A Place For Abigail

A Place For Abigail

Scott sat on his legs on the couch, looking at his iPad. He wore a pair of lavender women's jogging shorts and a matching top. "Thanks for letting me stay with you Keith."

Keith looked at his friend, who had come out as trans to his wife with disastrous results. His body was smooth from the laser hair removal, his brown hair growing longer and tied back. "My wife and I weren't going to let you sleep in a motel. Besides, when my parents got a divorce, I was going through a difficult time, remember?"

Scott smiled. "I couldn't let my best friend go through that by himself." He thought about his his wife, who couldn't accept it when he came out as trans. She tried at first, but as his body became smooth with the hair removal treatments and his wardrobe changed, she grew more distant. 

When the day finally came that she served him with divorce papers, he was devastated. With his first hormone prescription in his possession, he hesitated to begin taking them. He didn't know what he would do next. He was fortunate enough to have an office job in a trans friendly environment, but finding a new place quickly was problematic. 

Keith and his wife insisted that he move in with them, and Keith came to the motel room to get him. "I don't want to put you out or anything," Scott said as he wrote an office memo on his iPad.

"You're not putting either one of us out," he finished his beer. "Besides, I think Debbie would have killed me if I hadn't went and got you that day."

"Well, it means a lot to me." He stood up. "I'm going to go run a bath."

Scott had become more fond of baths and his luxurious bath oils. He loved how the water caressed his skin. He closed his eyes and thought of being able to present as female. Something was holding him back from doing what he truly desired. Was he hoping his wife would take him back? What was his problem?

Scott stood in his bedroom, his door open just a crack. He'd just woke up and was wearing a red satin babydoll nightie and matching panties. He was looking at his hormone tablets, deciding if he should take his first dosage. 

He felt a set of soft hands touch him on his sides, moving in for a hug. He felt a pair of breasts touch his back and knew it was Debbie. "Good morning sweetie," she said as she give him a hug from behind.

He nearly jumped. "Debbie, um, I was."

"I love that nightie. I need to get me one of those," she released him. "We really should go shopping sometime. From the looks of your closet, you might be able to teach me a thing or two about shopping."

"Oh, yeah, that would be fun," he stammered, looking at her wearing a t-shirt and a pair of running shorts, her long blonde hair flowing downward past her shoulders. She smiled at him, her nipples pressing through her shirt.

"Hey, could you come to my room with me? I need your help." she grabbed his hand. 

"I don't know if I should, Debbie. Keith would..."

"Keith doesn't care if you help me pick out something to wear silly," she grinned. "Come on. it's not like we're going to have sex or anything." She squeezed his hand as she said the word sex.

When they got in the room, she had three bras laying on her bed, a pink one, a red one and a blue one. She removed her bra, allowing her Double D breasts to pop out. He stared at them for a moment.

"As you can see, I'm in a dilemma. I was thinking of wearing a red dress, but I have this blue one that I really love. Then there's this skirt outfit with an adorable pink floral pattern. I can't decide." She went to her closet. "Can you help me?"

Scott picked up the red bra, which was satin. He brushed it up against his face. "This bra is amazing. Where'd you get it?"

"Lilly's Boutique downtown. They had a two-for-one sale that day."

"You should wear the blue dress," he suggested. "I mean, the blue bra would go with it, and it looks like it's very comfortable.

"You think," she asked uncertainly? "I mean, I kind of like the floral pattern on my blouse, but now that you mention it."

Scott smiled. "Blue today, floral pattern tomorrow. It's all good. I think you look sexy in anything." He blushed, having told her she looked sexy. It didn't seem right for him to borderline flirt with his best friend's wife, who seemed to be initiating the flirting.

She wrapped her hands around him and give him a hug, pressing her bare breasts against him. "Thanks sweetie. Help me put it on."

Scott stood behind her and fastened the straps, admiring her beautiful, feminine back.

She removed her shorts and went to her panty drawer, Scott couldn't help but look at her sexy, firm ass as she grabbed a pair of matching panties. She turned around and stepped into the panties. "So, you were looking at your hormones?" He nodded. "Have you started taking them yet?"

He shook his head. "No. Not yet." 

"Why not? You've got the doctor's approval, you've got the hormones now and it's something you've been wanting to do." 

