“After what you said last night, I think she’s going to visit more often.” That made me lean back, meeting her eyes, noticing the smile on her face. “Mark, I love her like a sister… Well, that would be weird as we fool around, but you know what I mean. She’s been lonely for so long, looking for the right man. She was right, she’s found him but he’s with me. So, as I’ve said from the start, I’m okay with occasionally sharing you with a friend, as long as you’re okay with it too.”
“What about when I propose?”
“Nothing will change until we get married. When you do propose to me, I’ll need to sit them down and discuss things. When we get married, you’re mine.”
Squeezing her hands, I said, “Cindy, I don’t want to do anything that with affect us. Me and you. I adore your friends, I really do, but you are who is important to me. I get we’re having fun, but once feelings get involved…”
She squeezed my hands in return. “Do you like Alexa?”
“Of course. I really like her, Cindy. She’s wonderful.”
“Then that’s what matters. Let her love you like I know how she wants to. We’ll both have fun with her.”
Meeting her eyes, hers just gazing back at me, I finally said, “Okay, if you’re sure this will work.”
“It’ll work. Trust me.”
After we’d dried ourselves off and returned to bed, she cuddled into my side as always, her fingers running up and down my chest. Always found it incredibly relaxing. Asking about her friend coming on Wednesday, as I actually knew nothing about her, Cindy simply looked at me and smiled, letting me know I’d find out what I needed to know when she arrived.
Sunday was a quiet day as always, though we kept Natalie with us until the early evening, just wanting some time with Cindy, her and I before taking her home. We played some games, watched a movie, spending lots of her time sitting on my lap, cuddling with her father. Cindy would cuddle into both of us, Natalie eventually ended up being snuggled between us, giggling away as we tickled her. In those moments, I’d see a flicker cross Cindy’s face, one I’d grown to recognise from the first time Natalie had stayed with us.
After dropping her off, I pulled the car up a few minutes away, turned off the engine, then cuddled her. She knew what I was doing and appreciated it. “Never gave it a thought until I met your daughter,” she whispered.
“Marriage. House. Pets… Kids?”
“How do we do the last one?”
“We’ll figure it out.”
Cindy and I finished work on Wednesday in preparation for her friend to come around to visit. Cindy knew her well. I’d obviously never met her. Didn’t even know her name. We were busy putting the finishing touches to dinner when the bell chimed meaning someone was downstairs. Buzzing her up, I opened the front door as we’d asked her just to wander in.
Hearing a ‘Hello, anyone home?’ from the front door, Cindy squealed and disappeared, returning seconds later with a brunette version of Alexa, if I was being honest. Tall, busty, blue eyes, utterly gorgeous. She blushed immediately as my jaw dropped, my eyes just drinking her in. Cindy smirked as I stood there, unable to move for a few seconds.
“Mark, this is Caroline. She knows all about you, Mark.”
Wearing heels, she was actually taller than me, having to aim up to kiss her cheek. “Nice to meet you.”
“You too, Mark. As she said, I know all about you.” She looked me up and down. “Hmmm. And I can see why.” She looked at Cindy. “He is as handsome as you said he was.”
“Um, thanks. So… Has Cindy explained everything?” I asked as she took a seat, Cindy finishing off the meal. I poured a glass of wine for both women, grabbing a beer for myself.
“Want the rundown of who I am?”
“Whatever you feel comfortable sharing.”
“Is it obvious I’m trans?”
“Not obvious at all. Cindy told me.”
She smiled. “Well, aren’t you just adorable. So I’m trans. Thirty-two years old. Lived as a woman for twenty years, one way or another. Parents accept me now, didn’t when I first started to transition I can understand why it might be difficult, so we’re in a good place now. One brother, one sister. I work as a paralegal. I’m bisexual with a preference for women. I have a nine-inch cock. Want to see it?”
“Show him, Carol. He’ll want it inside him later.”
“Hang on… What?”
“I’m teasing, Mark. But get it out, Carol.”
Caroline didn’t hesitate, standing up and lifting her skirt, her cock popping out and, as she stared into my eyes, got herself nice and hard. It was an impressive specimen. I think I might have licked my lips. “You think Megan will approve?”
