Changes in Attitudes – Part 2
By Kathi Jo Daniels

Saturday, November 20, 2004 – Party

With the assurance that I wouldn’t be paired with a male, we attended the swinging party at Diana and Dawn’s. We knew Laura and were introduced to her business partner, Wanda. Two other couples, Mark and Nancy, and Roger and Lisa, were also introduced. Dawn served everyone a flute of Champagne.

To begin the evening, Dawn announced that Megan would start with Diana, and I would be with Wanda. The other three pairs would be: Mark with Laura, Dawn with Lisa, and Roger with Nancy.

Wanda led me into a bedroom. “I know you’re new to this, so try to relax and enjoy the evening.” She gave me a big hug and a powerful kiss, then untied my dress and draped it over a chair. I unbuttoned her dress and draped it over the same chair. She lay me on the bed, removed my panties, and proceeded to give me a wonderful blow-job. When I climaxed, she gave me a deep kiss and fed me my cum.

“How was that?” She asked.

“Wonderful would be a low rating. Fantastic. What would you like for me to do?”

“Show me how good you are with your tongue.” She lay on the bed and removed her panties. I started licking and sucking on her clitoris. As she began to respond, I dove deeper and finally brought her to a wave of orgasms. When she was spent, she pulled me up into a hug until she recovered. “You’re wonderful. What a talented tongue. I’m thoroughly satisfied.”

We held each other while she recovered, hugging and kissing. I unfastened her bra and nuzzled her nipples. She responded by moaning and hugging me. I nuzzled my way down between her legs and brought her to another wave of orgasms. She squeezed my head between her thighs until she recovered. “Oh, my goodness. Thank you. You made me feel wonderful. I’m sure Megan is a delighted woman.”

“Is this what we do? Engage in sexual gratification with one another, then get dressed?” I asked.

“A short answer would be, yes. We also develop relationships that extend beyond the evening. Not all of our social interactions include sex.”

“Thanks. I would be surprised if you had any problems finding a partner for sex.”

“Well, thank you. I take that as a compliment.”

We hugged, kissed, got dressed, and returned to the bar. When everyone was back, Dawn served drinks and asked how our first experience had turned out.

“Wanda’s a wonderful first partner. What a fabulous experience. Thanks for encouraging us to join you,” I replied.

“I agree with Joan. Thank you for inviting us. As you know, Diana is wonderful in bed. What a fun introduction to swinging,” added Megan.

“This may be the first time Joan has participated, but she’s a wonderful addition to our group. We had a great time together,” added Wanda.

“This was Megan’s introduction to girl-on-girl sex. We had an enjoyable time,” stated Diana.

We all hung around the bar with our drinks until Dawn announced the second pairing.

The second session had Megan paired with Dawn, and I went with Diana. Again, we went to a bedroom, hugged, kissed, and undressed each other. I removed her bra and began nuzzling her breasts, then migrated down between her legs. She lay back, spread her legs, and lifted her hips to meet my tongue. I dove deeper and finally brought her to a wave of orgasms. She pulled me up into a hug while her body continued to spasm. "Oh, my goodness, that was fantastic! I’m spent. What a wonderful experience! Thank you." She pulled me into a big hug and a passionate kiss. “You’re incredible.” She continued to hug me as she relaxed.

She rolled me onto the bed, removed my panties, and gave me a blowjob. As Wanda had done earlier, when I climaxed, Diana came up, gave me a big kiss and fed me my cum. To show my gratitude, I again began to nuzzle her breasts and worked my way back to her pussy. I licked and sucked until orgasms rolled throughout her body.
She again pulled me into a hug until she relaxed.

“Wanda told me there was more to this than just the sexual gratification. More about developing relationships outside the party atmosphere.”

“Yes. While we enjoy pleasuring each other sexually, other social interactions don’t include sex. This is primarily a way to relax and enjoy others.” We kissed, dressed, and went out to the bar.

Dawn and Megan had refreshed their drinks and were giggling like schoolgirls. “What are you two giggling about?” asked Diana.

“Remembering different events in the computer room years ago. When Dan failed to tell the Operations Manager that some new disk drives had already been installed and formatted. The OpsMgr went berserk and called Dan’s boss, who told him to calm down. Or, when Dan told the OpsMgr that system updates would be done on Sunday evening instead of Saturday. That got his panties twisted big time. Again, Dan’s boss backed Dan, and the OpsMgr could only whimper.”

“Oh, yes. Dan infuriated the OpsMgr many times. It was fun to watch,” added Joan.

Laura, Nancy, Roger, and Wanda came back to the bar at the same time. Dawn refreshed drinks while we waited for Mark and Lisa. With laughter, hugs, and big smiles, Mark and Lisa wandered back to the bar. “It appears that you two had a fun time,” suggested Roger.

“Yes. We enjoyed our time together and look forward to the future,” answered Lisa.

“Well, Megan, how did you enjoy your time with Dawn?” asked Diana.

“Wow. We had a wonderful time. I told Dawn that if this is normal for these parties, I would certainly hope to return,” she answered.

“Dawn. What did you do to Megan?” laughed Wanda. “You don’t have to answer because I KNOW what you can do!”

“And, Joan. How was your time with Diana?” asked Nancy.

“Absolutely. She took very good care of me and treated me well for being a newbie,” replied Joan. “This was a very enlightening introduction to swinging.”

Everyone refreshed their drinks, and Dawn announced it was time to change into our sleepwear before revealing the overnight pairings. Megan changed into a sheer black baby doll. I put on a crème baby doll. We returned to the bar. Lisa wore a red underwire baby doll. Nancy was also in a sheer black baby doll. Diana donned a white nightdress. Dawn also wore a crème nightie. Roger and Mark sported boxer shorts.

When everyone returned to the bar, Dawn announced the overnight pairings.
Megan with Lisa. Dawn with Wanda. Roger with Laura. Mark with Diana. I was paired with Nancy.

Taking me by the hand, Nancy led me into a bedroom and closed the door. “I know tonight is your first time. I intend to satisfy you. I hope that you will also completely satisfy me. We’re here to enjoy each other.”

We removed our nighties and lay on the bed, hugging and kissing. Nancy began massaging my scrotum and penis, which didn’t need any encouragement! Before I exploded, she slid down and gave me a wonderful blowjob. She swallowed most but gave me a deep kiss with the remaining cum on her tongue. “That was fantastic. Thank you very much. Is there anything specific you would like me to do?”

I’ll let you explore as you wish. When you do something I enjoy, I’ll be sure to let you know!

I began nuzzling her ears and neck, drifting down to her nipples. Her moans and hugs indicated this was something she enjoyed. After a few minutes, I continued down to her completely shaved pussy and began titillating her into multiple orgasms until she rolled away and asked me to hold her. “Thank you. That was fantastic. Yes. That was something that I enjoyed.”

We held each other while she relaxed. Nancy began nuzzling my neck while massaging my breast forms. She moved down and kissed my nipples. I could feel her, but it wasn’t the same as the feelings she had when I nuzzled hers. She turned and we were in a ‘69’ position, with her pussy in my face. When she began giving me a second blowjob, I started eating her. We climaxed at the same time. Nancy turned, and we hugged and kissed. “Okay. I’m exhausted. We can resume in the morning.”

