Becoming Charlotte – Part 3: Love, love, love (doo doo de doo)

I lay in bed, watching Andrew sleep and thinking how cute he looks. Now, I’m not one of those people with a fetish for watching people slumber, it’s just that since I became fully female I’ve never needed any more than 6 to 6 and a half hours of sleep and I don’t want to disturb him, especially as he’ll have to get up in about an hour so he can go back to his own room and get ready for his 12 hour shift.

 

Well, hello again! You must either really like my story or are just curious as to what happens to me this time. For those of you who haven’t read the first two chapters, I’m Charlotte, Charley for short. I used to be a man, but I got turned into a much younger biological woman by accident, about which my old self was not happy. I was taken to the company responsible’s institute, told I could change back and spent the intervening time doing a lot of masturba… exploration of my new body. I was then informed that there were complications changing me back, old self got very angry, which worsened when I was told I’m now stuck in female form as my DNA had stabilised. Basically, if I try to turn back now I’ll  explode (literally). I lost a mental battle to my former self who then snuck my new body out of the institute and got me raped, on purpose I might add, as a way to punish my psyche and my body. Prior to allowing me to resume control, he convinced me that it was my fault to the point that I refused to believe otherwise. I acted like a lunatic because of it, had have hypnotherapy to get free of it and also to get rid of my old self so I could survive and flourish. I was bought a house, I’m being given lots of money, though I can’t tell anyone in the media what happened. I then went on a series of excursions outside of the institute, designed to acclimatise me to being in the world as a woman, I was with a guy who was just supposed to chaperone me. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending how you look at it) I inadvertently gave him a major hard on our first night out resulting in him masturbating over me back in his room, just as I masturbated over how he looked in a tuxedo. After a few more trips out I realised I’d fallen in love with him, he’d also fell in love with me. I gave him an unintentional eyeful of my body under a very see through nightie and ended up purposefully teasing him whilst  getting dressed, trying to get him to make his move. I found out I’m lousy at pub sports and bowling, he bought me a ridiculously huge teddy bear and protected me from a drunk asshole. I made it abundantly clear I wanted to be with him romantically, I kissed him, he kissed me and we slept together for the first time last night (aaaaaaaand breathe!). Did I forget anything? Oh yeah, 90 percent of the buttons on his shirt are all over the floor of my room along with both his clothes and mine. So now you’re kinda caught up, let’s carry on, shall we?

 

I watch him sleep, the rise and fall of his muscular chest steady and alluring. My heart flutters as I gaze at him. “Mmmmm… Charley…” he murmurs, “just like that… that dress… mansion… no panties?…”

I gasp, using my hand to stifle a giggle. “he’s thinking about our first night out,” I think to myself “and adding a few details by the sounds of it.” I notice the large tent in the bedsheets, realising he has ‘morning wood’. I glance at the clock and note that he’s got to be up in five minutes anyway, so what the hell, huh? I giggle to myself “let’s give him something real to dream about.”

I slip under the sheets and position myself between his legs, staring at his hard cock. Taking it in my hand, I stroke it a few times, watching as a little pre-cum escapes the slit, scooping it up gently with my finger and licking it off. “Mmmmm… more!” I think to myself and I take his cockhead into my mouth, sucking on it and twirling my tongue around the glans. I take it deeper, sliding my lips further down his shaft and starting to bob my head, sucking and licking him as I inch it farther in. I feel him stir but I carry on, deepthroating his manhood and letting my throat twitch around it. He raises the sheets, still a little groggy, and smiles down at me cheekily. “and what are we up to, missy?” he asks with a grin. I pull my mouth off him long enough to say “just having some breakfast.” before engulfing the head, sucking hard and teasing it with my tongue.

 “keep that up and it’ll soon be delivered.” He says with a groan of pleasure. I start taking him deeper and suck him harder. I barely hear his warning moan as, a few minutes later, he explodes in my mouth and throat but I manage to swallow virtually his entire load, only pulling away from his cock when he’s fully spent, scooping up a little bit that managed to escape from the side of my mouth with my finger and sucking it off, before crawling up his body until I can kiss him deeply.

“Good morning, Darling.” I say when we finally break the kiss.

“Good morning  Gorgeous,” he smiles warmly at me “how was breakfast?”

“Mmmmm… yummy!” I exclaim happily, leaning down to kiss him again. He reaches up and starts to caress my breasts, I can feel his cock stirring back to life beneath me.

 “Maybe I should get some breakfast of my own…” he starts to say, leaning up and moving his mouth towards my left nipple.

“Sorry, babe…” I rest my hand on his chest, stopping him “you’ve currently got… 50 minutes to make it back to your room and get ready for your shift. Not enough time to have that kind of fun.”

He sighs heavily “Can we at least shower together?” he asks with hopeful eyes.

“Of course we can,” I say with a mischievous smile “but just a shower, no funny business Mister.”

I climb off him and get out of bed, heading to the bathroom, I hear a loud wolf whistle from behind me.

