My Mistake

I lost my husband. The worst thing is that it was all my fault. Jeff was the only man in my life that ever loved me. I had many family issues and he stood by me all the time. We had been married six years when I screwed up our lives together. I am 5’4” tall, a very athletic and powerfully built woman. I am a nurse for a local hospital. My husband is 5’8”, but we weigh the same. He is a brilliant scientist. He gave me many things I never dreamed of having. A wonderful home and financial security among other things. The problem he had was that he is a very feminine man. He had very feminine legs and butt, thin waist and narrow shoulders along with almost no body hair. He was teased and made fun of all his life. He always said that the ridicule was the main reason he excelled at science. His kindness and compassion were what attracted me to him in the first place.

Amazingly when I teased him he was always good-natured and never got mad at me. But one weekend things got out of hand. Jeff and I were wearing shorts and T-shirts, servicing our pool one Saturday afternoon. Everything was just fine. We were just jabbering as usual. My best friend, Donna, stopped over to visit. I never understood why her and I got along so well. She was always mean to Jeff and she cheated on her husband constantly. And her husband Andy was Jeff’s best friend. She constantly tried to get Jeff and I in an argument and ruin our day. Jeff only put up with her because of me. My husband and I finished our pool and went to the bathroom. When I came back into the den, Donna had the TV on watching a western of some kind.

She explained, “I thought maybe you guys would be swimming. I just stopped by because I wanted to get away from my worthless husband.”

Cautiously I said, “You know girlfriend, he treats you pretty good.”

She laughed and said, “Carol, he never does anything I want to do.”

I shrugged my shoulders and peeked at the movie she was watching. When Jeff walked in there was a scene where a man and a woman were arguing. Finally she pushed him back. The man got mad and pushed the women. Then the woman pushed the man against the wall and he fell to the floor stunned. I spouted out, “Woman are just as strong as men!”

My husband responded saying, “No way. She just caught him by surprise.”

When Jeff walked to the kitchen I came behind him and told him, “I have news for you sweetheart, I’m stronger than you are!”

He turned with a smile and politely said, “Bullshit!”

Now I was actually mad. I loudly said to his face, “Just because you have four inches of height on me, my arms are twice as big as yours and I’m twice as strong as you are!”

For some reason or another I was mad and Jeff wasn’t. But Donna was smiling from ear to ear. She loved it when I got in an argument with my husband.

My husband grinned and said, “No you’re not!”

Now I was steaming. I thought a minute then told him, “Okay mister, we’re going to fight. I’ll wrestle you and the winner will be the best two out of three falls.”

He was surprised by my aggression but I continued, “put your money where your mouth is!”

I pushed him into the middle of the room. He was nervous I could tell but he said, “I don’t want to fight you with Donna here.”

I told him, “She stays. When I kick the crap out of you I want a witness.”

He crouched down and rushed me trying to grab me by the waist. I dodged to the side and pushed him into the wall as he went by me. He looked at me again and rushed me the same way. Again I dodged him and shoved him past me. Only this time he went to the floor. Before he turned around I pounced on his back. I got my arm around his neck and put him in a chokehold. He thrashed around with all his might but I held on tight. I finally got my legs around his waist and squeezed as tight as I could. I knew I had him now. I could feel the fight draining away from him. I asked him, “Are you ready to concede?”

He said “No!” Then he struggled some more.

I got him rolled on his stomach after releasing him from between my legs. I also released the chokehold but I pulled his head back and wrapped my legs around his neck. In two seconds I had my left leg around his neck with my right leg hooked over and around my left ankle. I grabbed my right ankle and began squeezing his head between my thighs. He was trying hard to keep the tears from coming, as his head was turning purple. He was flailing his arms but I kept the pressure on until he yelled for me to stop. When I released him I never had the feeling I had then. I had just overpowered my husband against his will. I stood up and told him, “First fall goes to the woman!”

Donna laughed out loud and said, “Way to go girlfriend!”

My husband stayed on the floor rubbing his head. I was feeling like I never had before in my life. I had a thought, grinned and went to the garage. I found what I was looking for. I found five pieces of thin, cotton clothesline, each piece between six and eight feet long. When I got back, Jeff was sitting but still rubbing his head. I tossed the ropes on the floor next to him. He looked up and asked, “What the hell is that for?”

I grinned and answered, “When I beat you this time, I’m going to tie you up good and tight!”

He got to his knees and said, “In your dreams!”

I looked at him and repeated, “I’m going to kick your ass again and when I get you down this time, I’m going to tie you up so tight that you won’t be able to move. And when I’m finished, your day is done!” From the corner of my eye I saw that Donna was grinning from ear to ear.

Jeff finally stood up and faced me. He said, “You got me once but it will not happen again.”

I crouched and stuck my arms straight out in front of me. He closed in and stuck his right arm out and clenched my left hand with his right hand. He slowly stuck his left arm out but before he clenched my right hand, I grabbed his right wrist with my right hand, swung my body under his right arm, twisting his arm with me. In a flash I had his right arm wrenched behind his back pushing his hand toward his shoulder blade. He winced in pain and tried to rotate to relieve the stress on his arm. But I stayed behind him and got my left arm around his neck and pulled him back. He struggled hard but I had him on the floor in less that a minute with me on his back, keeping him in a headlock and his arm pinioned behind his back. He was frantic now but I held on tight. Every time I pushed his arm up higher he grimaced in pain. Like the last time I could feel the fight leaving him. I had him and he knew it. God I felt amazing!

