

-Hi pretty thing! Can I give you a ride? - It sounded like a young man's voice, no more than 25 years old I guessed and felt so sexy that someone that young would find me attractive. I still ignored him and kept walking.

- Hey sexy! I don't bite; can I know your name? Please? - He insisted.

So I turned and said pointing at my wedding ring on my left hand: - Look young man! I am married.

-Mrs. Taylor! I am sorry, I didn't know it was you, I am sorry. - I was surprised to find out it was my daughter's boyfriend Tommy.

-I knew you were no good for Victoria, Tommy. You can't be walking around trying to flirt with every woman you see. - I said as I took my sun glasses off looking him straight into his eyes. -We definitively need to talk-

I said as I thought this was my chance to get things straight with him since my daughter had told us that Tommy had been insisted on having sex with her. Victoria was still a virgin and she wanted to remain so until marriage, the thing was that Tommy wasn't looking seriously at being committed to someone for life at such a young age.

-Yes Mrs. Taylor, whatever you say, but please don't tell Vicky. - I laughed inside; he looked so worried and felt a bit bad for him, so I told him: -is the offer for the ride still up?

-Sure Mrs. Taylor, I will take you. - He quickly got off the car and walked fast to the passenger door to open the door for me. I couldn't help but to feel good for that gesture.

-Tommy, please go to the park down on fifth avenue and stop there, what I have to say won't take long. - I had no idea how to start or what to say.

So he drove for 2 minutes and found a good parking place with shade from the trees. The doctor's office was less than a block away from there.

-Look Tommy, you know my Vicky loves you very much and she would love to marry you in the future. She hasn't been with a man yet and it disturbs her when you pressure her into having sex. I imagine you have been with other women, and I respect that, but I don't want my daughter to be another one on your list. Look Tommy, I can't tell her to leave you, and I can't tell you to stay away from her either, may be you will turn out to be a good couple in the future, but as of now I just want to ask you not to pressure my daughter anymore... please.

-Mrs. Taylor... hummm, I don't know how to say this, but I do love your daughter also. Is just that since I have been with other women I find myself wanting to have sex, the feeling won't stop and I am not in the position to promise you anything. I am sorry.

I looked straight into his eyes and felt a bit sorry for him; he was barely 20 years old and was at his sexual peek; he would have sex with anybody.

After like about 30 seconds of silence and looking at each other's eyes I told him with excitement: -Tommy! I have an idea! You know there are women who would have sex for money; you know, no feelings are involved just plain sex and after that each just go on about their own business. I could help you out with that!

Tommy's face froze, his jaw dropped and his eyes opened wide open. -Are you serious, Mrs. Taylor?

-Yes Tommy.

-But you are Vicky's mom, I mean; you are so beautiful I would love to make love to you! Are you sure you are not playing a game on me?

My face's turn to freeze now! Tommy was actually thinking I was offering myself to have sex with him!

-No, no, no, no Tommy! That's not what I meant; what I did try to say was that I could give you the money to go find yourself a prostitute and do your thing to her!

We both looked at each other for a long time, not making any move, and then we both started laughing at the same time. -You really thought I wanted to have sex with you, Tommy? - I asked.

-Yeah! I am sorry Mrs. Taylor. Ha, it sounded too good to be true.

I looked at the time, 1:35 pm; it was almost time for my appointment. I leaned over to Tommy and kissed him on the cheek and told him: - Got to go... but thank you Tommy for listening... and thank you for... mmm... thank you for thinking I am sexy enough to... never mind, that was very sweet, though.

I opened my bag and got two twenty dollar bills, rolled them up and kept them in my hand; I opened the door, got out and closed it softly behind me. I turned and leaned into the window and reached my hand into his hand giving him the bills and said: -Tommy, here is my part of the deal, please go see somebody, don't get your feelings involved, just do your thing, and call me Monday morning; we need to finish our talk about Victoria, okay? - He grabbed my hand, and there were a few seconds of silence. He looked me straight into my eyes and said:

-I will get me one, I will get a good one, Mrs. Taylor, no feelings involved and I will not pressure Vicky anymore.

He got the bills and put them in his pocket, I exhaled relieved that I had success with this matter. I hoped he got a prostitute before Monday.

I then turned around and walked fast. I reached the doctor's office and walked up the three steps towards the door and push it open. There was no one in sight.

-Hello! - I said softly, looking at the clock on the wall it was 1:45 pm. There was no answer.

I walked softly towards the rooms, and one more time I said softly: -Hello! - No answer. I looked into a room and there was no one there, just an empty bed. I tip toed into the second room, not wanting to make a sound, holding my breath and wondering where would my husband be, he was supposed to be having his appointment: a massage to get him used to his new body. Then I froze, I had a glance of Stephanie's back massaging Ricky, he was lying completely naked with a towel covering his eyes.