“I agree. I don’t think you could coax me into another erection tonight.”

We put on our nighties, hugged, kissed, and slumbered off to sleep.

I woke at sunrise, went to the bathroom, rinsed the dryness from my mouth, and returned to bed. Nancy roused to my caressing, went to the bathroom, and returned.

“You wore me out last night. What would you enjoy?” I asked.

“Come here and hug me,” she replied. I kissed her deeply and moved down to nuzzle her ears, neck, and nipples. She responded by holding me tightly.

“That feels wonderful,” she moaned.

I put on a condom. Nancy lowered her pussy to my waiting tongue. I licked and sucked until she responded and achieved an orgasm. She scooted down over my breast forms and mounted me.

After I climaxed, she rolled off, and we hugged and kissed. I removed my condom and discarded it in a trash can.

“You’re a superb partner. I’m happy we spent the night together,” I stated.

“I enjoyed our time as well. You exhausted me with multiple fabulous orgasms.”

We hugged and kissed, put on our nighties, and went to get dressed for breakfast. I found an empty bathroom, took a shower, shaved, and applied makeup. I put on a red chiffon button-front blouse with a white wrap skirt. Megan found the bathroom I was in and also showered. She put on a geometric print skirt with a white ribbed Henley top. We went out to the kitchen.

Sunday, November 21, 2004 – After Party Breakfast

Roger was already in the kitchen, cooking our breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, hash brown potatoes, and toast. The others wandered in and found seats. Dawn poured everyone a cup of coffee and a Mimosa flute, then helped Roger serve breakfast. It’s amazing how quiet it gets when everyone is eating. When everyone finished, Nancy and Dawn gathered up all the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. Wanda and Diana cleaned the cookware, stacking clean pots and pans in the dish rack. Diana returned to the dining table with a pot of coffee to refill cups.

“Did everyone have a wonderful night? Megan, did you and Lisa have fun?” Dawn asked.

“Oh, yes. She’s a delight. Thank you for inviting us. This was a wonderful event. Diana, Dawn, and Lisa were a joy to party with. I’d never had sex with another woman until last night. I didn’t know what I was missing,” replied Megan.

“Joan, now that you have been introduced to this lifestyle, what did you think about the party?”

“This was such a new experience for me. I want to thank Wanda, Diana, and Nancy for initiating me into the wild world of swinging.”

“Megan and Joan might be new at swinging, but both were enthusiastic and wonderful partners. I’d be happy to include them in our group,” added Diana.

“This party was wonderful. We included Diana and Dawn in our group back in October. I would vote to add Megan and Joan. That would increase the group to 10. Might make sleeping arrangements difficult, but I’m sure we could work those out,” added Nancy.

“I agree with Nancy. We can find a way to include Megan and Joan,” replied Lisa.

“Not a problem. The next party will be at my house. I have 5 bedrooms. Let’s get past the holidays. How about January 15th? I’ll send out an email to everyone. If you have a conflict, let me know and we can pick a different date.” Wanda announced.

Everyone agreed to check their calendars and reply to Wanda’s invitation. With hugs and kisses all around, all the guests departed.

Sunday, November 21, 2004 – After the Party

On the drive home, Megan and I discussed our experiences. “What did you think of that type of party?” she asked.

“While in the moment, I enjoyed myself. Being with Wanda, Diana, and Nancy was very enjoyable. I discussed the purpose of the party with both Wanda and Diana. They explained that other social interactions happen without sex. I would enjoy hosting dinners, wine tastings, or game nights. I do have second thoughts about continuing with swinging. I want to have a meaningful relationship with you. Not a casual hook-up for an hour with just anyone.”

“I’m thrilled you want a meaningful relationship. Thank you. Yes. I agree with you that being in the moment, the feelings were enjoyable with Diana, Dawn, and Lisa. I had never experienced girl-on-girl sex until Diana, and then overnight with Lisa. Dawn was in female mode, though I did give her a blowjob. I agree with you on other social interactions. I’ll let Diana know that we don’t wish to continue swinging. She can let Wanda know.”

Since Megan was now living with me, she didn’t need to leave to get ready for work. We lounged around and ate tuna fish sandwiches with chips for lunch.

Mid-Afternoon – Dan called to announce his and Diana's wedding and invite us to attend on Friday at 2 PM. We were thrilled and accepted the invitation.

“I’ll go shopping at lunch tomorrow to find a wedding gift,” replied Megan.

“Okay. Thanks. You would do a much better job than I could.”

We had taco salad for dinner, watched an early movie, and went to bed. Megan would be getting up at 5 in the morning. I’ll have to get used to her schedule.

Monday, November 22, 2004

The last time I had to get up at 5 AM was to go bird hunting! UGH! Megan rolled out of bed, took a shower, and started getting ready for work. I crawled out of bed, started a pot of coffee, fixed breakfast, and packed leftover taco salad for her dinner. She would eat lunch in the cafeteria. Working a 12-hour shift, it would be too late when she got home to have dinner before going to bed again. After she left, I took a shower, shaved, and dressed as John for the day.

I went to the grocery store and bought food for our daily meals and Thanksgiving. Later in the afternoon, I prepared salad and meatloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans for my dinner. The leftovers will be packed for Megan tomorrow. She returned home just before 8 PM. We enjoyed a glass of wine together before she went to bed.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

We established a morning routine for the days when Megan worked. Her alarm would buzz at 5 AM. While she took a shower and dressed for work, I made coffee, prepared breakfast, and packed her meal. After she left for work, I took a shower and shaved. I dressed as John or Joan based on my schedule for the day.

I fixed a large entrée for my dinner, and packed the leftovers into individual serving containers and put them in the freezer for another day.

Our evening routine became a glass of wine together before Megan went to bed.

Thursday, November 25, 2004 - Thanksgiving

I woke up at sunrise and slipped out of bed, letting Megan sleep. After showering and shaving, I put on makeup and got dressed. Today, I chose a blue floral button-front A-line dress with black loafers. I started a pot of coffee. While waiting for Megan to wake, I prepared a citrus avocado salad, a broccoli and cheese casserole, and garlic mashed potatoes to go with a ham for Thanksgiving dinner.

Megan came into the kitchen after 9 AM with a big hug and kiss. “Good morning, Sweetie. Thanks for letting me sleep in. That’s a really cute dress. You’re doing a fantastic job with your makeup.”

I returned the hug and kiss. “Good morning, beautiful. Thanks. I don’t want you to be disappointed with my makeup. Are you ready for some breakfast?”

“Yes. What can I do to help?”

“Just pour yourself a cup of coffee, sit there, and look gorgeous. I’ll have breakfast prepared shortly.” We hugged and kissed again.

I prepared hash brown potatoes, bacon, wheat toast with orange marmalade, and two eggs each, over easy. We dined. Megan helped clean the kitchen. We read the newspaper and worked the Sudoku and crossword puzzles together.