"I don't know," he shrugged.

"I'm here to talk to you, one girl to another. Anytime you want." She kissed him on the cheek. Then she giggled. "Except when my husband and I are having sex."

He blushed and didn't say a word. She laughed. "I'm only joking. Unless you want to join us."

"I need to get ready for work," he said as he turned and left the room. She watched the effeminate man walk out of the room in his red satin nightie. "I really do need to get me one of those," she muttered to herself.

Scott got home from work and headed to his room. He closed the door behind him, stripping down to his turquoise bra and panties. He removed his bra and looked at himself in the mirror, squeezing his small tits. He thought about Debbie and wished he had a pair as big as hers. 

He picked up his estrogen tablets and looked at them for a moment, thinking about taking one. Why was it so hard for him? He knew he wanted it, but something was still holding him back. 

He picked up his cellphone to call his ex-wife. They had been inseparable since high school, and he thought he had found his soul mate. It all changed when he came out as trans. She said she would stand by him, but that changed when he removed his body hair and got approved for hormone replacement therapy. 

It was like his world ended when she served him with the divorce papers. Her message system picked up. "Hi Renee. It's Scott. I know we're through as a couple, but I really wish we could still be friends. I'd like to go somewhere and talk if you want to. Call me back. please."

He knew she wouldn't return the call. He wiped a tear from his eye. He put his bra on and reached for a santin burgundy blouse and a black skirt before taking his hair out of the ponytail, grabbing his iPad and leaving his room. 

Keith was walking down the hallway in just his shorts with his shirt off. "Hey," he smiled. "I hope you don't mind me getting comfortable." 

"It's your house," Scott replied. "Actually, I hope you don't mind me wearing this."

"Why would I mind Scott?" He put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You dress however you want. You know Debbie and I support you, and you're my friend whether you're a girl or a guy. I accept you for who you are." 

Scott gave his friend a hug. "Thank you. I really needed to hear that."

"It's true," he rubbed his hand over his friend's back. You know how I feel about you, and Debbie loves you. You be who you are. Keith became aware that his cock was getting hard and pressing against his friend. "Oh, I'm sorry."

Scott blushed. "It's okay. I was just going to go into the living room to kick back for a little bit."

"I'll join you. Keith and Scott sat down on the couch next to each other. He looked at his friend smooth legs. "Hey, I hope you don't mind me asking, but." He hesitated.

"What?"

"It's just that, with you wanting to transition, I was wondering if you liked guys, you know, that way?"

Scott blushed. "No, I mean, I don't know. I hadn't thought about it. I've been with my wife, and we didn't really have problems until I started going to therapy."

"So you've never been with a guy?"

Scott thought about his female persona, Abigail. The woman he wanted to be. He had been making female accounts for certain sites online, a few of them sissy sites. He had dressed up privately when he thought he could get away with it, and a few times guys struck up conversations with him. Though there were flirtations, he never acted on anything. "No, I haven't."

They silently watched the ballgame for a while before Keith asked, "Have you thought about it?"

"Thought about what?"

"Being with a guy?"

Scott looked at his friend for a few moments, wondering what he was thinking. "Why are you asking me this?"

"No reason," he smiled. "Just curious."

"Curious about what? Being with me?"

Scott stared at Keith, who started watching the game again. He went back to looking at his iPad. Keith broke the silence again. "What if I was?"

Scott shifted his seat nervously. "Are you?"

"Have you ever, I don't know, thought about you and I?" Keith had a noticeable bulge in his shorts.

"You're my best friend," Scott replied. "We hang out together. I just."

"Hey, I'm not saying anything. I was just curious if you thought about it. You can tell me. Sometimes it's best to get these things out in the open."

Maybe I've thought about, you know, giving a blowjob before. Just to see what it would be like."

He put his hand on Scott's leg. "I bet you'd be good at it. I mean, I'm not pressuring you or anything, but I think you'd do it pretty well."

"You think?" Scott flashed back to a conversation he had with a guy named Jim on one of the sissy sites. They had a similar conversation that turned explicit. Jim said that Scott made him cum just from talking about what he would do. 

Keith, seeing the uncertainty in his friends demeanor, took the initiative to pull down his shorts, revealing his 7 inch cock. "If you want to, you can touch it." 