“Definitely,” I muttered.
“I’ve sent Caroline some photos of Megan and she knows all about her. Including what happened with you.”
“Unusual an ex-husband would help his ex-wife in such a manner. Then again, Cindy told me you’ve been sharing a bed.”
“Yeah, the whole situation is a little weird.”
“Want to blow me? I haven’t blown in quite a while. Cindy said you’re quite good.”
I heard Cindy snort. “I said he’s fucking magnificent, Carol. Don’t sell my man short.”
“Caroline, while I’m flattered about your offer, Cindy and I have recently been discussing our life together. If you’d offered me to suck your girlcock a couple of weeks ago, I’d already be between your legs, as long as Cindy would have approved.”
“I kind of do now, Mark.” She squeezed my hand. “But I also understand why.”
Caroline smiled at me. “I also understand, Mark. I’m guessing, in many ways, this is still all rather new for you.”
“It is, and while Cindy and I will continue to have a little fun from time to time, our relationship is far more important, and I don’t want to put that at risk by constantly having someone else in the relationship. You know Alexa?”
“I adore her. And, yes, I know how she feels about you too.”
“Exactly. That already makes things a little weird for me. When I was with Megan, I was only ever with Megan. Now that I’m with Cindy, the fact I’ve had sex with others while being with her is a bit of a, putting it bluntly, mind-fuck. We grow up being told that monogamy is the right way, and all sorts of other stuff. I have to get over my societal conditioning and what’s expected of me.”
“Well, how about dinner and drinks, at least?” Cindy announced, “And you can get to know Caroline, and you can also tell her all you can about Megan.”
“She will know I’m a transwoman?” Caroline wondered.
“Yes.”
“And that won’t bother her?”
“I’ve been inside her,” Cindy replied, “Trust me, she’ll enjoy herself completely with you.”
Cindy cooked up a storm, the two women enjoyed a bottle of wine while I sipped at a beer. I couldn’t help check out Caroline as she was utterly gorgeous. Caught me looking her up and down more than once, surprised to see her blush each time. Again, I think there was an outward confidence while there were insecurities inside. Much like Cindy from time to time.
Dinner was magnificent as always, conversation flowing between the three of us. Caroline had a wonderful laugh, and regaled us with a few stories from when she was transitioning. Compared to some others, hers was a better experience, her family eventually accepting she was a woman, and her relationship with parents, siblings and extended family was as good as ever.
After dinner and cleaning up, I called Megan. She picked up quickly. “Hello, Mark. Natalie is already asleep. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. I actually wanted to speak to you.”
“Oh. What about?” She paused a moment. “I miss you.”
I sighed as it was entirely heartfelt. “I know, honey.” I saw Cindy smile, taking my hand, as I used her old pet name. I didn’t mind using it nowadays, and if it put a smile on Megan’s face, then that was only a good thing. “Listen, I have someone here who would like to speak to you. Her name is Caroline. Remember how Cindy was going to introduce you to a friend of hers? She’s had dinner with us tonight, and she’d like to meet you.”
“Can I talk to her?”
“Of course.” I handed Caroline my phone. “If you want some privacy, you can got sit in the spare room.”
She smiled, taking the phone, hearing her say ‘Hello’ as she disappeared into the second bedroom. Cindy took my hand and led me back to the living room, immediately straddling my lap once I sat down. “I would have loved to see her fuck you, Mark,” she said before kissing me, surprised at how passionate it was, “I’m not sure what it is that I love so much about it. Maybe it’s because you always look so happy at the same time, in addition to knowing my friends just love being with you intimately.”
“Guess Alexa will be visiting soon?”
“How many pictures has she sent you since Monday?”
“Quite a few.”
“And Emma?”
“She’s sent a couple too. Georgie just likes to text me. Cass… Cindy, does she have feelings for me too?”
“Remember that night at the club when she fucked you?” Nodding, she continued, “She text me the next morning. You made her feel so loved, so desirable, she confessed the very next day how much she already liked you. And if you’re wondering, Melanie adores you but she’s keeping her distance.” Resting her head against me, she sighed happily. “Is it still awkward? It’s okay if it is.”