“You know you’re spoiling me. Not that I’m complaining, but you fixing breakfast and packing my meal saves me a lot of time every morning. I want you to know that I appreciate your efforts.” She gave me a big hug and an enthusiastic kiss.

“Well, you do know that I adore you and want you to be happy. We have never put this into words, but I feel confident that you love me, and I hope you know that I love you as well.” I replied.

“Yes. I do love you, and I do know that you love me. I’m thrilled we finally verbalized our feelings for each other.” She gave me another tender kiss and a hug.

“I’m still getting used to your encouragement of my crossdressing. I thank you for allowing me to express myself as Joan.”

“As I told you before, seeing how you enjoy being dressed and how you are more comfortable within yourself is a joy to behold. You have a sparkle in your eyes. You’re much more relaxed and happier. Not to mention how much more attentive you are in bed. That’s the icing on the cake!” More hugs and kisses.
There were two NFL games on Thanksgiving Day. The 11 AM game featured the Detroit Lions hosting the Indianapolis Colts. In the 2 PM game, the Dallas Cowboys would host the Chicago Bears. I turned the TV on for background noise, occasionally checking on the scores. Indianapolis beat Detroit 41-9. I switched stations for the second game.

After the Cowboys won 21-7, Megan and I ate our Thanksgiving dinner at 5 PM. We had warm apple pie with vanilla bean ice cream for dessert. She found a movie and we settled in for the evening.

Friday, November 26, 2004 – Dan and Diana get married

We woke at about the same time. After waking up and going to the bathroom, Megan lay on her back. I scooted down and teased her upper thighs and around her lower stomach with my tongue. She began squirming as I licked her labia and nibbled on her vulva. It took time before she started moaning and thrusting her hips in the air, which made me probe even deeper.

As wave after wave of orgasm swept over her, she finally rolled away, grabbed my arms, and pulled me into a hug as her whole body quivered. We lay holding each other as she continued to shudder. When she finally relaxed, she mounted and rode me until I climaxed. We hugged, kissed, and enjoyed being together.

“Thank you, my love. I enjoy starting my day with you!” She kissed me.

I got up, showered, shaved, and dressed as John. I went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast. Megan came out wearing a dressing gown. Her hair was a mess, but she still looked delightful.

After breakfast, Megan returned to the bedroom to shower and get dressed. I checked my emails. No issues for the Friday after Thanksgiving. Most of the accounts I worked with were enjoying a four-day holiday. We had nothing to do until the time to leave for the wedding. I prepared a light lunch of ham and cheese sandwiches, chips, and lemonade.

We showered and dressed for the wedding. I wore a charcoal gray pin-striped suit. Megan looked lovely in a long-sleeve powder blue knit body-contoured dress with black pumps. The wedding was scheduled for 2 PM, and we left at 1 PM.

We recognized most of the attendees from the swinging party. Wanda and Laura greeted us, mentioning that this was the first time they had met John. Roger and Lisa were with Mark and Nancy. They also welcomed John, although they all commented that Joan was much prettier.

We met Diana’s daughter, Rebecca, and another girl, Kristi. Diana’s son-in-law, James, was tending to a baby, JD, Junior. Diana’s older daughter, Deborah, was helping Diana get ready. When everyone had arrived, Dan ushered us to the basement. Diana came down the stairs just a couple of minutes after 2 PM, wearing a gray, patterned knit, long-sleeved sweater dress that hugged her figure beautifully.

The ceremony went smoothly. Dan and Diana both said “I do,” exchanged rings, and kissed. They cut the wedding cake and fed each other a small piece. Mark opened bottles of Champagne and poured flutes while Roger served the cake. A tray of hors d’oeuvres was available. We congratulated the newlyweds and chatted with the guests. Dan reminded everyone about the celebration dinner at The Keg restaurant at 5 PM.

At the restaurant, we sat across from Kristi and Rebecca. Wanda introduced us to her brother-in-law, Judge Willox, who had performed the marriage ceremony. His wife, Patti, was Wanda’s younger sister, and they looked strikingly similar, both exceptionally beautiful.

We learned that Kristi was from Kansas, spent eight years in the Navy, worked as a cashier at King Soopers, and was attending Regis University. Rebecca managed a dental office in Colorado Springs.

Laura asked if we were ready to begin looking for a new home. We agreed to meet in her office the next day at 10 AM. She asked if we had a favorite mortgage broker or insurance agent. As we didn’t, she recommended we talk to Mark and Nancy Lewis. Mark is a mortgage broker, and Nancy runs an insurance office. I went to Mark and asked for his business card. Nancy said she was at the same phone number.

Dinner was wonderful. It surprised me when Dan paid the bill for everyone, including drinks! At the end of the evening, we exchanged hugs and kisses with most, including the newlyweds.

We returned home, undressed, put on nighties, poured glasses of wine, cuddled on the sofa, and watched a movie.

Saturday, November 27, 2004

Saturday morning, I woke up at sunrise and snuggled with Megan. She woke up and removed her panties. I brought her to multiple orgasms. When she was satisfied, she pulled me up and hugged me until she recovered. She removed my panties and mounted and rode me until I exploded. We hugged and kissed lovingly.

“It’s thrilling to start the day with you! I look forward to having a wonderful life with you. You make me so happy.”

“Thank you, Miss Sexpot. Are you ready to go find us a new home?” I asked.

“Absolutely! My Love,” she responded.

We showered and dressed for the day. Since we would be meeting Laura, I dressed as Joan in a blue cowl-neck sweater dress and loafers. Megan chose an empire-waist long-sleeve floral print with loafers.

We started the coffee maker and made breakfast. After eating, we cleaned the kitchen and got ready to meet Laura. Before we left, I called Mark and Nancy Lewis’ office. Nancy answered, and I asked her to email the loan and insurance application documents.

We drove to Laura and Wanda’s office, where we were greeted by the receptionist and ushered into a conference room. Coffee, water, and cookies were offered. A moment later, Laura came in.

“Welcome. Great to see you again.” She hugged and cheek-kissed us. “Oh, my heavens. You both look lovely. Joan, you’re much prettier than John. Both of your dresses are beautiful.”

“Thank you, Laura. You always look classy. Professional, but classy. As the saying goes, you’d look good in a dress made from feed sacks!” I responded.

“Thanks. That’s a compliment I hadn’t heard before!”

“Wow. What a beautiful wedding and fabulous dinner. They did a great job putting everything together in a short time. It was nice to meet Diana’s daughters and son-in-law. The baby was well-behaved – didn’t even fuss during the ceremony.”

“We were seated with Rebecca and Kristi during dinner and got to know more about them. Good thing Wanda was able to get Judge Willox on short notice,” said Megan.

“Yes. All the dominoes lined up for them,” I added.

“Based on your requests, here are listings of some homes I think will meet your needs,” Laura said, getting down to business.

She handed us each a bundle of listings, then turned on a projector so we could see larger pictures on the wall. Laura walked us through each of the listings, soliciting our comments and responding to our feedback, both positive and negative.

After the first pass, we removed four listings and returned for a second viewing of the remaining eight. We then prioritized our favorites and compared notes. Megan and I agreed on the top four and found two that we both put at the bottom of the list.