Scott knew he shouldn't, but without thinking too much he moved his hand to his friends hard cock and begin stroking it.

"That's nice," Keith encouraged. "Very nice. You know, my wife is open to just about anything."

Scott moved his head down on his friend's cock and begin sucking it before he could complete his sentence. He had never done something like this before, but he was doing all the things he thought would work, things his wife had done to him. 

"Oh yeah, that's it baby," Keith said as he ran his hands through his friend's brown hair. "Oh, right there."

He felt his friend licking his shaft and his tip touching the back of his throat. Keith didn't last long before he exploded in his mouth.

Unsure what to do, Scott caught it all, sucking until every drop that was released. He lifted his head up and looked at his friend, with his cum still in his mouth.

Keith was smiling as he looked at him. "That was amazing. Did you like it?"

Scott nodded, his mouth still full of cum. 

"I thought you might," he said as he put his hand on his friend's leg and rubbed it. "It's okay. Nothing changes between you and me."

Scott wasn't certain what to do with the load in his mouth, so he swallowed it. The taste was something he never had before, and he felt a strange feeling that he didn't quite recognize. It wasn't bad. There was a taste in his mouth for the rest of the day. I(t didn't go away, even after rinsing with mouthwash.

As Scott was getting undressed and into his nightie, Debbie entered his room. "I hope you don't mind, but." 

"I was just getting ready for bed," he said as he slipped into his pink satin chemise and matching panties.

"Those are cute, Debbie said. She was wearing a black nightie, leaving little to the imagination. "Keith and I are going to have a little fun tonight, but I wanted to talk to you." 

"Is everything okay?"

"He told me that you gave him a blowjob earlier today."

"I'm sorry," Scott bowed his head. "It shouldn't have happened."

She put her hand on his. "Why? It's okay with me. Anyway, I was coming in here to ask you if you wanted to go shopping with me tomorrow. Get dolled up and see if we can buy something cute to wear." 

Scott smiled. "Really?"

She nodded. "Yeah really." She opened his closet door, seeing dresses and pretty clothes hanging. She turned around and gave him a look. "However, I went to meet the girl tomorrow. Not Scott. The girl you are inside."

"Abigail?"

"Oh that's cute," she hugged him. "I like it. I want to go out with Abigail tomorrow and do some shopping."

"I'd like that too," he replied with a big smile. 

"Have you started taking your hormones yet?"

He shook his head. "No, not yet."

She put her hand on his back, gently rubbing it. "You really should do it, Abigail. You know you want to."

"I know," he sat down on the bed.

"Anyway, I just wanted to set up our little shopping date and let you know that me and Keith will be playing around tonight. I'll try not to make too much noise."

As Scott lay in bed, thinking about shopping and what it was he wanted to wear, the noises coming from the master bedroom got louder as Debbie was very much into the act. She was quite vocal and seemed to be feeling immense pleasure. He started wondering what it might be like to be penetrated. 

Scott got up early in the morning and drew a bath with his favorite bath oils. He used the bathroom mirror above the sink to put on makeup. He didn't want to go too heavy on the eye makeup, but he wanted the girl to come out. He wasn't quite sure what he wanted to wear.

He had five outfits on the bed. He was wearing a hot pink bra and panty set when Debbie entered the room. She was wearing shorts and her pink floral pattern blouse. "Come on girl, make up your mind." She laughed. "You're worse than I am." 

"I just can't figure out what I want to wear."

"I like this red dress," she held it up. "Knee length. It's a nice cut, and I think it would look good on your body. You should wear it. Do you have some heels to wear with it?"

He nodded. "Yeah, some three inch red heels in the closet." 

"Then it's settled. Put on the dress and your heels, grab your purse and let's go, Abigail. We've got a lot of shopping to do.

Debbie and Abigail enjoyed the day. They went to the mall, and both of them knew that they would be buying quite a few things. Debbie had been wanting to go shopping with a girlfriend who was really into the experience, but none of her friends seemed up for a day of making good use of their credit cards. Abigail, however, was more than ready for the experience.

They headed into the lingerie shop. The mall had the corporate company there, but they went to Lily's. Lily was an older woman who had run a lingerie shop for the past 30 years. They started browsing the racks. "Do you need more bras," Abigail asked? 