I whispered in his ear, “I got you sweetheart, I’m stronger than you are!”

I gave his arm another push and he yelled, “Stop Carol, you win. I concede!”

I kept pressure on his arm but I slid onto my knees. He brought his left arm out beside his shoulder. As quick as lightning I release the headlock, grabbed his left arm and pulled it behind his back. At the same time I let some tension off of his right arm and slid my legs around his arms. When I locked my ankles together I had both his arms pinned behind his back and locked between my thighs. He had another panic attack and tried to roll and buck me off. But without the use of his arms he was helpless. I picked up one of the ropes, centered it and began wrapping it around his wrists in each direction.

He tried bucking me again and cried out, “Carol, please don’t do this to me!”

I put eight coils around his wrists then went each direction between his hands. I twisted the ends together and cinched his wrists together real tight! He cried again, “Carol for God sakes, don’t do this to me!”

But I looped the ropes one more time between his hands, cinched it all super tight and I knotted it all off so tight that the knots nearly disappeared into the rope! Then I got off of his back. He rolled onto his back and with tears in his eyes said, “Carol, you beat me. I give up. I’m begging you to let me go.”

I picked up another rope and centered it. When Jeff saw that I was going to tie his feet together he started kicking his legs at me. He begged me, “Carol don’t do this to me!”

I stepped over his belly and sat on him. I slid out on his thighs until I could get my legs wrapped around his legs. Then I clamped his legs together between my thighs. My husband was in tears now but I tied his ankles together exactly the same as I had bound his hands. I made the ropes, the cinches and the knots as tight as I could make them. I was feeling more powerful by the minute and I loved the new feeling. I slid back to where I was sitting on his belly again. I picked up another rope, centered it and I tied his legs together below his knees, precisely the same way and just as tightly as I bound his hands and ankles. I got off of him and he asked, “Carol, why so God dam tight?”

I just grinned at him and picked up another rope. I centered the next rope and rolled my husband on his belly and then I sat on his butt. I asked him, “Have you ever been tied up by a girl before honey?”

He was really struggling to keep his tears from flowing but answered, “Of course not!”

I giggled and said, “Good, this will be a new experience for you then.”

When I draped the rope over his arms above his elbows and looped them twice, his tears did begin to flow. In total defeat now he moaned, “Carol please don’t do this to me. The fucking ropes are already way too tight!”

I couldn’t stop now if I wanted to. The feeling of strength was overwhelming. I drew the ropes tight until his elbows banged together. Then I put eight coils around his arms, cinched them up solid twice and double knotted his elbows together. My husband was whimpering now which I certainly understood. I picked up the last rope and doubled it. I got down beside him on my knees but he drew himself into the fetal position. He said, “Carol, enough is enough. Let me go and I’ll leave. I’ll stay in a motel, just stop now!”

I looked at him and said, “Honey, let me explain what’s going to happen here now.” I slid my hand up inside his shorts and lightly grabbed his nuts. I continued, “In a couple minutes you’re going to be hogtied. You have no choice in the matter. However you do have a choice whether I have to crush your nuts first. No matter what you decide you will be hogtied so tight that you won’t budge. It’s your choice but make it quick.”

He dropped his head and straightened out and got back on his belly. I said, “That’s a good boy.”

Donna softly said, “I think he’s actually a girl! Hell his legs and ass are sexier than mine now.”

We both laughed as I stuck the doubled end of the last rope between his wrists. I grabbed his feet and bent his legs up behind him before pushing the doubled end between his ankles. I slipped the loose ends between the doubled end and pulled all the slack, which brought his feet to his fingers. I rotated the hogtie noose around till the doubled end was under his wrists. Then I pushed his feet down and pulled the rope until the ropes binding his wrists were solidly against the ropes binding his ankles. My husband groaned but my power trip kept me from having any sympathy for him.

I looped his wrists and ankles three times, ran the ends perpendicular to the last ropes and cinched his wrists against his ankles solidly. Three super tight knots later and my husband was now hogtied so tight that he could not move. His hands were far past his feet and he was arched into a slight bow. I stood up and said, “Bet you can’t get out of that!”

Donna high fived me when I sat down across from her. Donna exclaimed, “Girlfriend, I can’t believe what I just saw! You were sensational! I am impressed Carol.”

I giggled and said, “I warned him.”

Donna added, “Your sure did! I still can’t believe you kicked the shit out of your husband.”

My husband looked up and asked, “Carol, you made your point. If you would please untie me, I’ll leave and stay away as long as you want me too.”

I smiled and told him, “Sweetheart, your ass belongs to me right now. And it will remain tied up for as long as I feel like it.”

Donna could barely contain her pleasure seeing my husband in this predicament. My husband wouldn’t stop begging. He continued, “Carol you’ve got me bound way too tight. You’ve got to untie me please!”

I stood up and opened the junk drawer. I found a roll of two inch wide, rubber electrical tape and a pair of scissors. I sat them down beside his head and said, “Honey, I’ve got good news and bad news for you.” He groaned loudly before I continued, “The good news is, I am going to untie you honey. But the bad news is I’m not going to do it until tomorrow. When the sun comes up in the morning you will find your ass still tied up good and tight right where you are now!”

He moaned, “Jesus Carol.”

Then I went to our bedroom. I heard Donna tell my husband, “Another news flash for you shit head, your wife is stronger than you are!”

I laughed to myself and grabbed a pair of my panties and headed back to my prisoner. I got down along side of my husband and he was pleading with his eyes. I pulled some of the tape loose and sat the roll down. I said, “Honey, your day is over.”