“Great. I’m glad you agree on the top four. You agree on five and six, just in a different order. You both feel that seven and eight are less desirable. We’ll visit six properties in reverse order of preference. Along the way, I know a great place for lunch.”

We went out to her full-sized SUV, Megan in the front passenger seat. I sat in the back seat behind Megan. Laura drove for some time before arriving at the first property, which we had ranked as number six.

After visiting four of the properties, Laura decided it was time for lunch. We were near mid-town Arvada. She turned into a neighborhood shopping center and stopped at Malone’s Clubhouse Grill. “This is my favorite place in this area. Their menu offers a large variety. I like their cashew and tuna salad. The burgers and hot dogs are also great.”

We entered a dining room that would accommodate maybe thirty diners, found a table, and sat down. A waitress came to take our orders. While waiting, I asked. “How long have you and Wanda been in business together?”

“We were working together when her husband died in an automobile accident. The driver of a cement truck was drunk. The lawsuit and insurance settlement allowed her to buy the brokerage. I invested with her and became a joint owner. This was over five years ago.”

“How did you two meet?”

“Megan and Diana worked as computer operators together at a data center in downtown Denver. Dan and I worked together in systems support for about four years,” I answered. “Megan still works downtown. I became an independent consultant about four years ago. We’ve been together for two years.”

“We were both married when working together. After our divorces, we reconnected, and here we are,” added Megan.

“It’s a small world. Amazing how many mutual acquaintances we have and how we come together.”

After lunch, we continued visiting and inspecting the two remaining properties. We returned to Laura’s office at about four o’clock.

“Thank you for a wonderful tour. I think we’ll need some time to digest everything. Would you care to join us for dinner? On a recommendation, we’re planning to visit 240 Union. We’d enjoy your company, and if you’d like to invite someone, they’d be welcome as well,” suggested Megan.

“240 Union is a wonderful restaurant. Thank you. I’d love to join you. What time would you like to meet?”

“It is now four-thirty. Would six-thirty work for you?”

“Yes. I look forward to meeting you there. I’ll check with Wanda to see if she can join us.”

Megan and I used the two hours to drive around and familiarize ourselves with this part of the metropolitan area.

According to its website, 240 Union offers a wide range of top-quality foods, including beef, pork, chicken, and seafood. They also offer hand-tossed, wood oven-roasted pizzas and specialty pasta. We pulled into the parking lot as Laura was exiting her SUV with Wanda.

“Great timing! Nice to see you again, Wanda. What a beautiful wedding,” offered Megan.

“Absolutely. Diana’s dress was exquisite,” answered Wanda. She also hugged and cheek-kissed Megan. “Great to see you two as well.” Turning to me, “I still say that Joan is much prettier than John!” she laughed with a hug and a kiss.

We entered the restaurant, and the hostess seated us at a booth. Our waitress greeted us, brought water with lemon wedges, and asked if she could get us anything to drink. Wanda suggested we had time for a cocktail before ordering dinner and requested a Cosmopolitan Martini; Laura, Diana, and I agreed that it sounded good, so we all ordered one as well.

When the Martinis arrived, we clinked glasses and took our sips. Megan started the conversation about the homes we had visited. “While the house on Queen Court suits our needs, I’m not thrilled about the floor plan. For example, when entertaining, the guest bathroom is on the opposite end of the house.”

“The house on W 38th Place has a much nicer floor plan. I like the three-car garage. The hardwood floors are beautiful. My only negative is the large kitchen island – it will seat six, while the dining area is smaller. Much of the basement is unfinished. We could build two offices down there.” I offered.

“The third house, on W 50th Place, also has a three-car garage and hardwood floors upstairs, with laminate in the basement. The kitchen island is more reasonable. The dining area is larger. While priced a little higher than we were hoping, it has been on the market for more than two months. Maybe they would accept a lower offer,” I added.

It became clear that our preferences were narrowed down to just two.

“Wonderful! This has been a valuable discussion. We’ll look more closely into these two listings and get back to you. Do you have anything scheduled for tomorrow?” I asked.

“I have a showing at noon. How does two o’clock sound? I can reserve those two properties for an hour each. That should give us plenty of time to tour and examine each one again.”

“That’ll be great. Plan to meet at your office tomorrow at two.”

“Outside of the swinging group, how do you know Roger and Lisa, and Mark and Nancy?” asked Megan.

“We helped both couples find their current homes. Roger and Nancy attended college together. Mark, Roger, and Lisa worked together before their divorces. Mark, Nancy, Laura, and I each own twenty percent of the First American Title office. Judge Willox's wife, Patti, who is also my sister, owns the remaining twenty percent and manages the office,” answered Wanda.

“You will probably meet Julie Beck at First American. She is my niece and the sister of my nephew Rex. He took photographs at Dan and Diana’s wedding. Rex is dating Judge Willox and Patti’s daughter, also named Julie. Mark usually calls on Dick Dean for appraisals. Roger, Lisa, Dan, and Dick were neighbors for several years. My ex married Dick’s ex,” added Laura.

“Incest is best. It’s a game the whole family can play,” I commented.

“Pretty close,” laughed Wanda.

“You should provide an organization chart!” added Megan.

After a wonderful dinner, Megan and I returned home. I printed off the loan and insurance application forms Nancy had emailed earlier. We sat down and filled these out, and I returned them to Nancy.

We changed into nighties, curled up on the sofa with a glass of wine, and watched a movie.

Sunday, November 28, 2004

After our new normal morning sexual escapades, we showered together and dressed for the day. Megan chose a blue and white Henley sweater dress. Joan opted for a mauve shirt dress. We both wore walking loafers.

After breakfast, we sat down to review our notes on the two properties we would be visiting later. We listed the pros and cons of both properties. Both houses offer easy access to I-70 for Megan to commute into downtown Denver.

We met Laura in her office at 2 PM. She greeted us with hugs and cheek-kisses, wearing a paisley cocktail dress with heels. “Great to see you again. You both look beautiful. Are you ready to revisit the two homes?”

“Yes. We reviewed our notes this morning. Both houses satisfy our needs.”

Her phone rang. She recognized the caller and took the call. “Hello, Tracy, what news do you have for me? Yes, she is standing here now.” Laura put her phone down and addressed Megan. “Tracy has a full-price, all-cash offer for your townhouse. Would you like to sign the acceptance right now?”

“Absolutely! That’s wonderful.”

“Yes, Tracy. If you can send the offer to me, Megan will sign it immediately. Thanks.”

“It’ll take a few minutes to get the paperwork ready for an electronic signature. Have a seat. We can discuss the pros and cons of the two houses while we wait.”

We referred to the listing printout Laura had given us yesterday. Megan had made several notes for each house.

Laura received an email with the contract for Megan’s signature. She signed and returned the contract to Tracy.

We visited both properties. Laura helped with the discussion of the pros and cons of both houses, but the final decision was left to Megan. (I may not be the brightest crayon in the box, but I do know when to defer!)

We returned to Laura’s office and submitted a full-price offer for the house at 11880 W 38th Place. It had been listed for less than two weeks, which led us to doubt they would entertain a low-ball offer.