Debbie was staring at her as if she was from another planet. "Are you kidding? A girl can never have enough bras. Besides, as you can see, my bras get quite the workout." She grinned.

She pulled a couple of nice satin 34 Double D bras off the rack. They both had lace, one was lavender and the other was burgundy. She looked over at Lily. "Is the sale still on?"

She nodded. "Sure is. We have a sale on panties too. If you ladies need anything, let me know." 

Debbie smiled. "Oh yeah, panties. She's got some really nice ones, four for $30, but they wear pretty well."

"In that case, I think we should get some of those too," Abigail replied. She picked out a pair of bras, one yellow and one green. "I don't have anything in yellow," she remarked.

Debbie nodded. "Get them. You know, she's got some really cute nighties here. We should get some."

Abigail frowned. She was looking at a pink and black lace trimmed satin nightie.

"What's wrong?"

"I always kind of hoped that my wife and I would get matching nighties that we could wear to bed together."

Debbie smiled. "I love that idea." She grabbed a similar pink and black lace trim nightie and one that was opposite, black and pink lace. "Let's go to the changing room."

"Will she mind?" 

She smiled. "Lily is awesome. As long as we are paying customers, we're fine."

"Have you done this before," Abigail asked suspiciously?

"Just come on," she grabbed her by the hand and they went into a changing room. Things were more private, and there was a lock on the door.

Debbie pulled Abigail in for a kiss. "I've been wanting to do that since I saw you in that dress." 

She removed her blouse and unsnapped her bra. Her Double D breasts were sticking out, and Abigail couldn't resist looking at them. 

"You can touch them you know," Debbie insisted.

Abigail needed no further invitation. She reached out her hands, gently massaging each breast before leaning in and licking and sucking her right nipple. Debbie moaned. "Any more of that, and we may not get out of the changing room," she remarked.

"Sorry," Abigail pulled her hands back. 

"It's okay,. Help me into the bra. She's put her arms through the straps and Abigail snapped it.

This is comfortable, Debbie observed as she looked herself in the mirror. "I think I like this. Good support, and it's comfortable. I'd like to get more, but I want to go to Nordstrom and get a couple of dresses. I think Keith might kill me if I get too carried away here."

The two tried on their nighties together. Debbie pulled Abigail close for a kiss. Abigail"s hard cock poked out behind her panties. The sissy blushed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," Debbie replied as she sat down, removing Abigail's panties to reveal her 6 inch cock. "When's the last time anybody took care of this for you?"

"My wife," she replied as Debbie boldly put her mouth on the sissy's cock and began sucking it. Abigail was about to say something, but the pleasure built up quickly. Without too much effort, Debbie managed to get her to cum in her mouth. 

She looked up, licking her lips as she swallowed. "There you go. All better?"

Abigail nodded. "I should take care of you."

Debbie got dressed. "We better go pay for this stuff before Lily becomes suspicious."

They stood at the cash register, both of them charging bills of over $300 for their purchases. "Did you find everything okay," Lily asked?

"Yeah, it was perfect, Debbie nodded and smiled.

"You know, we have some of that lotion you and your husband like," Lily said as she turned around and grabbed a bottle.

"Really?"

"I'll just throw it in with your purchase. You spend a lot of money here with me, and I appreciate your business."

The two went to Nordstrom and before they knew it had spent another $500 each on dresses, shoes and other things. Debbie insisted on them getting matching blue dresses after Abigail complimented her on how she looked in hers.

It was like a dream come true day for Abigail, beyond anything she could have imagined. Truth be known, Debbie was enjoying the experience as well. She had always liked Scott, but with Abigail, she felt she had sort of a kindred spirit.

The two stopped off at the food court for a bite and managed to pick up a few other items on their way out of the mall.

They came home to find that Keith was gone. "Shoot, I hope he didn't decide to hang out with his buddies all night."

Abigail knew that Keith liked to hang out with the guys and drink on Saturday night sometimes. Debbie didn't seem too worried about it as she took her bags back to her bedroom. Abigail did the same. She was putting a few things away when she heard Debbie call her. "Sweetie, could you come in here for a minute."