I put my hand on his face pinching his nose shut and pulled his head back. As soon as his mouth opened to get some air I began stuffing my panties into his mouth. I had to use my finger to push it behind his cheeks to get them all in. But soon his mouth was completely stuffed with my panties. I took the tape and pushed the end down on his cheek and stretched it over his mouth. Then I started wrapping the tape around his head and over his mouth, pulling each wrap tighter and tighter. After ten wraps I cut the tape and smoothed it all down. I stood up and told him, “You lost! Have a good evening honey.”

I sat back down across from Donna and smiled big. Donna smiled back at me and said, “Girlfriend, I actually came to go swimming with you. But now that you’ve entertained me, you need to celebrate!”

I asked, “How do you mean?”

She continued, “Honey, I’ve told you a million times that you need to get rid of your husband and find a man. Now that this has happened, you need a night to have some fun. I’ll call Debbie and see if her and Stuart can come and hit the pool. Then I’ll call my latest boyfriend and we can all have a good time tonight. Hell Jeff won’t mind!”

I laughed and said, “Donna I need to think about that. I had a big fight with my husband but I need to think about that some.”

Donna kept going, “Well let me see if they are even available.”

Before I could react Donna grabbed the phone and punched in a number. Donna said into the phone, “Hey Debbie! What’s on tap for you and Stuart tonight? Great, how would you like to have a few beers and go swimming at Carol’s house? She’s celebrating tonight. Her and Jeff got into a big fight and she kicked the shit out of him, overpowered him and tied him up so tight he can’t move a muscle. As sure as I’m standing here. I saw the whole thing and she was fabulous. Of course he bitched but she shoved a pair of her panties in his mouth and taped it shut! He’s fucked and she has no intention of untying him any time soon. Great. You might want to pick up some extra beer. Good, we’ll see you then. Bye.”

She smiled and said, “This is going to be fun girlfriend. Let me get Mark here next.” She punched in another number and waited. I wanted to have some fun but I wasn’t sure about this. I was mad at my husband but I was uneasy about embarrassing him even more than I just did. Donna spoke into the phone again, “hey Mark. Would you be interested in a pool party tonight at my best friend Carol’s house? We’re celebrating! She got into a fight with her husband and beat the holey shit out of him. She got control of him and tied his ass up so tight he can’t budge! I kid you not! He did but she taped his mouth shut. Is your brother still staying at your house? Great bring him along. Tell him that Carol is a babe and there’s a great chance he’ll get a blowjob tonight!”

I yelled, “Donna, please!”

She kept on, “Good, I’ll see you then. Bye.”

Donna looked at me with a huge shit-eating grin and said, “Tonight you’re going to have some fun girlfriend. Now get your bikini on!”

I still wasn’t sure about this but I did put my sexiest bikini on. It didn’t take long before the doorbell rang. Debbie was Donna’s best friend and a good but fun loving girl. She had been dating her boyfriend Stuart for more than a year and he was a decent guy. I led them in and Debbie asked, “So you beat up your husband this afternoon?”

I giggled and answered, “we had an argument and I guess I didn’t know my own strength.”

Donna chimed in from the kitchen, “Hey guys, come look see what Carol has in here.”

When they saw my husband they gasped together. Debbie exclaimed, “Holey shit Carol! You did this all by yourself?”

Donna piped in and said, “She was magnificent! She completely destroyed him. I watched the whole fight.”

Stuart was speechless. Softly smiling he said, “I wouldn’t trade places with your husband for all the money on earth.”

We all laughed and Stuart asked, “Carol, how long do you plan on keeping him like that? Even Houdini couldn’t get out of that.”

I answered, “Probably till morning.”

Everyone laughed again as the doorbell rang again. Since this time it was Donna newest squeeze she answered the door. Mark walked in and Donna wrapped her arms around him and they kissed hard for a full minute. I walked up and Donna said, “Mark; this is my best friend Carol. Carol this is Mark. And this is his brother Adam. He’s here on vacation visiting for a week.”

Adam was about six feet tall, muscular and very handsome. I said, “Very nice to meet you both. Come on in.”

Mark asked, “Donna said you got in a fight with your husband this afternoon and beat the hell out of him and tied him up. Did that really happen?”

Donna led them to where Jeff was tightly trussed up. They both gasped just like Debbie and Stuart did. They said simultaneously, “Jesus Christ Carol. He certainly isn’t going anywhere!”

Everyone stripped down to their suits, grabbed some beers and we all headed to the pool. We all actually had a great time. After swimming a good while we all sat at the pool edge and chatted for a while. Soon Debbie and Stuart started kissing heavily and after that Stuart had his hands on Debbie’s boobs. Not long after Mark was doing the same thing to Donna. It started to rain and we all went back in the den. Donna finally asked, “Girlfriend, would you mind if Mark and I borrowed your bed for a while?”

I smiled and nodded, “Help yourself and take your time.”

They giggled as Donna led Mark by the hand down the hall. No sooner than they were out of sight Debbie asked, “Carol, would you mind if Stuart and I borrowed your spare bed?”

I nodded again and said, “First door on the right. Take your time.”

As they disappeared down the hall I looked at my husband. He was right in view and he was looking my direction. Adam finally said, “Carol, I want to come out and say that you are a beautiful woman. And I would love to fuck you right now. I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off of you all night.”