To celebrate, we treated Laura at Rib City-Arvada. Of course, their specialty is BBQ ribs, with pulled pork, smoked turkey, and sausage links also on the menu.

After dinner, we returned home so Megan could get ready for work the next morning. We changed into nighties, poured glasses of wine, and cuddled on the couch to catch a short movie.

Monday, November 29, 2004

Over the next few weeks, Megan worked on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Her townhouse passed inspection and was sold. Our loan and insurance applications were approved. My condo went under contract, appraised above the offer price, and passed inspection. Our offer for the new house was accepted. It passed inspection and was appraised above our offer price. Closing for my condo and our new home were both scheduled, back-to-back, on December 30th.

********** To Be Continued **********

Changes in Attitudes – Part 3
By Kathi Jo Daniels

Thursday, December 2, 2004

I slipped out of bed, letting Megan sleep. I showered, shaved, and dressed as John. Megan came out after 9 AM.

After breakfast, while we were working on the crossword and Sudoku puzzles, I asked Megan, “Are you happy we’re living together now?”

“Yes. One major benefit is that you’re a good cook. I enjoy cooking, but on days when I work, it’s challenging. You’ve taken care of that chore. Another benefit is having regular sex. The girls at work are jealous of my meals and my smile!”

“I’m so glad you discuss our sex life at work. Slash sarcasm. I know you had a bad divorce. Are you averse to getting married again?”

“Are you asking me to marry you?”

“I didn’t ask that. I asked if you were opposed to being married again.”

“Not if you promise to love, honor, and obey me,” she gave me a loving kiss.

“Love and honor are no problem. The obeying part might be a challenge.”

“You’re such a goofball.” She punched my shoulder, hugged me, and we kissed passionately.

I asked Megan to grab her coat and purse. We drove to the Denver Tech Center.

Jay Feder Jewelers had been the preference of many former co-workers and friends.
Years ago, they were located on the Sixteenth Street Mall in downtown Denver, literally across the parking lot where Megan works.

www.jayfeder.com/

“Why are we here? You haven’t proposed to me.” Megan chuckled.

“Megan Hawkes, would you marry me?”

“You’re so romantic. What was it you said this morning? Slash sarcasm.”

A big hug and a loving kiss. “Yes, John Knight, I would be honored to marry you.”

From behind the counter, Jay’s wife, Celia, could only laugh.

“What am I going to do with you? Just wait ‘til I get you home!”

Celia helped us pick out a wedding set with matching bands. While Megan was at the other end of the counter, I quietly asked Celia to find a necklace and earring set that would match the wedding ring. She nodded. “You can pick that up when you come back to get the rings. We will gift wrap after you approve.”

After we agreed on the bands, we selected the appropriate diamonds for the rings. Luckily, they had the engagement ring and diamond in stock. It took just a few minutes to set the stone. I dropped to one knee and placed the ring on Megan’s finger. Celia clapped and cheered her approval. Megan was thrilled to wear her engagement ring out of the store.

We decided to have dinner nearby at Pappadeaux Seafood Kitchen. I drove there, and we enjoyed our meal. Megan kept admiring her engagement ring the whole time. She was grinning like a Cheshire cat. We headed back home.

As soon as we stepped into the condo, Megan took my hand. “Come with me, Mister Knight!” She pulled me toward the master bedroom, and we enjoyed wild, passionate sex. “I love you. I’m so excited we're getting married. When and where do we want to hold the ceremony?” she asked.

“Well, since neither of us has relatives in the area, it would be a small ceremony—something like the crowd Dan and Diana had. Or, we could keep it simple and elope. What’s your choice? When do you want to get married?”

After a short discussion, we decided to have a local wedding and plan our honeymoon for a later time. We settled on December 11th for the wedding. Megan’s passport was about to expire; it didn’t make sense to renew it now, only to get a new one after the wedding.

We called several nearby wedding venue locations. They were either booked, or the price was prohibitive. I walked down to the condominium office and asked about using one of the clubhouse rooms. They were able to reserve a room on December 11th. We scheduled a 4:00 PM wedding, followed by a reception.

We searched nearby restaurants to host dinner following the reception. I called Seasons 52, a local restaurant, and reserved a private room for 20 at 6 PM.

With only nine days until the wedding, we would not be able to mail out invitations. I made phone calls to Dan and Diana, Mark and Nancy, Laura and Wanda, and Roger and Lisa. All eight were thrilled and promised to attend.

I thought to ask Mark if we would need to change our loan application. He said it would not be a problem. The mortgage would be issued to John and Megan Knight. Nancy asked if Megan wanted to go dress shopping together. Megan happily agreed, and they arranged for Nancy to pick up Megan on Saturday at 10 AM.

Laura kindly volunteered her nephew to be our photographer. I asked her to invite Rex to bring his girlfriend, Julie, if he wanted to come along.

Wanda generously offered to check with her brother-in-law, a Jefferson County District Judge, to see if he would be available to preside. I also asked her to invite his wife, Patti, to join us.

Friday, December 3, 2004

After a morning session of lustful sex, we dressed and ate breakfast. I went online and scheduled an appointment to get a marriage license. The next available would be on Thursday, December 9th, at 10 AM.

Megan began researching honeymoon ideas. I suggested we might want to invite Dan and Diana to join us. She called Diana, and they both agreed on a cruise after the holidays. Diana needed to get a passport. Megan and Diana will have to visit the Colorado Passport Agency in Aurora to obtain passports with their new married names.

We went to the nearby King Soopers. Megan ordered flowers, cake, and a hors d'oeuvres tray to be picked up on December 11th.

Next was a trip to Davidson's Beer, Wine & Spirits for two bottles of Champagne. I remembered that Dan and Diana had a supply of Champagne flutes. I called Dan to ask if he could bring a dozen flutes to the wedding. He agreed and also offered to bring serving plates and forks. I thanked him.

Saturday, December 4, 2004

After we had satisfied each other sexually, we dressed and ate breakfast. Nancy rang the doorbell at 10 AM to take Megan dress shopping. I spent the day packing and taking boxes to the storage facility.

Nancy and Megan returned mid-afternoon. Megan was tipsy, to say the least. She took a clothing bag to her closet. Megan came back to the kitchen. “You won’t believe the beautiful dress we found. Of course, we had to celebrate with lunch and a couple, maybe three or four glasses of wine!”

“Nancy. You are developing a reputation. I heard this was what happened with Diana. Take them shopping, and get them tipsy at lunch.”

“Oh, just hush, John. She will be just fine, and you can take care of her,” with a hug and a kiss, Nancy departed.

“Nap time for you. I’ll wake you for dinner,” I said, leading Megan back to the bedroom.

I prepared dinner and woke Megan. She came out wearing a dressing gown, ate dinner, and crashed on the couch to supposedly watch a movie. She was down for the count before the first kiss. I carried her back to bed and tucked her in for the night.

Wednesday, December 8, 2004

After preparing breakfast and packing a meal for Megan. I took a shower, shaved, dressed, and drove to Jay Feder Jewelers to pick up our wedding rings and the earrings and necklace for Megan. I secured the jewelry in my document safe.

