Womanhood for Jenny Chapter 2

"Are you going to stand there rubbing your tits in the doorway like the neighborhood tramp or are we going in?" Master Charles laughed as he swatted her ass hard enough to break her reverie.

"Oh sorry, Master, I was day-dreaming about going back to the islands with my new boobies, and...," jenny's laugh matched His. She thought how lucky she was to have such a strong, caring man who could accept and love a TG pain-pig like her. A broad smile lit her face as she realized that between the implants and the other surgeries 'down there,' she wasn't a TG she-male any longer, but a card-carrying woman, the bitch she was always destined to be. This fantastic man had made all her dreams possible.

"I think I'd like to lie down for a short rest before I unpack, Master, it that's alright with You," jenny said.

His arms engulfed her in a tit mashing hug and deep kiss that made her knees weak. "Of course, baby," Charles softly said. "I'll order some pizza or Chinese for supper so you don't have to cook tonight."

"Uh-uh, Chinese would be nice, Master. The island food was fantastic, but I've missed having Chinese," jenny answered.

Another kiss as His fingers tweaked her aroused nipples through dress and bra, and He sent her to the bedroom.

After bringing their luggage and souvenirs in from the car, He turned on the computer. Waiting for it to download all the E-mails from the law office, Charles mused about how His relationship with jenny had evolved over the years.An on-line meeting, many E-mails, pics, and IM's, then after that first motel room rendezvous, they began meeting regularly for sex. From their first E-mails both had been totally honest and crystal clear on what they sought. Seeking a true pain-slut, Charles hadn't really considered a T-girl, but jenny's pics and listed experience, preferences, and eagerness fit His needs so well that He began the E-mails that lead to that first meeting. The rest 'was history.