Stephanie was around 40 years old, and she looked very pretty; her body was almost like mines but looked taller because she wore high spiked heels. Richard had an erection and Stephanie had both hands on it, I was surprised because I don't remember ever having an erection that big. Stephanie was slowly stroking it up and down. Then I heard her say: -I think this body looks better on you then on your husband. - While she said that, she slowly pulled her mouth over the big purple head and wrapped her red lips around it. It was so big that she could barely fit it in her mouth.

I felt betrayed and took a step back, I couldn't watch any longer, I didn't want to make a sound. When I turned I saw Doctor Smith walking towards me... I walked towards him not wanting him to see what was going on behind that door. So I put on a fake smile.

-Hi Doctor Smith. I just stepped in and was looking for you.

He looked so big, bigger now that I had a smaller body. I took out my hand and he grabbed it with that big hand of his, it felt like a piece of iron and at the same time so gentle, and shook my small hand carefully. He pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

-Sorry for making you wait.- His beard felt so wonderful against my cheek and couldn't help but to smell his cologne, mmm so good.

-Please come into my office. - He said as he put his arm around my shoulder. -By the way, you look beautiful, Mrs. Taylor.

-Thank you! - I said, I felt flattered, just as a warning thought from my husband came to my mind: "be careful: every man will try to get into your pants". I reminded myself that I had promised to be faithful. And I did intend to, but now that I had found my husband with another woman, I didn't know.

Well, it was not Ricky's fault, I thought, he is as getting used to his new body just as I am. So I will give him the benefit of the doubt.

-Have a seat, Ana. - It sounded different now calling me by my name, more familiar, and I did like it. He locked the door while I took a seat.

-Take all your clothes off, and lay on that bed, please. We need to get you used to that new gorgeous body of yours. - At first, I was embarrassed, all I could mumbled was: -please don't look.

He laughed, and closed his eyes and said: -I won't look. Well, I have to, it just business Ana, so don't worry about an old man like me. I laughed and started stripping. Took my boots off, then my jeans. Then the nylon hose and my blouse, but kept the panties and the bra on. Got on the bed and he covered me with a sheet. -I said completely naked. - He commanded me.

So I did take them off under the sheets. I was nervous, but pretended not to. He took off the sheet and I closed my eyes, like if by closing my eyes he wouldn't have looked at my naked body. I wasn't moving at all, and then he said: -I think you got the best part of the deal, Ana; I wouldn't blame you if you decide at the end to keep this body. Do you like it, Ana? Do you like being a woman?

I didn't say anything, but was feeling butterflies in my stomach. I was honestly expecting him to start caressing me, but didn't make a move. I had made up my mind to stop him if he did, but deep down I didn't know if I would have had the strength to do it. -Mmmm, I don't think you know yet what that feels like, I mean, you can't answer that unless you have a man make love to you and penetrate you in any way possible, right? I believe your husband will do that part tonight; I will wait for your answer then. And if doesn't make you feel like a woman, someone else will, Ana.-

I heard him open a bottle, and rub something in his hands. He then placed his hands on my knees, I shivered but he leaned closer towards me and whispered softly: -strictly business, Ana... unless you tell me otherwise.

He started rubbing my legs and working his way up to my thighs, very slowly, but very firmly, I was very excited. He then rubbed my tummy, I loved the way he placed both of his hands on my small waist, he got to my breasts and then he suddenly stopped, he opened the bottle again and squirted some of that liquid on my breasts, I then knew he was going to spend some time rubbing them, but I didn't care. It felt so good.

Just then I heard a knock and he stopped. -Busy with a patient! - He yelled.

-Mr. Taylor is finished. - Stephanie said.

-Tell him his wife is here, she is almost done also.

-Okay.

He looked at me and told me: -Ana, get dressed and go to your husband. Be a real woman tonight, and remember, if he can't make you feel like a real woman someone else will, okay?

-He will, doctor, he will tonight.

He laughed as he walked out. I got dressed and walked out. My husband was talking to Stephanie and it seemed they were having a good time. They looked at me and tried to act formal, but there was a strong smell of semen in the air... I knew right away he had finished in her mouth, or her face, it didn't matter where, but he had been unfaithful to me. I walked towards my husband and threw my arms around his neck and kissed him in the lips, i wanted Stephanie to know that he was mine: -Hi baby! I miss you.

He pushed me away and he said: -Let's go home.

I couldn't believe it! A few minutes ago I had seen him with the biggest erection ever in the mouth of another woman and now as I tried to claim my property he pushed me away... that was so humiliating, and felt terrible. What was going on? Were they lovers? Did he love me?

As we walked out and got close to the car I waited for him to open the door for me, but nothing, he just got into the driving seat and waited for me to get inside. I did so and as I closed the door asked him:

-Ricky, do you love me? I love you, babe, but I think you don't.

-Why do you say that?

I told him straight out -Cause I think you are having an affair with Stephanie.

-You must be out of your mind! We barely swap bodies yesterday and you are already saying I am the unfaithful one. I tell you this much, I won't tolerate this shit anymore; you either apologize or else go your own way.