I told him, “Adam I am very flattered. My husband and I had a big fight and I’m mad at him. But I do not have the desire to cheat on him. I’m sorry.”

To my relief he did not push the issue. We just talked casually with no pressure. It stopped raining as quickly as it began. Eventually Donna and Mark came back to the den stark naked! They laughed and said, “We’re going skinny dipping!” Then Debbie and Stuart appeared also stark naked! They laughed and said, “We’re going skinny dipping!” Adam and I stood up and laughed also.

But Donna said, “Adam, pull Carol’s bottoms off while I undo her top. If all of us are going skinny dipping so are you two!”

In an instant I was naked. Donna said, “Good! Now Carol, pull Adam’s drawers off.”

I grinned but when I pulled Adam’s suit off I was staring at the biggest dick I ever saw. It wasn’t super long but it was unbelievably thick. Adam had no trouble noticing that I was staring. He laughed and asked, “What’s wrong Carol?”

I replied, “Nothing Adam. It’s just that I never saw one of those anywhere near that big.”

After the laughter died down we all went back to the pool. Soon we were all swimming again. But it didn’t take long for Mark and Stuart to start playing with their women again, especially now that they were naked. But I had a hard time keeping my eyes off of Adam’s enormous dick. I kept trying to imagine what it must look like when it was erect. After about an hour Mark and Stuart had been sucking on their women’s tits for a good while. Mark finally got out of the pool and said, “I’m sorry all but I need to fuck my woman again.”

We all went to the den again while Mark and Donna went back to my room. Of course Debbie and Stuart went back to the spare bedroom again also. Adam and I sat on the couch together and I couldn’t help seeing my husband looking at me again. Not directly but I knew he could see us. Adam spoke up and said, “Carol, I know you have been staring at me for a long time now.”

Nervously I conceded, “I admit it Adam. I’ve never seen a dick half as big as yours and I’m a nurse.”

He laughed at that but I asked, “Adam, can I feel it?”

He smiled big and said, “Absolutely.” I slowly reached over and touched the tip with my finger. No sooner than I rubbed it a little it started to grow.

I said, “I’m sorry Adam, I didn’t mean to get you worked up.”

He replied, “Carol, rarely does a beautiful woman touch my dick. I’m asking you not to stop.”

I continued running my finger up and down Adam’s dick and it continued to enlarge. Finally I couldn’t stop myself and I closed my hand around the shaft completely. It kept growing thicker and thicker. When it finally stopped getting bigger I could just barely close my hand around it.

Softly Adam said, “You feel very good Carol.”

I hated the feeling but I could not stop myself. I kept my grip on his dick but I got off of the couch and got on my knees between Adam’s legs. I fought the urges but it was like an external force made me kiss the tip of Adam’s now huge dick. Then I took it in my mouth. I began to slowly suck on it. As I grew accustomed to its enormous size I was able to get it deeper and deeper in my throat while sucking on it harder and quicker.

From the hall I heard Donna say to Mark, “Oops! Lets go back honey.”

I heard Mark ask, “What’s wrong baby?”

Donna giggled and said, “Carol is giving your brother a blowjob!”

They giggled but going by Debbie and Stuart’s room Debbie asked, “What’s going on?” Donna answered, “Adam’s getting a blowjob. Stay in the room for a while.”

Eventually I had nearly every inch of Adam’s dick down my throat. After about fifteen minutes of sucking the air out of Adam he stopped me. He pulled me to my feet and he stood up next to me. He looked at me and said, “No woman has ever done that to me before. You felt fantastic but Carol, but I’m about to explode. So will you please let me fuck you?”

I was in a different world now. I got down on the couch on my back. I grabbed his arm, pulled him to me and said, “Stick me Adam.”

He slid between my thighs and kissed one of my breasts. But soon I felt him poke the tip of his monster dick in my pussy. He had to go very slowly but I drifted into the land of ecstasy when his dick went all the way into my pussy. When he lifted his legs I closed mine and locked his enormous dick in my pussy. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he mashed his chest against mine. He put his arms under my shoulders and whispered, “Carol you feel terrific.”

I couldn’t describe how his dick felt in me. He would slowly thrust it out and in a few times and then put pressure against my clit. For some reason in the back of my mind I heard Donna in the hall. She told everyone, “Hold on a second so I can see what they’re up too.” Then I heard her giggle softly before telling everyone, “Adam is fucking Carol’s brains out! Better give them some more time.”

I was about to come unglued myself. Soon I had the biggest orgasm in my entire life. When Adam knew I had climaxed he sped up and his thrusts became faster and more forceful. But it only took another minute before he shot off in me. It took us five minutes to cool down and get our breaths back. Adam smiled at me and asked, “Are you all right?”

I answered, “You were unbelievable. Leave your dick in me until it goes down please.”

He kissed me then. I asked him to get me some tissue and he pulled out and headed to the bathroom. Then I saw my husband with tears running down his cheeks. I completely lost track of everything. But I knew from where he was bound that he saw me give Adam the blowjob. And I knew he watched another man plunge his enormous dick deep into his wife’s pussy. I couldn’t look at him. Adam returned with the tissue and I pushed it up between my legs and headed to the bathroom. I met Donna and Debbie in the hall. Donna grinned and asked, “Well girlfriend, what did that monster feel like in your pussy?”

I couldn’t help smiling also but I answered, “Completely indescribable! But man did it feel wonderful!”

