I looked to my left, past Krystal, the American Hotel Manager, and beyond the Brenda Ltd. board members line. As the first VIPs approached, I could not see them, but I knew David and Sarah were somewhere down there, lost in the lights and bustle that the hotel opening had brought. One by one, I shook each VIP’s hand and then smiled as a cameraman took our photo, first with me, then with Brenda, and occasionally with both...

It was the grand opening night of Brenda's Art Deco hotel. Dressed in my long red ball gown, I nervously stood there at the head of the line, waiting for the VIP guests to walk up the red carpet. Glancing to my right, Brenda seemed a little on edge, her hand frequently dropping to my bottom and squeezing it in an act of self-reassurance. Earlier, I had found it quite amusing to learn that for all her pomp and ceremony, Br...

Continued… How wrong was I? There was Clare in her red ball gown, the silver-inlaid pieces glittering away as they caught the light. Millie was wearing a similar style of dress, hers white but with the same silver inlaid pieces, and they seemed to be dancing a perfect Charleston given the confines of the dress. As they did so, the photographer’s cameras flashed away, adding to the showbiz feel of the evening. Then the mus...

I stood there in front of the mirror, dressed in my black tuxedo, the reflection telling me I was James Bond. However, despite looking suave and feeling debonair, my overall demeanour was one of uneasiness. Tonight I was going to walk the red carpet and be thrust in front of the press. It was a thought that had me checking the tux’s lines once again, and then I heard Sarah giggling. “You are hogging that mirror longer tha...

Looking back, I couldn't help but smile as I drove home from David's flat. Our time together had rejuvenated our relationship, and I was reluctant to go home. I even got the impression that my boyfriend was genuinely shocked when he realised that since Crete, those were the first two days we had spent on our own together. Of course, in my own way, I had to subtly remind him of that fact, but he got the message. We needed...

Clare stood there in front of me, and I felt guilty. As I looked into my girlfriend's chocolate-coloured eyes, it had suddenly occurred to me that Clare and I hadn’t been alone together since before Crete. It was a thought that caused a wave of emotion to wash over me as I realised that I needed to make time for my second girlfriend. As I took in Clare’s beauty, I appreciated just how lucky I was. She was worthy of any ma...

Could I fall in love with another girl? As Brenda drove me to Karen's eighteenth birthday party, that question lingered in my mind. I knew that I desired children and that I wanted to bring them up with a man in a loving relationship. However, I felt that was still years away; even though I was already older than my mother was when she gave birth to me and my sister. I didn’t want to be like Brenda. In strict confidence,...

Continued… I suddenly declared, “Bitch, suck my cock!” Where those words came from, I didn’t know. However, I was both hot and annoyed at my two girlfriends. They had teamed up and played along with the deception of having my long hair cut short, even though I knew the truth was more complex than that! I felt sexually frustrated, having been teased and being close to cumming already twice today. What I needed was to cum—s...

I heard the doorbell buzz. There was an abrupt silence in the room; even though my mind was screaming at me, was I ready for this? With a sudden air of panic, I looked at Brenda and then Paula. Buzz… Buzz… “My dear, aren’t you going to answer the door?” Brenda was staring at me; the quietness between the three of us was suddenly broken. “Do I look all right?” I asked, still unsure. “You look fucking beautiful, my dear. No...

As I turned my key in Brenda’s front door lock, I felt nervous—really nervous—and that was so unlike me. Today was October 6th, 1987, the day of my femme girlfriend’s eighteenth birthday. It was also the day Karen wanted me to take her virginity, but only if I dressed like a man, and I mean really dressed like one, not just pinning my hair back and easing into a pair of jeans. During our last conversation on the subject,...

Sarah stood and looked at me. I nodded and then just smiled. We both knew I wanted her to explore her sexuality and have new sexual experiences, though I never said it. Have the same sort of sexual encounters that Clare already had. There was a hush in the air as Sarah dropped the top half of her kimono dressing gown, and her two perfect D-cup breasts came into Stanley’s and my view. He did not try to hide his stare or hi...

With my job keeping me busy and my birthday celebration slowly becoming a faded memory, Sarah and I slipped back into our new routine. This meant that I saw her every night except for Wednesdays, which was when she attended the local college to learn to speak French. Irritatingly, she still insisted that if I wanted to sleep with her on Friday nights, it would be on her terms. We would alternate between my flat and her be...

With both Clare and Sarah staying the night, we broke out the nibbles and, of course, the alcohol as we were celebrating my twenty-third birthday. I thanked both girls for a wonderful day, and then, as it was my birthday, I suggested that we should play a game of naked Twister. That proposal was immediately overruled. With a giggle, the girls playfully suggested that I had an advantage because my cock meant I had five app...

I awoke with a pleasurable sensation emanating from my cock, but as I lay there, my thoughts continued to linger in my dream—a dream I wasn't quite ready to give up. Clare and I were hand-in-hand running naked along the same Cretan beach that I went on holiday to. A naked Sarah was also there; she was splashing us, laughing, and we were having fun. We were a family of three. That pleasurable feeling started gently moving,...

In this new routine, Clare left messages on my flat answering machine for me or Sarah to call her back, wherever she may be. With it now free of charge, we made full use of it, as there were never any questions asked by Nigel, the company's owner. He told me to use it, knowing I was working too many hours and that it was going to take a while before the new employees were to come online. Speaking to Clare on the phone eve...