I was panicking all through the evening until my husband came home around 830 PM. I rushed to the doors and opened it. The moment I saw him, a flurry of emotions washed over me causing me to quickly embrace him and started crying. When he enquired, I told everything about the conversation with Suba and her impending visit next morning.
Hubby was cool and calm hearing and didn’t show any reaction at all. How was he able to remain calm about this? He said he will take care of it and asked me not to worry. I proceeded to get dinner on the table while he went to have a shower. The dinner went quietly as hubby didn’t talk much… not even a comment about the food too. i was slightly disappointed.
He started watching TV as i quietly had my dinner and proceeded to cleanup the dishes and get things ready for next morning. While I was finishing the tasks, I could hear him talking to someone on the phone. Once I did everything, I heated a glass of milk for him and went to the living room. He was not there, i thought he must have gone to bed and yes i was right, he was in the bedroom.
I was eager and anxious to hear from him about how we are going to manage Suba. Once he drank the milk, he said He had already spoken to Suba and told her everything about our secret arrangement as he believed she would anyway find out once she meets me as they were too close to keep secret between us. Also he asked Suba to not come tomorrow and give us some more time to cope up with our situation.
He said moreover it would help me to have her as a friend especially in me adapting women’s life and the anticipated pregnancy. He also mentioned I could trust her and share my feelings with her as that would ease my journey as a woman. while I was shocked that he revealed our secret to an external person, I understood his reasoning and went along with it. I started to feel relaxed and was hoping that when she comes here she does not drill me with awkward questions or think me that I was a gay before. I was a heterosexual man before always and a heterosexual woman now.
meanwhile my hubby was looking at me and smiled. he started kissing me and said,
” Darling You have had a quite long and tough day, I’ll be happy to help you relax in the bedroom and make you happy!”
I backed up but he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him. Given the tensions i had throughout the day I never thought I would be ready for sex that night.
“Don’t men think about anything but sex?” I giggled. I was truly starting to relax though for the first time in the day.
Instead of pulling out and going to sleep I wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, telling him how much I loved him and how handsome he was. He increased the kissing intensity a bit more and started massaging me. This was sending a tingle throughout my body. I squeezed my eyes shut as we played tonsil tennis for what seemed like an hour or so. My female body was enjoying it and didn’t want to stop.
I lost myself totally when he cupped my breasts and started massaging them gently. I started gasping a bit heavily and went weak on my knees. my hubby, having been a woman before, exactly knew where to touch, to stimulate my body. What I didn’t expect was that this body becomes so horny and aroused. The next thing I knew was we were both naked and doing intense love making. I didn’t even realize when he undid my skirt, top and the lingerie. One difference with sex as a woman was that it would be so overwhelming waves of pleasure that it totally resets the memories, emotions in your body.
We were so tired by our long and intense love making that I didn’t know when I dozed off to sleep. I had a weird dream where I was 8 months pregnant with a huge belly and wearing a beautiful red saree, getting ready and all pampered before my baby shower function (valaikaapu). My husband commented that I was looking very pretty and predicted that this time would be a girl considering how glowing my face was! I was beaming to hear that!
I was a bit confused!. why did he mention This time? I thought this was the first baby we are going to have and I would go back to my male self after that. My thoughts were soon interrupted by a crying baby in the near by bed. There was a cute boy baby who was just 1 year old by looks. My motherly instincts suddenly kicked in and i realized it was my baby crying to be fed. I got off my chair as quick as I can with a huge pregnant belly and walked towards my baby boy. I closed the door and lifted him onto my lap and started breastfeeding. I had this indescribable sense of pride gushing through my body while breast feeding my first child and carrying my second one in my tummy. my husband came near me and kissed me on the forehead saying he loves me and our kids. My weak male was feebly questioning me as why I agreed to have another baby as we were supposed to swap back after first child birth. however my stronger female persona prevailed and it reminded me that soon after my first baby was born, I was the one who didn’t agree to swap back and also pestered my husband to have another baby. I seemed to have got pregnant within few months later as soon as my menstrual cycle kicked in.
it was still dark when I woke up. both I and my hubby were totally naked and the clothes were scattered all over the bed due to last night frenetic lovemaking. I remembered the dream I had and somehow felt comfortable with having another baby rather than ushering myself to swap after first child.
speaking of first child reminded me that my menstrual ovulation is coming in a week and we need to plan for it. I was hoping he would take me somewhere to an outstation nice place where i dont have to worry about anything about my new self. anyway that is for another chapter. I quietly gathered my clothes and headed for the shower as i had to cook breakfast. See you soon.