 “Boy! Would you look at that!” he exclaims loudly and I turn in the doorway and see him staring at my ass.

“48 minutes, lover…” I tease, heading into the shower and turning it on, letting the warm water run over my curves. I feel a strong pair of arms encircle my waist from behind and a semi-hard cock nudging my ass cheek. Turning, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him lovingly, feeling his hands slip down to my ass cheeks and squeezing them. He breaks the kiss, gazing into my eyes.

“Couldn’t we quickly…” he begins, I press my finger gently to his lips, silencing him.

“As much as I’d love that…” I say with a sigh “I don’t want you to get in trouble for being late.”

“I’ll probably be in trouble anyway,” he replies “last night wasn’t part of the assignment.”

I pull back a little, “You love me, don’t you?” I ask him.

“Like crazy!” he responds, pulling me close again.

“and I love you, they can’t have a go at you for making love to your girlfriend, can they.” I state with conviction.

“I guess not.”

“Good. Besides, I think it’s more likely they’ll give you a high five when they find out.”

He grins and pulls me in for another kiss before we wash each other’s bodies, taking great pleasure in teasing each other. Afterwards, I sit at my dressing table, drying my hair, my body wrapped in a silk robe as he puts his clothes on.

“How am I going to stand 12 hours away from you?” he says with a chuckle, buttoning the last two surviving buttons on his shirt and tucking it into his trousers.

“You’re in the entrance guardhouse today, aren’t you?” I ask and he nods in response. “I’ll come see you when I’m done with the therapist, how’s that?”

A huge,  mischievous grin appears on his face, “Cum see me?”

“Oh, you…” I giggle getting up and giving him a playful swat on the arm. I lead him to the door, kissing him deeply before opening it to find that Sally is about to press the buzzer.

“Oh! Hello Andrew!” she says, a little taken aback as he passes her. I let Sally walk in and I quickly grab Andrew, giving him a last kiss before sending him on his way with a smack to his ass. I lean against the doorframe and sigh contentedly as I watch him walk away, only turning to Sally after he looks back before disappearing around a corner.

“Oh my God!” she exclaims in a happy yet disbelieving way as I close the door. “did you two…? Have you…? For real?” she sits on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped in front of her mouth as I return to the dresser and start brushing my hair. “C’mon Charley, spill the beans!”

I give her a sideways glance, “I don’t kiss and tell.” I say with a sly grin.

“Oh don’t be a cow!” she says with a smirk, “did you or didn’t you?”

“Moo!” I giggle, looking a little sheepish. “Yes, we did… but that’s all you’re getting out of me.”

She squeals happily, “so… was it a one off or are you guys…?”

“Sal!” I say with mock indignation, “you really think I’m a one and done type of girl?”

“So you two are! Some of the other girls will be so jealous!”

I turn in my chair to face her, “I’m pleased to say that you have the unenviable job of telling the girls that he is now off limits.”

“They’ll go nuts! We haven’t had an office romance here in ages! Is he good in bed?”

“Sally! I’m not telling.”

“Oh come on, Charley, you’ve got to give me something.”

I sigh, knowing she won’t back off until I do. “Okay…” I try to think of something to tell her that a man wouldn’t mind being common knowledge so much, “I don’t think I’m back to normal size yet… down there.” I look downwards with my eyes, hoping she gets the hint. She does.

“So he’s a big boy then?”

I look at her with a sly smile, saying nothing.

“Did he cum inside you?”

I baulk at the question, a little pissed. “That is none of your business!”

“So he did then!” she grins, victorious, “good job you’re on the pill.”

“I wouldn’t have let him if I wasn’t.” I say with incredulity (which, to be honest, is a total lie. I’m so besotted with him that I would happily bear him a football team, starting now, if he wanted).

“Should I buy a new hat?” she teases me, “help choose the ring?”

“It’s only been a few hours, Sal.” I laugh, applying a little make up “I don’t think we’re quite at that stage just yet.”

“Got you going, didn’t I?” she says with a mischievous grin.

“You can go off some people.” I mock, heading to the wardrobe and choosing a thin dress.

“that’s quite revealing…” she remarks, “is that for his benefit?”

I look back at her, smirking “maybe”

“No undies I notice…”

I scoff, getting pissed again “I haven’t chosen them yet! But for your gossip information, no, I will not be wearing any when I go to see him later. Satisfied?!”

“Whoa! Calm down girl, I was only teasing.”

“I’m sorry,” I tell her, looking a little forlorn “it’s just… this is all new to me, I’m not sure I want it all to be common knowledge yet. I’m not entirely sure what I’m supposed to do either, how I’m meant to act. You know?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry too,” she responds, getting up and giving me a hug, “I sometimes forget that, I just see you as one of the girls.”

“It’s funny, you’d think I’d have a clue considering my ‘insider knowledge’ but it feels so different.  How do I act, Sal? Help me.” I beg, a pleading expression on my face.

“Easy, you tease him until he wants to tear your clothes off and make mad, passionate love to you…