Thursday, December 9, 2004

I woke up at sunrise, showered, dressed, and prepared breakfast. After we ate, it was time to go to the Arapahoe County Clerk’s Office to get our marriage license.

“Are you sure you want to get married? There’s still time to cancel everything,” I asked.

“Oh, no. You’re not getting out of this that easily,” she retorted.

We got our license, returned home, and continued packing and taking boxes to the storage facility.

Saturday, December 11, 2004

We woke together. Megan removed her panties, climbed on top and lowered her pussy to my waiting tongue. I licked and sucked until she responded and achieved an orgasm. She scooted down and mounted me. After I climaxed, she rolled off, and we hugged and kissed. “You’re a superb lover. I’m happy we’re together,” I stated.

“You exhausted me with multiple fabulous orgasms. I’m looking forward to many more mornings like this.”

“Are you ready to get married?” I asked.

“Yes, my Love. This is going to be a fantastic day for both of us!”

We hugged and kissed, showered together, and dressed for breakfast.

At 1 PM, I took another shower, shaved again, and put on a suit and tie. At 2 PM, Diana rang the doorbell. “Good afternoon, Miss Diana, how are you this afternoon?”

She was wearing a belted, long-sleeve, green sweater dress, with two-inch heels. “I’m doing very well today, thank you for asking.” I gave her a hug and a kiss. “It’s time for you to leave. I will make sure Megan is at the ceremony on time. Dan is in the car waiting for you,” She waved me toward the door.

I pocketed the wedding rings, brought the two bottles of Champagne from the refrigerator, and left. I have been evicted from my condo!

Dan and I went to the grocery store, picked up the flowers, cake, and hors d'oeuvres tray. We brought everything back to the clubhouse and unloaded into the room. Dan set out the Champagne flutes, serving plates, and forks.

Remember, we were in the Denver suburbs, in mid-December. It was cold and blustery at this time of year. An indoor ceremony was appropriate. This was shaping up to be very similar to Dan and Diana’s wedding.

The guests began arriving. It is amazing how fabulous Wanda and Laura look. They could be fashion models. Both greeted me with hugs and kisses. Mark and Nancy came in with Roger and Lisa. Judge Willox and his wife, Patti, came with their daughter, Julie, and Rex, the photographer. Dan had told me the fee for Judge Willox was $500. I had that amount in $100 bills in an envelope and gave it to the Judge before we got started.

Right at 4 PM, Diana came in and sat next to Dan. Megan followed, wearing a long-sleeve gray knit bodycon dress that hugged her curves beautifully. Her smile was as bright as a neon light. She joined me at the podium.

Judge Willox performed the ceremony, we both said “I do”, and exchanged rings. The Judge said I could kiss the bride. The guests cheered and clapped. We cut small pieces of cake and fed each other. Mark opened two bottles of Champagne and filled flutes. Roger cut and served cake. Everyone snacked on the hors d’oeuvres. I reminded everyone to meet at Seasons 52 for a 5 PM dinner reservation. There’s a reservation for the Knight wedding party.

“It’s time we head over to the restaurant for dinner. Does anyone need directions?”

Mark and Nancy helped carry the leftover cake, Champagne, and flowers up to our condo. Everyone filed out and drove to Seasons 52. The wedding party was seated in a side room off the main dining area. I stopped our wait staff and informed her that no matter who said what, I was to receive the bill for the entire dinner, drinks included.

While we were eating, Rex was continually taking pictures. I stopped him and made sure he got something to eat. He thanked me and said he would be taking it to go.

When the dinner was over, our wait staff brought me the bill, as requested. I presented my credit card. She was carrying a scanner, and I added a generous gratuity.

At the end of the evening, as all the guests began to leave, I met with Rex. He popped a memory card out of his camera and handed it to me. I had folded a one-hundred-dollar bill in my hand and shook his hand, transferring the bill to him.

“No, Mr. Knight. I did this for free. My aunt takes care of me; it was a favor for her.”

“Rex. Take the money. I want you to do me a favor. I gather you have access to your aunt’s home. A key or garage door code?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I ask that you please go to King Soopers and pick out a Thank You card, then to the floral department, and get a nice bouquet. You might ask Julie to help with this. Write on the card how much you appreciate everything your aunt does for you, and sign the card. Take the card and flowers to Laura’s house and leave them somewhere conspicuous. With the leftover money, take Julie to a movie and dinner. Can you do that?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Mr. Knight.”

I had a hard time with Sir and Mr. Knight, but I realized I was more than twice his age, and at least someone had taught him some manners.

“Don’t forget to take your to-go dinner with you!”

“Yes, Sir.”

We returned home. It was only 8 PM.

Megan and I retired to the bedroom, undressed, and consummated our marriage. I rolled her onto her back, spread her legs, and began eating her pussy until she was satiated. She rolled me onto my back, climbed on top, impaling herself on my rock-hard penis, and started riding me until I exploded. We rolled onto our sides and cuddled, kissing passionately.

“How was that, Mister John? Were you satisfied?”

“Yes, Mistress Megan Knight! I’m so happy we’re together!”

“I’m very happy. I have to get a new driver’s license!”

“You can do that on Friday.”

We cuddled and drifted to sleep.

Monday, December 13, 2004

Just because we got married on Saturday didn’t relieve Megan from having to get up at 5 AM and go to work. As usual, I got up, fixed breakfast, and packed her dinner. After she left, I showered, shaved, and dressed as Joan in a rust midi-dress with loafers.

I spent the day responding to several business emails. Some required me to access customer systems and make changes or install new software. This had been my job for several years.

Later in the afternoon, I fixed dinner and packaged leftovers for Megan. She returned home at 8 PM. We enjoyed a glass of wine before she retired for the evening.

This routine was repeated on Tuesday and Wednesday.

Friday, December 17, 2004

Diana brought Dawn to visit with Joan while she and Megan went to the Colorado Passport office. On the way, they stopped at the Arapahoe County Motor Vehicle office so Megan could get a new driver's license.

They returned home and booked our cruise and air travel for January 22 through January 29. We would be on the Norwegian Prima, sailing from Port Canaveral. They chose connecting ocean-view balcony rooms on the 7th deck. The itinerary includes Great Stirrup Cay, Bahamas, Montego Bay, Jamaica, Georgetown, Grand Cayman, Cozumel, Mexico, and return to Port Canaveral, Florida. There would be two days at sea. The ship sails at 6:00 PM. Dawn suggested flying to Orlando on Friday.

Megan and Diana booked flights to Orlando with a hotel near the airport. Due to my business travel, I had enough points for us to stay at a Holiday Inn for free. We would return to the airport on Saturday morning for the bus to the ship.

While all the travel arrangements were being completed, Joan and Dawn prepared dinner. We played cards after dinner.

Saturday, December 25, 2004

We celebrated Christmas by starting the day with a session of lustful sex. After waking and going to the bathroom, Megan lay on her back. I teased her lower stomach with my tongue. She began squirming as I licked and nibbled her pussy. She started moaning and thrusting her hips in the air, which made me probe even deeper.