Abigail had removed her dress and was in her bra and panties, but she headed down the hallway. She was surprised to find Debbie naked on her bed. "I think you can return the favor now," she said with a evil grin as she spread her legs, revealing her pussy in its neatly trimmed glory.

Not needing much coersion, Abigail slipped between her legs and began kissing and licking. Debbie moaned. "Do your best, girlfriend. I can take it."

Eating pussy was something that Abigail loved to do for her wife, and Debbie certainly had a nice pussy. She buried her face in it, licking and sucking on her clit, to the delight of Debbie. 

From behind them in the doorway, Keith cleared his throat. "What's going on here, ladies?"

"There you are," Debbie said as she ran her fingers through Abigail's hair. "I was wondering where you were. Care to join us?"

"I'm glad you asked," he said as he removed his shorts and shirt. "I was going to go out with the guys tonight," he admitted as he walked up to the bed and kissed his wife.

She grinned. "I knew it."

He ran his hand up and down Abigail's bare back. "But," he added, "I had a feeling there was more fun to be had here tonight."

He got on the bed behind the sissy, who was still working her mouth magic on Debbie's sweet love box. When her panties were pulled down by Keith, she knew what was happening next. However, she was ready for whatever might happen. 

Keith surprised her as he spread her ass and began licking her tight hole. She'd never had an experience like this, and it caused her to moan in pleasure and she stopped eating Debbie's pussy for a moment. 

Debbie guided her head back between her legs. "Focus, Abby. You're not done here yet." 

Keith was licking her tight entrance, pushing his tongue inside. When he saw that she was loosening up, he began stroking his cock a little bit to get it hard. He reached into the nightstand for some additional lube.

Debbie was in the throes of a mini orgasm and Abigail seemed to have figured out where it felt best for her. Abigail also felt the 7 inch cock of her best friend pushing against her hole. She moaned, but Debbie was pushing her face down into her pussy. 

With a few pushes into the sissy's tight hole, Keith entered her. The tightness was everything he expected it to be, and more. There was pain at first for Abigail, but she soldiered on, giving Debbie's most intimate place the attention it deserved.

As Abigail relaxed and her body got used to it, Keith grabbed her by the hips and continued to thrust. "Fuck, she is tight," he said as he looked down at his wife, who had a look of absolute pleasure on her face.

She smiled. "You knew she would be. Don't split her in half dear."

"I'm not splitting her in half, am I Abby? 

Abigail lifted her head up, moaning. "No, don't stop." She put her mouth back on Debbie's pussy again.

The three enjoyed this position for several minutes. Keith had amazing stamina, and Abigail actually orgasmed before he did, dribbling her cum onto the bed. The contractions of her ass on Keith's cock nearly had him ready to explode inside of her, but he slowed his pace and tried to keep control.

When the contractions stopped, he took her hips and begin thrusting faster and harder. Abigail was having a difficult time focusing on Debbie. Debbie begin fingering herself as Abigail was on her hands and knees, looking at Debbie and pushing back against Keith's hard cock.

"Take my husband's big dick," Debbie encourage her with a smile. "Take it all."

Keith was thrusting harder and his breath was getting more rapid. He knew he was about ready to have his first orgasm of the evening, but it also wouldn't be his last. With the pleasure building, Keith erupted his seed inside of her.

Keith leaned down and kissed Abigail on the back of the neck, his cock still inside of her. Abigail returned to giving Debbie's sweet vagina the attention it deserved.

They enjoyed an amazing threesome as they gave each other the pleasure they desired. The relationship between the three would change, but the friendship was still as strong as ever.

Debbie was standing in the open doorway to Abigail's bedroom, observing her as she did her daily ritual of looking at her hormones. On this occasion, however she grabbed her pills for the day. It was finally time for her to begin her proper transition.

She entered the room, and the two realized that they were both wearing the same pink and black lace trim nightie that they bought together at Lily's. "So today's the day then," Debbie asked?

Abigail nodded. "Yeah, I'm taking them with breakfast."

"Perfect timing, because I wanted to tell you that breakfast is ready." 

Abigail gave Debbie a big hug. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being my friend and helping me through this," she replied.

"That's what friends are for." Debbie ran her hands up and down her back, enjoying the hug and their bodies pressed together. "Let's go eat. Keith is waiting for us."