They both laughed and let me get to the bathroom. I put my bikini back on before I returned to the den. Everyone else had also put they’re bathing suits back on. Donna said, “Girlfriend, we need to head home. But I want to thank you for a great evening.” Everyone chimed in saying the same thing. Donna grinned and asked Mark, “Is your brother glad he came with you?” Everyone laughed hard. Adam put his hands on my shoulders from behind me and we all walked to the front door.

Before Adam left he told me, “If you need any help, please let me know. I know things may be difficult now and I am truly sorry.”

I said, “Thank you, I appreciate that. I think I can handle everything.”

He kissed me on the forehead and everyone left. I went to my bedroom and showered. I put my bra and panties on and then my robe. I finished up for the night and went back to lock up the house. My husband was just staring blankly into the den. I closed up and locked all the doors. Then I kneeled down beside him. I asked, “Jeff will you look at me please?”

He rotated his head toward me. Softly I said, “I know you won’t believe me Jeff, but I never planned on any of this to happen tonight. I am so sorry I did this to you. But Jeff I have to be safe for the night. I’m not sure what you will do so I have to keep you hogtied all night. I’m sorry. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

His tears must have been all dried up because he just turned his head back toward the den. I honestly felt terrible. I hurt the only man that ever loved me. I barely slept at all. Despite the fact that I had never experienced the sexual bliss that Adam gave me, I tossed and turned all night. Soon after the sun came up I went to the bathroom and went to check on my husband. He was still staring blankly into the den when I kneeled down beside him. I asked, “Are you going to do anything stupid when I cut your gag off?”

He barely shook his head no. I cut the tape and removed it. Then I pulled my panties from his mouth. I could tell he was trying to get moisture back in his mouth. I gave him a minute and then asked, “If I untie you will you stay calm?”

He barely talked loud enough to hear but he said, “Carol, I can’t feel anything but tingling in my hands and feet. Please untie me.”

I couldn’t budge any of the knots so I had to get a knife and cut all the ropes. He simply collapsed and closed his eyes. I decided to let him sleep right where he was. By early evening he was still asleep. I put a blanket over him and decided not to bother him till he woke up on his own. When it got to where I was ready for bed, Jeff had not moved all day. I got down next to him to make sure he was breathing all right. His breath was shallow but steady. I had to work in the morning so I decided not to disturb him. I had a restless night. I actually could not believe what I did to him. He has stood by me through some very difficult times involving my family.

I got up just before my alarm went off. I tossed my robe on and went to check on him. The blanket was where I left him but Jeff was not there. I looked out the front window and I was relieved to see his truck still in the driveway. I started some coffee and I knew he was in his study. I could see light under the door so I softly called him. He finally responded, “What?”

I asked, “Will you talk to me?”

He answered, “not now, no.”

I expected that but I also asked, “Are you all right?”

He replied, “No I’m not.”

I decided not to push it so I had a bite to eat and got ready for work. As I was leaving I asked again, “Jeff, can we talk when I get home?”

His answer was the same, “Not now.”

My husband was not home when I got home. But none of his clothes or scientific equipment was missing so I was sure he didn’t just leave. I made a light dinner and hoped he would come home. He did come home but went straight to his study, closed and locked his door. I asked through the door, “Will you eat Jeff? I know you’ll be mad for awhile but I made you some dinner.”

He said, “Thanks but I ate on the way home.”

Again I thought best to let things die down. This went on all week but I still decided not to push him into talking. I knew if I pushed hard we would end up saying things we didn’t mean. On Friday before he came home, a doctor called to confirm an appointment he had for the following Monday. I had never ever heard of the doctor so now I really began to worry. When he got home it was the same thing. He went straight to his study and locked the door. Through the door I said, “Honey, a doctor’s office called to confirm your appointment for Monday. I never heard of the doctor. Are you okay?”

I had to prod him but he finally answered, “Its no big deal. The mole on my back is bothering me and he can remove it quicker than all the other doctors I called.”

I asked, “Do you need me to take you?”

He replied, “No, I have it covered.”

That was all I got from him so I again thought it best not to push him. The weekend went the same. He left early Saturday morning to do some collecting for his latest research. He got home late and did the same on Sunday. I was getting more and more depressed by the day. But I could not think of a way to make it up to him. Monday morning he left before I did. He also got home before I did. He was in his study as usual but he was sleeping already when I peeked in. He had forgotten to lock the door. But I didn’t disturb him. His door was locked the next morning but I still asked if he was okay.

He said, “The doctor did a little more work than we expected. I’m sore and tired.”

I was nearly in tears now and I asked again, “Jeff please let me help you if you need anything.”

He said, “I will.”

The only thing I got out of him the rest of the week was that he had to see the doctor on Friday to have the bandages removed and all the surgery checked over. I just did see him leave Friday as I got up. I noticed that he was wearing a sport shirt that appeared to be about three sizes too large and a jacket. It was the middle of summer and my husband doesn’t wear even a sweatshirt till the temperature is in the forties! But I didn’t say anything. But I was worried so I didn’t even go to work myself. I wanted to be home when he got back.

It was the middle of the afternoon when Jeff finally got home. I stood up as he came through the door. I knew something more than his mole had happened. His oversize shirt and his jacket were closed and it was ninety degrees out side. I asked him again, “Honey, what’s wrong? What happened?”

He turned his back to me and removed his jacket. Next he began unbuttoning his shirt. Even though he still had his back to me, my eyes nearly popped out when I saw that my husband was wearing a bra! When he turned around my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. He removed his bra and I was now staring at my husband who now possessed a pair of perfect, beautiful, and huge woman’s breasts. They were twice as big as mine and they were gorgeous! I stared for five minutes and I could not speak. He didn’t speak either. Finally he put his bra back on and loaded his melons back in. He put his shirt back on also but did not button it up then he walked to his study. I followed him into his study.