As she succumbed to wave after wave of orgasm that swept through her body, she finally rolled away, grabbed my arms, and pulled me into a hug as her whole body quivered. We lay holding each other as she continued to convulse. When she finally relaxed, she mounted and rode me until I climaxed. We hugged, kissed, and enjoyed being together.

“Thank you, my love. What a wonderful way to start our first Christmas together!” She kissed me.

I gave Megan the necklace and earrings I had purchased when we picked out our wedding rings.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful.

Monday, December 27, 2004

We repeated our morning routine. Megan got up at 5 AM and got ready to go to work. I got up, fixed breakfast, and packed her dinner. After she left, I showered, shaved, and dressed as John in jeans, a flannel shirt, and sneakers. Not much was happening at any of my clients during the holiday season. I spent the day responding to a few business emails.

I finished packing everything we would not need for the next three days. This included most of the pantry and dishware. Later in the afternoon, I fixed dinner and packaged leftovers for Megan. She returned home at 8 PM. We enjoyed a glass of wine before she retired for the evening.

This routine was repeated on Tuesday and Wednesday.

Thursday, December 30, 2004

Laura had scheduled the closing of my condo and the purchase of our new home back-to-back at First American Title Company. The receptionist showed us into a conference room, where a title officer introduced herself. “Good morning. Welcome to First American Title. I’m Julie Beck. I’ll be processing this closing. Please, make yourselves comfortable. Good to see you again, Aunt Laura.”

“How’s my favorite niece this morning, Julie? This is John and Megan Knight.”

“Welcome. John and Megan. We will close the sale of John’s condo first. After that, we will close the purchase of your new home. To begin, I need to make a copy of your driver’s license.”

After photocopying both driver’s licenses, she opened a folder of papers. Turning pages, she handed each one to John for his signature. He signed and returned the page to Julie. This process continued through the entire folder.

“How does it feel, John? You’re now homeless!” Laura laughed.

“Let’s get you a new home,” chuckled Julie.

She opened a new folder of papers. Turning pages, she handed each one to John for his signature. He signed and passed the page to Megan. Once she had signed, the form was returned to the stack. This process continued through the entire folder.

“Congratulations. You now own the property at 11880 W 38th Place in Wheat Ridge. The prior owners left these keys and garage door openers,” she handed a Ziploc bag to Megan. “Thank you. It’s been a pleasure.”

“Thanks, Julie. As always, you do such a wonderful closing,” said Laura, hugging her niece.

We departed the title company offices, stopping in the parking lot beside Laura’s car.

“I hope you will enjoy a celebratory bottle of Champagne,” Laura said, handing Megan a bottle.

Megan hugged Laura. “Thank you. We are so grateful for all your help. Both with selling John’s condo and helping us find a new home. Once we get settled, you will be invited to a new home party.”

“That sounds wonderful,” Laura responded. Hugs and kisses around.

I followed Megan to our new home to meet the movers. She used one of the garage door openers to open the double garage door. I pulled into the second bay and jumped out. “Don’t go in through the garage. We want to enter the front door.” She got out, bringing a key. I unlocked the front door, picked her up, and carried her across the threshold. “Welcome home!” I set Megan on her feet. We hugged and kissed.

We had already packed everything and hired a local company to transport all of our belongings, including what was in the storage unit, to the new house. The movers delivered all the furniture and set up the master bed. The boxes had been labeled and were stacked in the correct room.

Our New Home!

We had enough changes of clothes for three days in our cars. I had emptied the refrigerator contents into two large coolers. We had our chores for the weekend!

Megan concentrated on unpacking and organizing the kitchen. I unloaded the coolers into the refrigerator and freezer. Next, I retrieved clothes from our vehicles and hung them in the closets, then made the master bed. I unpacked boxes of towels and bathroom items.
When Megan had finished in the kitchen, it was time for dinner. She used her phone to find nearby restaurants. We chose Abrusci’s Fire & Vine, about 2 miles south. It looked to be more upscale than a sports bar. We installed a garage door opener in each of our vehicles, adding a house key to our keychains.

I drove to Abrusci’s. There’s a waiting list. The receptionist gave us a buzzer. The wait was twenty minutes. In the crowded bar, we found one chair. Megan sat, got the attention of the bartender, and ordered two flutes of Prosecco.
We clicked glasses. “Cheers! Here’s to a fabulous new life together. I’m thrilled to be with you. You make me so happy. I love you!”

Megan responded, “Sweetie. I love you as well. I’m so thankful we’re together. We’re going to have such a wonderful life.”

We sipped our Prosecco and ordered a second flute before our buzzer lit up. We took our partial flutes with us to the receptionist. She led us to a booth. Our waitress introduced herself. “Good evening. Thank you for dining at Abrusci’s. I’m Delores. I see you have drinks. Would you like to order an appetizer? Do you know what you want for dinner, or would you like a few moments to decide?”

“We’re new to this area. Please give us a few minutes to review the menu. I know I’ll want a glass of Chianti Classico with dinner. Megan?”

“I’ll also have a glass of Chianti Classico.”

“Welcome. I’ll get your wine and be right back.”

“I see several appetizers of interest. What are you having for dinner?”

“I’m looking at the lasagna. What do you see of interest?”

“I might just have the Gorgonzola salad.”

Delores returned with two glasses of Chianti. We gave her our orders and sipped our Prosecco. Another waitstaff member delivered our entrees. Both were prepared perfectly. We ate our meals and drank our wine. Delores returned to ask if we would like dessert. We declined, and she presented the bill. We paid and returned home.

“This has been a full day. Not sure about you, but I’m exhausted. The euphoria of getting into a new home has me worn out. I’m ready for bed,” I exclaimed.

“I agree. It’s been a wonderful day. I’m also exhausted.”

We went into our new master suite, dressed for bed, cuddled, and drifted to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning, it took me a few minutes to orient myself. We’re in a new home! It feels so foreign. I snuggled with Megan. She responded by slipping her panties off, allowing me to pleasure her into an immense orgasm. She pulled me up and hugged me while she recovered.

She gave me a world-class blowjob, with an enthusiastic kiss to feed me my cum. “Welcome to our new home, My Love!”

I got out of bed, showered, shaved, and dressed as John. We’d have to go out for breakfast.

Megan came into the kitchen with disheveled hair, wearing her dressing gown. “Good morning, Sweetie. I guess we need to go out for breakfast. We also need a trip to the grocery store. Did you know that you make me very happy? I’m thrilled we’re married.” We hugged and kissed. She returned to the bedroom to shower and get dressed. I made a note to subscribe to the daily paper.

We went to breakfast, returned, and continued settling into our new home. I connected my router to establish internet access and set up my desktop computer in the office. This also gave us TV reception.

I started some of the routine tasks that come with moving: logged onto my credit card issuer's website to update the billing address; called my auto insurance agent with the new address; logged onto the U.S. Postal Service website and submitted address change requests for myself and both of Megan’s previous addresses; logged onto several shopping websites to update my billing and shipping addresses.
We celebrated New Year’s quietly, watching the ball drop in New York City at 9 PM mountain time, and in bed before 10 PM.

