Part 7:

One evening I was sat alone staring at the television, not watching it. When my door bell chimed. What the, who the, oh for the love of whoever. I opened the door. There in front of me looking as lovely as ever, well even lovelier was Carla.

“Darling I’ve just heard today about your loss.” She told me with a sad face.

“Thank you, have you just driven all this way to tell me that, you could have phoned.” I replied.

“You can’t hug someone you love on the phone, and I love you, so much I want to share your sorrow. Also I didn’t drive all the way here from my home. I don’t live there anymore. I staying at a premier until I find somewhere local as I’ve transferred to your office, well our office if I can coax you back to work.” Carla told me still stood on my doorstep.

“Come in your shivering.” I stepped back, nearly slipping the pile of post and junk mail laying there.

Carla entered and closed the door behind her. She crouched down and started to pick up the pile on the floor.

“Leave it.” I told her.

“Some of this looks important, the junk stuff we recycle. Now go and shave that beautiful face that your hiding under that stubble.” Carla instructed me. “And anywhere else that needs shaving.” She added with a grin.

“I might be a while.” I answered.

“Take you time, I sort these into heaps and make us a hot drink.” Carla told me.

15 minutes later I had shaved and moisturised. I did feel a bit better, human almost. I didn’t dress in lingerie, it didn’t feel right. But I only had a femme dressing gown to wear. I tied around myself.

“That’s a bit better, I can see the person I fell for, and perhaps I might see her other ego some when soon.” Carla told me.

“Thank you sweetheart. I do feel more like me.” I answered

“I’ve sorted these into fast food, double glazing etc, stuff, junk mail. These look statements from utilities. And these few look important.” Carla had taken control beautifully. It wasn’t ordered, just common sense.

The junk went in recycle, one I kept it was advertising with a bit extra. What really made me keep it, was because was called ‘Bride2B’ “Collette’s”? Utilities were opened and checked, nothing scary there. The important pile, two were the same inviting to attend a local solicitor, which would be to my benefit.

The third item was a letter within a letter. Opening the first envelope there was a typed letter which basically told to only open after I had visited the solicitor and only open it in his or her presence. Mystery? Or what.

I showed the three letters to Carla.

“We that is you should make an appointment. It’s Friday so you probably won’t get one till Monday.” Carla sensibly suggested.

My mobile rang. “Hello. Yes it is. Thank you very much one more week Ok, yes I’ll return Monday week. I can? That would be fantastic. Yes I have a friend here now, I’m sure she will lift my spirits for next Monday. Thank you again, I really appreciate it.” And ended the call.

“Well?” Carla asked.

“Oh that was my boss, he has given me one more week compassionate leave, but I must return by 8am Monday week. He told me that if I want to return as Carole, I could. I wonder where he got that information from? I told him I had a very good friend here to help me and I would be in the office at 8 am.”

“Now we can bring Carole to life and visit the solicitor.” Carla took hold of my smooth carefully shaved face and kissed her full on her gorgeous lips. Carla’s tongue teasing the lips in front of her. Carole opened her mouth slightly allowing Carla’s to slip between them. They parted their kiss and looked at each other knowingly. Carla was sure she entice Carole to share her bed, but had no intention to pursue that pleasure yet. It was too soon, Carole was still hurting.

“It appears I can help you next week as I also have next week off.” Carla told me. Her eyes smiled as much as her face.

“While your hair is still damp can we style it to make you even more beautiful?” Carla asked.

I nodded, not wanting to refuse and upset Carla, although my personal thoughts were rub it dry and go to bed.

“Take me to your bedroom my sweet, ooh that sounds naughty.” Carla giggled.

She sat me down and noticed my nakedness through the front of my dressing gown.

“Perhaps you had better put something on, before I do something we might regret.” She told me. I took a pair of pale blue panties from my drawer and stepped into them.

“Oh what pretty panties and I love the colour.” Carla gushed. She took some large hair rollers from a drawer that I had opened for her. She combed and rolled and pinned. “Hair dryer?” She asked. I pointed to the left side cupboard on the dressing table. “In there sweetheart.” I told her.

Carla plugged it in and started to gently dry my hair.

“Mmmm, have you ever been given this sort of blow job?” She laughed.

When my hair was dry she carefully removed the rollers and teased my hair some beautiful curls.

“Now to set it off to perfection.” She told me. Picking up several of my makeup items she set to work, what normally took me almost an hour to do my own makeup. Carla had completed it in about half the time.

“Your very quick.” I told her after looking in my mirror.

“Les is more darling, just one last touch.” Carla whispered in my ear as she stood by the side of me. She picked up a lip gloss that had been Tina’s and painted over my lipstick covered lips.

“Good grief, I never realised lip gloss made such a difference.” I gasped as looked in my mirror.