He sat at his desk and I sat on the small couch he had for when colleagues visited him. His shirt was still open and as I stared some more at his new cleavage line I finally asked, “Jeff, what happened? What did you do?”

He answered, “I decided to take Donna’s and your advice. I’m going to be a girl.”

I gathered my thoughts and asked, “What are your plans?”

He continued, “I’ve been seeing a psychologist for two weeks now. I have to live a full year as a woman before I can have my dick chopped off. So I had my breasts installed this week. Do you like them?”

I didn’t hesitate, “God they are gorgeous!”

He added, “My psychologist will handle all my legal work. I need to try to work here till I’m all finished. Then I’ll be out of your life.”

Tears welled up before I could stop them but I said, “Jeff, I love you and I don’t know what came over me. I don’t expect forgiveness but I want you to take all the time you need. Have you ever consider having this done before?”

His answer was, “When I was young I did. After I met you I didn’t have any issues. You never treated me like everyone did in my youth. I always knew you were just teasing me about my looks.”

I thought a minute then asked, “Can I make you a sandwich or something to eat?”

He replied, “I’d like that, thanks.” I made us some sandwiches but I felt absolutely horrible about all this. I cursed myself over and over. I carried our food and two beers into Jeff’s study. His shirt was still open when I sat his sandwich on his desk. I grinned and commented, “You sure have big tits lady!”

That broke the ice because he laughed sincerely. I felt better myself. I knew this was all my fault so I wanted to do something to help. We ate in silence but when I picked up his plate I asked, “Jeff, I want you to sleep in your bed tonight, not here on your couch.”

He asked, “Will you be in it too?”

I replied, “I want to be.”

He continued, “Then I will.”

I walked to the kitchen feeling totally relieved but I knew I really screwed up. He worked in his study for a while longer. I got cleaned up, finished in the bathroom and closed up the house. I came in and asked, “Honey what are you wearing to keep you dick so flat?”

He answered, “Just a tight, brief panty girdle.”

I nodded and asked, “I have to admit that your figure is fabulous! Have you thought about a new name?”

He answered, “My psychologist is going to help me with that when I see him on Wednesday. He can change my birth certificate, all my college degrees and high school diploma, social security card, bank documents and help with my driver’s license. I’m going to keep my middle and last names but my new first name will be Cheryl.”

I thought about that and told him, “I like that a lot honey, I really do. I’ll lay you out a big T-shirt to sleep in if you like.”

He told me that would be great. He showered himself. He was still wearing his bra and girdle under the T-shirt. He seemed much more relaxed himself. When I finished closing and locking up the house I came to bed. Jeff was already on his side under the covers facing away from my side. I slid in and turned the light out and asked, “Jeff, can I talk just a few minutes?”

He replied, “Certainly.”

I went on, “Honey I don’t expect forgiveness but I want to help you anyway I can. I am going to the mall with your best friend Donna tomorrow morning.” I felt good when he laughed. I continued, “I want to buy a lot of things to help you get started. I’ll get you a good supply of basic clothes. Some more girdles, some hose, some casual clothing like slacks, woman’s tops and even some dressier clothes. Is that your only bra honey?”

He said, “It is.”

I went on, “I’ll get you some more. What size do your boobs require?”

He giggled but answered, “This is a 34D. It is comfortable and it keeps the boys firmly in place.”

I laughed with him and said, “I’ll get you some more bras. How about your hair? Would you like a wig?”

He answered, “I would. Something my actual color but at least as long as yours, thank you.”

I added, “I’ll take care of that also. I’ll get you a good supply of make up and cosmetics so I can teach you how to do your make up. Would you like a casual, woman’s watch for your field work?”

He answered again, “I would Carol, thank you for all this.”

I told him, “I know I fucked up something awful Jeff, but I promise to make up for as much as I can. No matter what you think I love you as much right now as I did when we got married.”

He then told me, “Carol, I always knew I was never enough man for you. I always was amazed that you fell in love with me. With the exception of tying me up so tight and leaving me all night, you didn’t do anything wrong. As soon as I saw that guy’s enormous dick, I knew there is not a woman on the planet that would not have wanted it in her at least once. I understand completely how you must have felt, especially right after our fight.”

With tears in my eyes I slid up against his back and kissed the back of his neck. I put my hand on his hip and I felt enormous relief when he put his hand on mine and squeezed. For the first time in two weeks I slept through the night. I woke up to find that Jeff’s hand was still on top of mine. I knew he was awake when he squeezed my hand. I told him I loved him and got up to make coffee. When I returned he was in the bathroom. He came out still in his T-shirt and underwear. My God his breasts were huge! I kissed him on his forehead and went to the bathroom myself.

While we ate breakfast I told him that Donna was picking me up in a few minutes. He told me he would probably be in his study most of the day. When Donna arrived I hopped in her car smiling. Pulling out of my driveway she said, “It’s about time you looked happy. Did you finally get rid of your worthless husband?”

I looked at her and said, “I never really understood why you never cared for Jeff. Obviously he’s not a body builder but look at my house he’s given me. He allows me to excel at my profession. He does half the housework for us. We have a pool. Two new vehicles and he’s always home. He is also a brilliant man and I pissed that all the way all because of a big dick.”