Monday, January 3, 2005

Megan’s work schedule changed for the next three months. She now worked nights, from 7 PM to 7 AM, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Our routine for the days she worked changed. I prepared dinner at 5 PM and packed a midnight meal for her. We had breakfast after she returned the next morning. She would go to bed from 9 AM to 4 PM.

I worked during the day and watched TV in the evening before bedtime. This routine was repeated on Tuesday and Wednesday. Megan came home Thursday morning, ate breakfast, took a short nap, and got up at noon.

I notified my clients that I would be unavailable while we took our honeymoon cruise.

Friday, January 21, 2005

Laura was a sweetheart to pick us up and take us to the light rail station. Wanda picked up Dan and Diana. We took the light rail to Union Station and transferred to the airport. Our departure flight left at 11:20 AM, arriving in Orlando at 4:20 PM. We took the shuttle to the Holiday Inn – Orlando Airport. After checking in, we found a nearby restaurant for dinner, then returned to the hotel for after-dinner drinks.

Saturday, January 22, 2005

We had breakfast at the hotel and took the shuttle back to the airport. Norwegian Cruise Lines provided a bus to take us from the airport to the cruise terminal. The check-in process included verifying our passports, checking our luggage, and issuing our passenger ID. We could not go to our rooms until the ship sailed. We visited the poolside bar. We had connecting ocean-view balcony rooms on the 7th deck.

The Norwegian Prima sailed from Port Canaveral with stops in Great Stirrup Cay, Bahamas, Montego Bay, Jamaica, Georgetown, Grand Cayman, Cozumel, Mexico, and returned to Port Canaveral, Florida. There were two days at sea.

During the cruise, Dan and I discussed how our lives as crossdressers had changed in such a short time. Dan calculated it had been only 77 days from when he introduced Dawn to Roger and Lisa to when he and Diana got married. I did a quick calculation and realized it had been only 37 days from when Megan asked to meet Joan to when we got married. Of course, we had been dating for 2 years prior.

We also discussed the options of a male-to-female transition. Both decided to continue as crossdressers, without taking hormones for either breast development or hair growth. Our wives and close friends accept us as crossdressers; there is no need to transition.

Georgetown, Grand Cayman, was reported to be one of the best shopping locations during the cruise. Dan and I agreed to spend the day with the girls. As we walked off the pier, one of the first bars had a sign: “Husband Day Care Center.” “Need time to relax?” “Need time to yourself?” “Want to go shopping?” “Leave your husband with us!” “We look after him for you!” “You only pay for his drinks!”

Megan and Diana laughed out loud. “Here you go! You two stay here. We’ll pick you up when we finish shopping!” Exclaimed Megan.

We entered The Sandbar, a restaurant and bar on the waterfront. The waitresses were dressed in booty shorts and logo shirts that displayed ample cleavage, much like a Hooters Restaurant in Denver. “Megan. You might need one of these shirts.” I noted.

“Oh yes. You get me one. I’ll wear it!” she answered.

A well-endowed young lady greeted us. “Will you be a party of 4?”

“No. We’re going to leave our husbands with you. Make sure they behave. Don’t overserve them, we have to be back on the ship before 4 PM,” answered Diana.

“Don’t worry. We know how to treat day care husbands!” she laughed.

With hugs and kisses, Megan and Diana departed. Dan and John sat at a high-top table and ordered beer and appetizers. Mid-afternoon, Megan and Diana returned, carrying multiple shopping bags. “We scored big-time!” cheered Megan. “We even found something nice for each of you,” added Diana.

I bought a logo shirt for Megan, settled our bar tab, and we returned to the ship.

In our cabin, Megan had bought me a very sexy sheer black baby doll nightie.

“Too bad you didn’t bring your breast forms. You’ll have to wait ‘til we get home to fill the built-in bra,” she observed.

“Thank you, dear. It’s lovely. I can hardly wait.”

“Diana bought a similar one for Dawn.”

Saturday, January 29, 2005

The ship returned to Port Canaveral at 6 AM. We boarded the bus and returned to the Orlando airport. Our flight left at 11:40 AM, arriving in Denver at 2:00 PM. Laura and Wanda greeted us at the light rail terminal. They were standing together as we got off the train, both looking gorgeous.

“What a fantastic welcome home. You both are simply stunning,” offered Dan.

Laura was in a beige sheath with blue flowers and a blue sash tie. Wanda was wearing a blue sheath with gold flowers and a black sash.

“I agree. These ladies are incredible,” I added.

“Thanks to both of you. We appreciate your compliments,” blushed Wanda.

“Where would you like to go for dinner?” I asked.

“How about The Keg? It’s close to all our homes,” replied Laura.

“That works for us. It’s 4 PM now. What time do you want to meet?” asked Diana as she pulled out her cell phone and called The Keg.

“How about 6:30?” Wanda suggested.

Diana chatted with the receptionist at The Keg and requested a table at 6:30, Burke, party of 6. “Okay. We have a reservation.”

“Will we be with John and Dan or Joan and Dawn?” Asked Laura.

“Which would you prefer?” I asked.

“We would love Joan and Dawn, six girls out for dinner,” replied Wanda.

“Works for me,” I answered. Dan nodded in agreement.

We loaded our luggage and they took us back to our homes. After unpacking our dirty clothes, Megan showered and put on a gray ribbed turtleneck bodycon dress with loafers. I took a shower, applied makeup, put on breast forms, and dressed as Joan. Since Megan was wearing such a classy dress, I chose to wear a paisley cocktail dress, with black two-inch heels.

Megan and I arrived at The Keg shortly after 6 PM. We checked in with the hostess, were given a buzzer, and went to the bar. Wanda showed first, followed by Dawn and Diana, then Laura. The buzzer lit up, we paid our bar tabs, went back to the hostess station, and were led to a table.

Megan ordered a bottle of Champagne and 6 flutes. We toasted a wonderful cruise and outstanding door-to-door limousine service, with the most beautiful drivers! We gave Laura and Wanda a complete trip report. Diana recounted the day care service in Grand Cayman. “That would be a great idea in one of the shopping centers around here.”

Dinner was fantastic. Dawn and I simply split the bill. We went home, changed into my new baby doll nightie, and crashed into bed.

In Conclusion

Megan continued working on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, changing from days to nights quarterly. Joan or John made sure she was fed before and after work, and had a meal in the middle of her shift. We continued to start Friday, Saturday, and Sunday mornings with lustful sex, sometimes showering together afterwards. By default, I dress as Joan most days. John comes out when I have to interact with outsiders. Megan is happy with either persona. She likes me to be Joan because I’m relaxed, happier, and more content.

Getting married and moving into a new home were big deals! We settled into a much calmer, normal life. We had participated in swinging and decided it wasn’t something we wanted to continue. Diana and Dawn/Dan are regular visitors and dining companions, as are Laura and Wanda. Parties always include Mark, Nancy, Roger, and Lisa.

So much has changed in the short time since Megan asked to see Joan for the first time.

******** This ends Changes in Attitudes ********