“Let’s go back to your lounge and talk.” Carla suggested.

She was still fully dressed apart from her heels which she had left near the front door. I was only wearing my panties and a dressing gown. The television was still playing in the background while we chatted about Tina, me Angelo and her. What I thought my future held in store for me. We came to no conclusions.

“Well I think it’s time I left and went back to my premier room.” Carla started to get up.

“Why don’t you stay here I have lots of room and it warm and cosy.” I offered

“Yes please, I’d love to. She answered quickly.

Once again back in the bedroom, Carla was first to use the en-suite.

“I borrowed a new toothbrush from the cupboard.” She informed me.

My turn, in the bathroom I looked at my reflection. My makeup looked to perfect to remove. I just cleaned my teeth and removed the dressing gown. Hanging on the door. In bed Carla had covered herself with the sheet, looking at the stool her blouse and skirt was laid with her stockings, suspender belt and bra.

I climbed in under the sheet and Carla snuggled up close behind me, one arm over me.

“Sleep well my love, I’m here for you, for as long as you want me.” Carla whispered. I switched off the lights and lay still trying to hold my sadness in.

I could feel Carla breathing deeply her breasts pressed into my back. I must have fallen asleep eventually. In the morning I woke to see Carla heading towards the bathroom. Seeing that I was awake, she spoke.

“Good morning sweetheart, I wonder if I can borrow your dressing gown to grab a change of clothes?”

“What? You’re going to drive to the premier in a dressing gown and panties.” I queried.

“Oh no I have some spare clothes in my car.” She replied as she stood again to walk into the bathroom. That was when I saw the back of her black thong that was disappearing between her glorious bum cheeks. She came out carrying the gown and I had a clear view of her full breasts and the little bit of lace covering her pussy.

“Don’t be long darling, I want to make love to you as soon as you get back.” I said.

My dressing gown fell from her arm as her thumbs hooked into the string of her thong. The gown only just beat her thong to the floor. She hurriedly stepped out of it, pull the sheet off of me exposing my panties and bulge. She had them off almost as quickly as her own. Kneeling between my calf muscles she leant forward and took gentle hold of me slowly stroking me, bringing me to full hardness. She looked me in the eyes the looking down at my hardening piece of throbbing flesh in her hands she said.

“Oh I’ve missed you.” Look back at me she repeated her sentence adding too at the end. “Let’s lubricate this beauty.” She sank her moist lips over my exposed mushroom head and licked, depositing her saliva over it. Moving up the bed she still held me and slowly lowered her pussy impaling herself. She gave a huge sigh as she became fully impaled.

“Just stay still for a while while I enjoy this moment.” She sighed taking a deep breath making her naked breasts rise and fall. The mere sight of her sat on me was intoxicating. I couldn’t resist moving even a slight twitching inside her. She began to raise herself up then down slowly to start with, gradually building up speed. I was rising to her down strokes and almost slipping out on the up strokes. Before long we were at it light rabbits moaning, sighing, gasping and breathing heavily.

“You’re going to make me cum darling.” Carla managed to say breathlessly.

“Me too. Oh by the ……. I’m cumming.” And I did, so did Carla.

She fell forward, her breasts against my chest, we just lay there her head buried in my neck. I lifted her head and kissed her passionately tasting some of my pre-cum on her lips.

“Oh darling, I needed and wanted that, please don’t be cross with me for taking advantage of you.” Carla look longingly in my eyes.

“I could never be cross with you, my sweet.” I replied as my breathing returned to normal.

She rolled off as my now limp cock slipped out of her impregnated pussy. We snuggled I caressed one of her breasts, while she did her best to awaken the sleeping beast between my legs.

“Perhaps later.” She eventually uttered.

“I think you should move in here at least until you have found somewhere you would like to live. Let’s get dressed and go an get your clothes from the premier.” I offered.

“Um oh well Um yes. All my clothes are in cases in my car. I checked out of the premier last night after I’d got your address.” She nervously told me. Don’t be cross with me. Also I have found somewhere I want to live. Right here beside you.”

“You little minx, you planned this all along, who else knows? I asked.

“Nobody apart from Tina, and she’s not telling.”

“When did my Tina get to know?” I asked.

“At your wedding, she saw the love I have for you. She took me aside and told me about her condition and she didn’t have long to live. She told me to look after you and she gave me her blessing for us to be together. She was a remarkable woman.” Carla revealed.

“We still need to get your clothes out of your car.” I told her.

“Why, don’t you like me naked?” Carla was grinning like the preverbal Cheshire Cat.