Donna paused a few minutes before adding, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”

When we arrived at the mall I told Donna I was going to the big department store to buy clothes. She said she’d meet me there shortly. I picked up some things for me at each department that I picked things for Jeff. I got him three new girdles, in different colors. I picked some pantyhose and some woman’s tops. I got him some casual slacks and jeans also. I was looking at bras and I found the model and style he was wearing. I got two more of those and was looking at a very sexy bra when Donna met me. She giggled and told me, “Carol, you have a nice rack but unless you grow a lot, your tits won’t come close to filling out a D-cup bra.”

I smiled and said, “Jeff’s will.”

She stared and I continued, “He is going to have a sex change. He got his new breasts last week.”

Finally Donna said, “I know your just kidding me girlfriend.”

I followed, “His tits will fit into a D-cup, but barely. I’m finished in here. I need to look at wigs next.”

She was silent for ten minutes before saying, “Carol are you serious?”

I replied, “I am Donna and his figure is something straight out of a men’s magazine centerfold! You know how curvy his bottom is, now his top matches perfectly.”

Donna never said another word while I bought a pretty wig, a nice watch and all the cosmetics he would need. Last I bought him some shoes. I picked him out some casual flats and a pair of dress heels. On the way to drop me off Donna finally asked, “I think your telling me the truth. Is Jeff really going to be a woman?”

I answered, “He is. He has to live as a woman for a full year before they can do the final operation. So I plan on making sure he passes with no problems. With his figure he’s going to get hit on constantly.”

Donna dropped me off and said she’d talk to me later. When I came in the house Jeff was not in his study. I got nervous when I called for him and he didn’t answer. But I was relieved when I saw him servicing the pool. I put everything down and made us lunch. I stepped out and told him I had lunch ready. He had some real tight jeans on and when he walked away from me to put the skimmer net away and I grinned at his curvy figure. While we ate I asked him if he would like a bikini. He laughed and said, “I’ll have to think about that.”

He went back to his study and I rearranged his drawers and closet space to make room for all his new clothes. I went into his study and asked, “Honey, would you like your ears pierced?” He enthusiastically said he would. He put his work down and I led him to our bathroom and had him sit down. Ten minutes later he had pierced ears and a set of my studs in place. I told him we can get some rings next week. He seemed at ease now and I was so glad. I told him, “Honey, when you get yourself all fixed up I hope you understand that you will be fighting off men constantly. There is not a centerfold model anywhere that has a better body than you do.”

He laughed and said, “I hope you won’t object Carol, but regardless of what happens in the future I plan on keeping my wedding band.”

Before I could say anything I grabbed him and kissed him hard. I asked, “Can you tell me your schedule for next week?”

He said, “Wednesday I see my psychologist to get all my legal work changed and he will get me to a judge to officially become Cheryl. Then I have my boobs checked on Friday. After that I have two meetings per month with my psychologist to monitor how I’m doing as a woman. If all goes well, I get my dick cut off and my vagina installed in a year. Trust me I’m ready now.”

I shook my head and told him, “I will be with you every step of the way honey. When you see your doctor on Wednesday you will look fabulous.” Then I kissed him again. By Wednesday morning he was now in his wig always except in the shower. I purchased some small, gold, hoop earrings that he’s worn now along with a pretty necklace with a dragonfly pendant on it. His nails were all nicely manicured and polished. When he came out of the bathroom ready for his doctor’s appointment I froze! He was in a black, pants suit. The slacks snuggly framed his magnificent figure! He wore a lavender, pullover top that exposed just enough cleavage so that anyone would know there was a pair of magnificent breasts in there also. The dragonfly just touched the deep groove between his breasts. His nails were polished with lavender polish. His hair, eyes and all his make up was impeccable. I exclaimed, “Cheryl, you are absolutely breathtaking!”

He smiled and said, “Thank you a lot Carol. This means a lot to me.”

I kissed him as he left and decided to take a sick day so I could be home after he finishes his very important day. Shortly after noon I heard a car pull in. It was Donna. I let her in and she asked, “I saw your car. Is everything all right?”

I told her what all my husband was doing today and she thought and asked, “So this is really happening?”

I answered, “It is and she is drop dead gorgeous!”

Donna asked, “So your husband has big tits now.”

I laughed and said, “They are as big as yours and mine put together. But his figure is phenomenal! When he gets home he will officially be Cheryl now.”

Donna said, “I have to see this to believe it.”

I warned her though, “Donna, I would like you to see her now but I won’t stand for any insults. I fucked up bad and I promised I would help him all the way through this. Do you understand?”

She reluctantly agreed and gave me her word. After I got us both something to drink Donna asked, “So what are your plans now? Surely you can’t stay married to a woman.”

I told her, “She will be welcome here as long as she needs to be here. I wouldn’t have any of this without him. We will annul our marriage but I want to always be a part of her life.”

About four o’clock I heard my husband’s truck pull into the garage. When he came into the kitchen he was smiling and still looked absolutely stunning. He kissed me and showed me his new driver’s license. He was now officially Cheryl. I grinned and told him, “You might as well meet my girlfriend Donna.”

He laughed loudly and said, “I’d like that.”

I led him to the living room by the hand. Donna stood up with her eyes about to pop out of her head. I grinned again and said, “Donna, I want you to meet my best friend in the world Cheryl. This is Donna.”

Cheryl smiled and said, “Nice to meet you Donna.” My husband excused himself and went to the bathroom.

Donna was still staring as she left and couldn’t speak. I laughed and said, “She’s a babe isn’t she?”

