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Everything went smooth until Saturday. It came out we were going to be only fourteen instead of the twenty persons I had originally planned, but it was better this way. It also meant that whatever I purchased for the party as concerns food and drinks would have been surely enough.
At five, the doorbell rang. I was annoyed and hoped it was not some of the guests, since I still had a few things to do, and needed at least another twenty minutes. As I opened the door, a delivery boy handed me a huge composition of flowers.He helped me to bring it inside and said he had to get something else. While he walked outside I could not resist and opened the small envelope attached. The message read: 'For your new, beautiful house - John Mellow'.
Just as I finished reading, the delivery boy came in again with twelve red roses tied together with a gold bow. I tipped and thanked the boy and, as he left, I quickly opened the envelope to read the message. It said 'For you, beautiful girl - John'.I blushed and started feeling very funny inside. That very strange, unusual and warm feeling, like electricity going through my body, spreading all around, causing my nipples to raise and get hard against my shirt, feeling hot flashes inside my artificial pussy! I could not believe it to be true. Me, an ex-male turned into a girl against my will, and now sitting here, not interested in girls, but feeling aroused (in a different way than I used to, but still aroused) about a BOY! A MALE! I had to do something in order to think about other things. I placed the composition of flowers in the center of the entrance hall, so that anybody could see them when entering the room. Then I took a heart-shaped vase that I had found in one of the boxes that the former owner of the house left in the cellar, and disposed the roses nicely in it, and then positioned the vase in the center of the table that was holding the food and drinks for the party. I knew that this was like answering yes to his message, but after all, nobody else causes me the nice, strange feelings inside me as John does. So what!
I run around the house trying to do the few things still to be prepared, and then rushed to my bedroom to change into the beautiful, elegant and sexy party dress I bought for the occasion, wear the nice heels going with the dress and retouch my make up. Just as I finished with the lipstick, the doorbell rang.Doctor Weiss and his wife were the first to arrive. I could see Doctor Weiss checking me out in all the details while introducing me to his wife, a nice looking, and elegant lady in her forties.
"Miss. Parker," she said in a serious voice "I think I need to have a serious discussion with my husband before he hires such a beautiful girl as his assistant!"
"Please, Mrs. Weiss, do not worry!" I said smiling "although Doctor Weiss is a handsome man, he is not my kind of man...."
We all end up laughing.
Little by little most of the other guests arrived. Then it was time of the Smiths.Martha introduced me to her husband, Alan. I think I saw him in the early years of college. He was one of the boys that Martha was dating before she got engaged with me. But he was not a good student and, after a couple of years he quit.Then also John arrived. We kissed on the cheeks and I thanked him for the flowers. As usual the first half an hour is the hardest one in a party. Then people manage to break the ice and start talking together. Soon Martha was helping me with the refills, and we happened to be in the kitchen alone for a few minutes.While there she was talking about how beautiful my house was, and the details she liked the most about the decoration. If not for the way I was dressed, I was feeling exactly as a few years back, working in the kitchen with my wife! Then one ice bucket slipped away from her hands, fell on one side and started rolling on the kitchen board while the ice was coming out and falling on the floor. We both jumped to grab it before all the ice would be on the floor. We both hold it at the same time, one of my hands under her hand, we looked at each other and started laughing while we kept holding the bucket in our hands. Then I realized she was looking at me with a strange, deep and surprised look.
"You have such beautiful green eyes!" she said.
"Your blue eyes are beautiful as well." I answered.
We laughed again, and then she released my hand and took care of wiping the kitchen board and refilling the bucket with ice, while I was cleaning the floor.We went back to the other rooms where the party was going on. John called me because he wanted me to hear a nice joke about working for a doctor that Alan just told him. It was a dirty joke and he wanted me to hear it to embarrass me, since I was accepting Doctor Weiss' job instead of his.
About half an hour later the men wanted some more beer, and I wend to the kitchen to take a few more bottles from the fridge. I did not realize that Martha had followed me until I turned around from the fridge with the bottles of beer in my hands and I almost drop them on the floor when I suddenly found her in front of me. I placed the beers on the kitchen board, trying to relax.
"Sorry for scaring you again." she said in a sad voice.
"Don't worry, it's me. It is so stupid, but I just get scared with anything."
"I came back here because I meant to ask you something, if you don't mind."
"Surely not. Please go ahead." I answered her a little bit surprised.
"Do you have.... brothers or sisters?"
"No. I am the only daughter of the Parker family. Why you are asking me this?"
"Well. I was curious. It is just something....." she took my hands in hers and continued"...it is hard to explain, but your eyes and also the way you laugh remind me a lot of one person I knew very well....."
"Was this person from this area?" I asked her, but knowing very well about who she was referring to.
"Yes, he was born in this town."
"Well, my family comes from Forest Hill, a small village almost one thousand miles North from here. My father had a sister and my mother two brothers, but they are still in that area. My cousins did not move from there as well. I am the only one who left, at least till today, and they still hate me for that! Maybe you should ask your friend if he has some relatives in Forest Hill, that could be a possibility."
"I can't ask him. He was my husband. And he died about 4 years ago!"
"I see. And what was his name?"