We stayed in bed for most of the day, hugging,  kissing, making love. Trying to get me aroused for a second session, Carla switched round and kissed and licked our combined juices, not to be left out of the pleasure I lifted one of her gorgeous legs and licked along her pussy finding the sensitive area the clever surgeons had created for her. She gave a most contented sigh as I licked and probed, finding some of my cum I had spurted inside her.

Early evening we were hungry enough to venture out of bed. I didn’t have a lot of food in. I’d not bothered, I did have a pizza in the freezer. We decided to cook it. Not the most nutritious meal but it was food. After Carla asked to shower. I also needed a shower we had sweat a lot today.

“First you need a shower cap to keep your hair dry. We found one in a flight bag Tina and I were given when we went on honeymoon. I bought a tear to my eyes which Carla lovingly kissed away. In the shower well it’s a new experience to have your mushroom head fully exposed and the shower head spraying on your frenulum, try it girls you’ll love it. Carla got similar treatment from me and yes I took her from the rear straight into her warm wet pussy my fingers of one hand on her clitoris and the other tweaking her nipples alternately. Sex is clean not dirty.

After our shower we started to dress, when you’re dressed I’ll help you with your makeup. Then I need to take you shopping to restock your larder and freezer. I found my old faux boobs, I’d attach my new ones later when we had more time. I inserted them into my white bra underwired with lined lace cups. A matching suspender belt attached next followed by tan stockings the Brazilian style panties completed the set and kept me tucked back enough. A white camisole and white blouse completed my top half a a half lined flared flower patterned skirt completed my lower half, just my heels. How high? I didn’t want to tower over Carla, but fashioned demanded at least some height I chose 2 and a half inch heel. Carla had dressed tucking her breasts into her 3/4 cup bra. She calls them her girls. Then similar to me her suspender belt  holding her sheer stockings. Her top on and then her skirt.

“I think you forgot your panties.  I can lend you some.” I offered

“I’m going commando then I’m ready for when you are going to ravish me again.” Carla replied giggling.

In the supermarket, Carla kept finding excuses to either bend at the waist or crouch down to flash her stocking tops suspenders and glistening pussy at me and probably others as well. I was a good my own skirt was flared as my panties refused to keep me contained.

We rounded one corner and stood in front of us was my/our boss and his wife. A rather matronly woman very pleasant.

“Oh hello Carla, who is your lovely friend? This is my wife Clarissa. This is Carla, she has just transferred her from um I forget.” He introduced his wife and Carla to each other.

“This is Carole, she is returning to work after a short while while recovering from a bereavement.” Carla introduced me.

My boss opened wide as he looked at me. “Oh yes I remember, we will be happy to have you back, I hope you are coping well.”

“I have down days but Carla lifts my spirits and helps me get through.” I replied quietly.

“Good for you Carla, now we must get on. Our daughter is getting married soon and we have a Mrs Brideworthy visiting tonight with some books and catalogues of wedding dresses and Mother of the bride outfits.

“She is an absolutely brilliant lady who I’m sure will have something that you will love.” I told them.

Thank you, I hope to see you next Monday, Goodbye.” He leant forward to mwah by my cheek whispering, “you look fabulous.”

They left us to continue shopping. I spent quite a lot restocking my cupboards.

On the way home I told Carla about Mrs Brideworthy, but not about what she has in panties. I omitted information about Alana as well.

Back home I carried in our groceries while Carla carried in her suitcases (3). She didn’t have any furniture as she rented a fully furnished flat. I had cleared some space so Carla could put her clothes in a spare room.

Sunday I had a unexpected phone call, it was a number I kind of thought I remembered but when she spoke, I knew who she was. Collette. I put it on speaker as I was cooking for Carla.

“Hello sweetheart, first thanks for the recommendation, and second Alana and I have had an idea for expanding the business. As you know we have lots of wedding dresses on our racks that we can’t sell and new styles are always arriving. The unit next door with the flat upstairs has come up for sale. I’m not after money, I’m running an idea past you. We thinking of opening a dressing service. Guys turn up, transform for as long as they can. Use the flat to make tea, coffee. Chat with each other. Then return to guys and leave. Obviously they pay to borrow the dresses but Alana and I wondered if you had thought about Tina’s clothes?” Collette asked.

“I think that’s a wonderful idea, I’m sure Tina would have loved it.” I replied.

“Oh that’s wonderful.” Collette gushed. I heard Alana in the room call thanks Carole.

“I still have her lingerie and nighties, if your interested.” I offered.

“Brilliant.” Alana called. “When I’ve signed and got the keys I’ll be in touch.” Collette added.

“Mmmm just thinking about your touch.” I obviously said it out loud.

“Naughty, take care sweetheart.” Collette ended the call.

Carla and I spent the rest of the day sorting through Tina’s clothes, folding them carefully into cases. It did cause me several tears, which ruined my makeup.