Becoming Becky (part 16)
It seems like a dream-come-true when a young gender dysphoric boy has understanding parents who supports his transition. When she gets engaged, she faces the challenge of how to tell her fiancé! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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At dinner everything was back to normal. Bob and Joanne interacted in their usual friendly manner, though both were apprehensive about what would happen next.
After dinner both Joanne and Becky helped Mary clean up in the kitchen while the men retired to the living room and watched TV. Nobody stayed up very late, because the farm day typically starts early. Bob watched for an opportunity to get Joanne alone, and finally had his chance.
"Are we okay?" he asked Joanne.
"Yes, for now," she answered, "but I'm nervous about how this will play out."
"If you would be open to it, I would welcome your visit tonight," Bob said, "no obligation – just an invitation."
"I suspect that you have more than kissing in mind," Joanne replied, "are you sure you are ready for that?"
"I may make some mistakes, but I am eager to try," responded Bob.
"I'll have to think about it," said Joanne, "but you've got my interest."
"I may be sleeping," said Bob, "but don't hesitate to wake me up."
They kissed and left to get ready for bed. Bob lay in bed, hoping to connect with Joanne, and dozed off.
Bob was startled awake as Joanne slipped into bed with him. Bob's eyes were accustomed to the dim light so he could see that Joanne was wearing a thin nightie and panties, but no bra.
He slipped his hands under her nightie and enjoyed the feel of her soft, smooth skin. He cupped her small breast and loved the way it felt. He had always thought that large breasts were best, but Joanne's small breasts felt wonderfully sexy.
They kissed and Joanne touched Bob's cock and said, "I guess you are glad to see me."
"I am," said Bob, "but leave that alone for now – I want to focus on you."
Joanne was surprised by this, but not unhappy – she knew that most guys seemed to be only interested in getting off, and so far Bob seemed to be different.
As they kissed Bob began to pull down Joanne's panties. She stopped him and asked, "are you sure that you are ready for this?"
"I honestly don't know," said Bob, "but I need to try – please let me."
Soon Joanne's panties were off and they continued kissing. Bob took hold of Joanne's clitty and gently squeezed. Joanne's kissing grew more passionate in response. Bob enjoyed this response and also realized that the feel of Joanne's clitty was really nice – it was small and fit well in his hand. As he fondled her, he could feel her clitty grow slightly. It became firm, but not large.
Bob moved down between Joanne's legs and took her clitty into his mouth. He did it without thinking about it, because if he thought about it, he might chicken out. As he sucked Joanne's clitty he thought about going down on a woman and just imagined an especially large clitty. This was all so new to him, and he did the best he could. He sucked and moved his tongue around and Joanne moaned, which further encouraged him.
He didn't know how to assess Joanne's responses, so he just kept going and suddenly Joanne put her hand on Bob's head and said "stop."
"Did I hurt you dear?" asked Bob, "I'm sorry."
"That was perfect!" said Joanne, "you made me climax!"
Bob was rather proud of himself, but he really didn't understand completely, so it might have been an accident.
Bob lay next to Joanne and they kissed. Bob said, "I didn't taste anything, so I didn't know."
"Bob dear," Joanne said, "I don't normally squirt when I climax, so I'll have to let you know.
Bob and Joanne snuggled, and drifted off to sleep.
Bob's alarm clock sounded at 5am. "I have to get up and milk the cows," said Bob, "but you can go back to sleep for awhile."
Joanne kissed Bob and thanked him for a wonderful night, and replied, "I should get back to my bedroom and finish sleeping there."
As she got up to leave, Bob took her in his arms and kissed her again, saying, "thank you for giving me a chance."
"We're not finished yet," said Joanne, "your turn is next!"
Bob was on cloud nine as he milked the cows. Soon Jim and Bill joined him and they were eager to find out how things were with Joanne. How did they know about last night? Bob realized that they didn't, and were just wondering if things were still rocky between them.
"I think we are on track for a great relationship," said Bob.
At 7am Becky looked in on Joanne and woke her, "care to help with breakfast?"
"I suppose," Joanne said, "I'm just not accustomed to farm life, but I'll tough it out."
They worked with Mary to prepare breakfast while the men tended the cows. Mary stepped out of the kitchen giving them a private moment and Becky asked how things were with Bob.
"I think it will be just fine," she said, "I think he is over any homophobia."
"Really?" Becky asked, "how do you know that?"
"I'm not going to kiss and tell," said Joanne, with a big grin.
"Well then," Becky said, "I might just have to ask Bob!"
"Ask Bob about what?" inquired Mary, returning to the kitchen.
"Oh nothing," said Becky.
"Sure," said Mary, "How are things between you and Bob, Joanne?"
"How did you know about that?" demanded Becky.
"This is a family!" declared Mary, "you don't really think there are any secrets here, do you?"
Joanne wondered just how true that was.
Mary said, "Joanne, would you ring the bell?"
Joanne went out on the porch and rang a large black bell, used to signal meal times. That eliminated the need to run all over the farm to round up the hungry men.
Conditioned as well as Pavlov's dogs, the men quickly arrived for the eagerly anticipated breakfast. They enjoyed breakfast together and Bill announced that they would be leaving after lunch, since they had to work on Monday.
Bob asked if Joanne could stay longer and she agreed, since she had a shorter drive home. Joanne summarized where they were on the wedding planning so we would all be on the same page. Bill and Becky really appreciated her, but it was clear that Bob appreciated her even more!
Bill helped with the farm work until lunch. After lunch Bill and Becky packed and departed.
Joanne walked with Bob out to the barn and she asked if there were any private places in the barn. Bob led her behind a stack of hay bales and took her into his arms and kissed her. She rubbed Bob's crotch and said, "I have a favor to return."
Bob smiled and said, "I'm not keeping score – you don't have to."
"But I WANT to!" said Becky, unzipping him and releasing him from his trousers.
She took him into her mouth and Bob responded almost immediately. He was fully aroused and couldn't believe his good fortune. Soon he climaxed, and Joanne swallowed. Bob pulled Joanne to her feet and kissed her, much to her surprise.
Joanne knew that many men lost interest once they climaxed, and just couldn't resist testing Bob. "I should be going now," she said.
"No!" said Bob, "can't you stay another hour or so? I'll help you pack."
"Why?" asked Joanne.
"I just want to be with you," said Bob. Joanne smiled as Bob passed the test.
They continued to visit, and Bob asked Joanne to come back next weekend, to which he agreed.
Joanne departed and Bob sought out his father.
"I'd like your advice, Dad," he said.
"More girl problems?" Jim asked.
"No, better than that," said Jim.
"Oh?" responded Jim.
"I need to know about how to make love to Joanne," he said, "it's different with a girl like her, and I wanted to get advice from someone who knows."
Jim smiled and replied, "well, you came to the right person."
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