"Chris, Chris Johnson..."
In hearing my name, I mean, my old name from a past life that I could not use any longer, I felt some pain deep inside me.
"As far as I can recall, there are no Johnsons in Forest Hill. It is a small community and we all know each other. Maybe it is just a case of resemblance.After all they say that we all originated from just one man and a woman. Although a lot of us don't surely look alike these days!"
We both laughed loudly. And again, while laughing she was looking deeply into my eyes with a puzzled face. I wanted to get out of this odd situation, so I tried to react.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I don't know. I feel some strange feelings in looking into your eyes."
"What do you mean? Do you happen to be bisexual?" I asked to see if I could shake her out from her thoughts.
"Well, no..... Not really...... I feel it has nothing to do with sex. I have this strange feeling that I know you for a long time and not just a couple of days. The way you laugh, and also looking into your eyes it gives me this odd sensation about having known you forever, it's sort of bringing me back in time, when I was younger, giving me a lot of memories, a lot of wonderful moments...."
"Maybe this has something to do with re-incarnation, if you believe in that.Probably we used to be something like a married couple, or friends in a past life, and now it is coming to your mind! But I do not recall that."
"That is probably right...."
At that point John entering the kitchen interrupted us.
"Where are the refills?" Asked John, with a wondering look on his face. "They are all thirsty in the other rooms!"
"Oh, we are coming with all the drinks. We had a little accident: the ice bucket just slipped from our hands and the ice went around the kitchen...."
"And it is taking so long?" asked John while looking at me with some of questioning expression.
"Well, we have to clean things when we make a mess. You men don't usually care about a nice and tidy home, so you are usually quite fast."
We all laughed and went back to the other rooms. About a couple of hours later the guest started leaving. Martha promised me that she would call me in the next couple of days so that we could go shopping together, then kissed me on the chicks and left with her husband. I notice that John was staring at us while we greeted.
I then realized that everybody had left except John. I tried to put on my best smile and walked in his direction.
"John, I am sorry I did not thank you for the wonderful roses yet. But there was no need for sending them. The wonderful bouquet that you sent for the party was more than gorgeous by itself."
John came closer, took my hands in his, causing the same strange and great feeling inside me, and then started talking to me almost in a whisper:
"The bouquet was for the party.The roses are for you, my dear..." he was now so close and was whispering into my left ear. "And they are not just flowers, they are kisses to you, my beautiful girl....."
After saying that he moved closer and closer to my lips. Once upon a time I was a man looking for and thinking about girls only. Men would have been disgusting for me. Then they changed my body. I managed to survive as a girl, and I was using my body with men just for the money needed to survive, and it was still disgusting. I never kissed a man before, and never felt physical attraction to men. And now I was there, with a man only inches away from me, his face getting slowly closer and closer to my face. I could feel his warm breath caressing my face, and instead of repulsion I was feeling attraction, instead of wanting to push him away I was slowly closing my eyes and gently parting my lips, until his lips touched mine. It was like an electric wave through my body. Then his lips sealed with mine and it was a warm flood of stamina through my whole body, until his tongue started entering my lips and playing around with mine, causing all the tiny little cells in my brain to bloom like flowers in the spring's sunshine, my heart was pounding faster and faster, making the stream of blood through my veins so vorticose and strong, causing goose bums all over my body.... and now we were hugging each other with a strong passion, while our lips were vacuum-sealed and our tongues were playing a wild love dance, at the rhythm of our heavy and excited breathing...... and time was lost, normal thoughts were no making sense any longer.... everything was suspended up in the air, in the blue sky, on the white and soft clouds.... and the more the dancing tongues were going on and the more my breath was getting short, my body temperature was increasing, a fire was getting higher and higher in my body.....
In my past life as a man, I always wondered what girls were thinking about men.I mean, as a boy, I would look at the wonderful, sexy figure of a girl, and get immediately a hard on, specially if the girl was dressed in a certain way. And I was questioning how a girl could feel attraction for a man, since most of men are not sexy and they dress in a regular, often anonymous and unsexy way. And while there, I discovered that for a girl sex is not the first important approach. It has to be the man, by attracting her first for the way he acts, or smiles or whatever, and manage to attract the girl to be intimate with him. And a kiss, a real love kiss, is just sexually devastating for a girl!
Before I realized it, we were completely naked in my bedroom. John was lying on the bed while I was caressing and kissing his body all over. Then I found myself in front of his swollen, hard rock cock, surrounded by the manly scent which was driving me crazy.By that time my lips, my tongue, my mouth were dancing with his gorgeous cock and balls. It did not last long, probably four or five minutes and then a huge stream of warm tasty love juice flooded my mouth, going down my troat wave after wave. It was heaven, and after cleaning him dry with my mouth, I cuddled next to him, but it was just a question of a few minutes. Then he started kissing me all over, sucking my nipples, eating my pussy, rimming my ass hole, and he finally took me.... parting my lower lips so tenderly..... entering me slowly.... until he was all the way in..... he kissed me deeply one, two, three and more times... then he started moving inside me slowly, then faster and then in a wild way.....
That night never ended. He flooded inside my mouth, my pussy, my ass. And I could not believe I was in deep love with this man.