Donna sat back down and looked at me. Five minutes later Cheryl returned but had her running shoes and white socks on. She had on her black short-shorts on and a white, sleeveless T-shirt with her hair in a ponytail. Donna stared again because all she could see was my husband’s super curvy figure and her big boobs proudly on display. Cheryl grinned and asked me, “Would you like me to make dinner tonight honey?”

I giggled and told her, “I already have it made baby. I just have to heat everything up. Why don’t you have a glass of wine and read the paper. I’ll be with you in a minute.”

She grinned and said, “I’ll do that. Nice to meet you Donna.”

Donna still didn’t know what to say but finally she got up and said, “I better leave you two. I’ll talk to you later Carol.”

Over the next year I got closer to my husband than I did all the years before our fight. He got even more beautiful as the months went on. He treated me every bit as generously and pleasantly as before. We continued to sleep together despite not making love anymore. But I actually began to love him even more. Finally the day arrived that he could complete his transition to become a complete woman. His surgery went perfectly. After everything healed she showed me what she looked like. There was no possible way that anyone could ever tell she was once a man. Her body was superb and she was totally at ease.

I begged her to stay with me. And she did! She also begged me to date. We annulled our marriage and she wanted me to move on in my life. She said if I found someone that fell in love with me that she would move out. We had plenty of money so finances were not a problem. She fixed me up for life out of her inheritance. One Sunday I was home alone while Cheryl was in the field. Out of the blue, Donna’s husband Andy came to my house. I opened the door and let him in. I had him sit down and I gave him a beer. Then I asked, “What can I do for you Andy?”

He said, “Carol, you know how much I care about you, but I need to talk with you. I’ve basically had it with my wife. I can’t take the constant cheating anymore. I don’t deserve it.”

I told him, “I couldn’t agree with you more. I never understood why she did it to you. I have told her many times how much you do for her and she just ignores me. I’m so sorry.”

He looked at me and said, “Then you will love the latest then. I’ll bet that in the last eight years, she’s fucked more than a hundred men. Then she blames it all on me. Like an idiot I have just closed up and buried myself in my work. Now believe it or not, she is accusing me of seeing another woman!”

I couldn’t help laugh but he went on, “Carol, the truth is I have fallen in love with another woman finally.”

I smiled and said, “Andy, you are a wonderful man. You certainly don’t deserve to put up with everything Donna does to you.”

He cleared his throat and said, “Carol, I need to make sure that this is all right with you. I value your friendship more than you know.”

I looked at him seriously and said, “Andy I appreciate that very much. Do not worry.”

He hesitated another minute and said, “The woman I fell in love with is Cheryl.”

When it hit me I broke out with a huge smile and exclaimed, “Andy that’s wonderful! No wonder she’s been up in the clouds for the past few months! Andy please tell me how long you two have been seeing each other and how far along is your relationship?”

He was visibly relieved but said, “Carol, we’ve been together for three months now. Friday night I finally made love to her.”

I was nearly in tears I was so happy. I told him, “Andy I love it!”

He giggled and added, “Well Carol, not every man admits this but no straight man in the history of the world does not fantasize about being with a beautiful, curvy woman with huge boobs! Sadly I am no exception.” I laughed again with him. He continued, “Well Carol, you obviously know that Cheryl fills the bill. We got a motel after I was helping her collect all day. I took her to dinner. When we got back to the motel she kissed me real hard. I pulled her sweater off then unhooked her bra. I put her gently down on the bed and kneeled beside her. I put my hand on her breast and caressed it. I kissed it and when I began to suckle her I had an accident in my pants before I could stop it! I felt like a high school kid!”

We both laughed together but I was so happy! I asked, “I take it you were successful the second time.”

He lit up and exclaimed, “Carol she felt wonderful. Trust me Carol, she is all woman.”

I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. I looked at Andy and said, “This is absolutely wonderful Andy. You have and will always have my full support. As a matter of fact, the man I’ve been dating and I are going to Bermuda in two weeks. I would love to have you and Cheryl come with us. Please think about it.”

He had tears also and said, “I’ll ask her. We would love that also.”

He got up to leave and said, “Carol, please keep this from Donna. I’m going to divorce her as soon as I can. Then she can do what she wants. Maybe the hundred men she sleeps with will take care of her.”

I kissed him on the cheek and told him, “I love you Andy. You have my word.”

I couldn’t wait for Cheryl to get home. Every time I thought about what Andy just told me, I welled up with emotion. Finally I heard Cheryl’s truck pull in the driveway. I couldn’t suppress my smile when she came in. She smiled also and asked, “You look happy honey, did I miss something?”

I replied, “Andy just came by to see me.”

Cheryl smiled and blushed but added, “He did? What was on his mind?”

I couldn’t suppress my laugh and answered, “Let me just say that I know why you’ve been so happy lately now! Cheryl, I am absolutely thrilled. He certainly deserves to have you honey.”

She looked at me seriously and said, “Carol, I wanted to tell you so bad. But we decided to hold off only to make sure that Donna doesn’t find out until we’re ready.”

I put my arms around her and hugged her tightly. Then I said, “I understand completely. But Donna will never hear any of this from me. By the way, Doug and I are going to Bermuda in two weeks. I asked Andy to grab you and come with us.”

She welled up and said, “Carol, we would love that!”

I laughed again and said, “Great. That means we have to go shopping tomorrow for new bikinis!”

We both laughed hard. I felt terrific.

 

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