Two Weeks In Paradise
Keywords: Two, In, Weeks, Paradise,
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"From the Author: This story I"m dedicating to two fantastic Authors. Their works are an inspiration to me and I"m hoping that I"ll one day be just as good as them. Thrillerauthor, your stories kept me captivated, I just couldn"t stop reading until the very end and still when the story had ended, I wanted more. Brettlynn, your series captivated my imagination and I got in serious trouble with the wife for staying up to the wee hours of the morning, reading and reading your stories. But it was worth the week in the doghouse. Brettlynn and Thrillerauthor, this story is for the two of you and I hope to do you two justice. Just to let everyone know that I alone hold the copyrights to this and every story I've written, electronic and non-electronic, and can not and will not be reproduced without my personal consent. Now lets get on with the story."
It was the summer of 1985, Dennis had just graduated from high school and he decided to take the summer off from the job he and his best friend, Brandon, had to help his father full time around the farm.
Brandon and Dennis had both been accepted to the same college on the other side of the state and had pooled their funds together so they could get an apartment together. Since they were both interested in the same things, they hung out together most of the time.
The two of them never had a girlfriend and it seemed that they only had time for each other. After Brandon had gotten his drivers license, he spent a lot of time with Dennis, helping out on the farm when they were not working that the supermarket in the neighboring town. What free time they had, was spent up in the hayloft on the farm. They put a lot of effort into making a private place for them, moving bales of hay around, creating an area where no one could see how to get into their private little area. During the summer, they used this hideaway as often as they could.
Inside of their little private area, they had placed a blanket that Dennis barrowed without his mother knowing it. During the hot summers, when they had the time, the two of them would lay on the blanket in the nude and just talk about everything.
Brandon had pretty much moved into Dennis" home this summer, but once a week, he would go into town to visit his parents, but he would always return to the farm that evening. Dennis found that when Brandon was gone, he felt empty inside, but didn"t know what it was.
Dennis was ashamed of his body, because of his size. He was only five foot five and he was on the chunky side, but was not fat. He could keep up with Brandon when it came to farm work or at the store, but in gym class was another thing. He hated to shower after class, but Brandon would always be there to help keep his mind off of that uneasy feeling. Brandon was the only person that he could feel comfortable around with no cloths on. His belly didn"t really stick out, but his chest did and he swore they were shaped like a woman"s breast.
At the end of July, Dennis" parents took off for their dram vacation to the Pacific Islands. Because the farm had been very successful, they were able to take two weeks off and allow Dennis and Brandon to run things. Dennis and Brandon drove them to the nearest airport and after watching them depart, they drove the two hours back to the farm.
The next day, the two of them got up early and before they knew it, the daily chores were done and it wasn"t even noon yet.
"Dennis, I"m going to town for a few hours." Brandon said.
"Okay." Dennis replied. "I"m going to grab a shower while you"re gone."
Brandon went to his room to get something while Dennis, feeling quite nasty, went to the bathroom and started the water to take his shower. When Dennis was done, Brandon was gone and the house was empty. He wandered around the house in the nude, allowing the air to dry him off the rest of the way. He felt very good not having to wear any cloths and he wished that he could do it more often.
Going from room to room, he found himself in his parent"s bedroom. Going around the room, he stood in front of his mother"s dresser and found himself opening the top drawer. Inside, his mother kept her bras and panties, along with her hosiery.
Dennis picked up one of the bras and held it to himself. With his heart pounding hard in his chest, he slipped one arm through a strap and then the other. He reached behind him and fumbled with the clasps, but managed to get them fastened. He then pulled out a pair of white cotton panties and slipped them on. He went over to his mother"s full-length mirror and looked at himself in it. He laughed at his image, but he became aroused with the way the bra and panties made him feel. But something didn"t feel right.
It dawned on him.
He had hair on his body. It was not thick hair like his father"s, but it was there.
Dennis took off the bra and panties and after finding a pair of scissors, and he went into his parent"s bathroom. He sat on the side of the tub and got to work as he trimmed the hair off of his legs, pubic hair, and under his arms. The hair on is fore arms were so fine, that he left them. After he flushed the hair he trimmed off, he flushed it down the toilet. With a new razor and the shaving cream, he sat on the side of the tub and ran some water into it. When the water was only a few inches deep, he shut off the water and got to work, shaving his legs, groin, and under arms. The feel of the razor sliding against his skin felt wonderful to him and when he was done, he emptied the tub, rinsed it out and put everything back.
Dennis returned to his parents" room and put the bra and panties back on.
As Dennis looked at himself in the mirror, he noticed that because his hair came down to his shoulders, he looked like a woman, but there was some things missing.
Dennis looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand, next to his parent"s bed and it told him that only an hour and half had gone by since Brandon had left. Mentally, he calculated that Brandon would be back in about three hours, plenty time to continue on with his dress up fun. At first, Dennis felt that shouldn"t go on, but something inside of him needed for him to go on.
Going over to the closet, Dennis looked through his mother"s outfits and came across a floral summer dress that was left behind by his mother. He took it out, and looked at the shoe rack that hung on the door. Dennis selected a pair of blue high heels and took them over to the bed along with the dress. After he placed them carefully on the bed, he sat down on the bed next to them, Dennis said to himself, "I don"t even know why I got the shoes out, and they"re not even going to fit me."
Dennis took one of the shoes and when he slipped it on his foot, his head began to spin as he found out that it fit him perfectly. After putting the other shoe on, he realized that he and his mother had the same shoe size.
He took the shoes off, not wanting to fall flat on his face, and got up to go over to his mother"s vanity.
Dennis sat down in front of it and found that his mother left quite a bit of her makeup behind. He took some of it and began to apply some of it to his face as he seen his mother do. He started with the foundation and applied it to his face. When he noticed how it worked, he continued on and soon, most of the flaws on his face were gone. Next, he moved to his eyes and used the eyeliner then the eye shadow. He took a little while to apply eye shadow, not knowing which color to use, but then remembered what color that his mother used. Finding the color, he applied it and with he was satisfied with the results, he moved on the mascara. The blush was the hardest thing for him to apply, but when he got it on right, he finished with a light tan color lipstick.
He brushed out his long, light brown hair until it shined, then got up and slipped on the dress. Dennis managed to get the back zipped up, after finding his mother"s long handled grippers, then put on the light blue heels.
Dennis had some problems walking around in them at first, but after a few minutes of practice, he was able to imitate his mother"s walk with out falling. He swayed up to the mirror and what he saw, numbed him. Looking back at him was his mother image at his age. Everything from his head to his toes was the image of a beautiful woman.
As he turned to go back to the bed, he stopped dead in his tracks as his heart dropped to the floor.
Standing in the doorway was Brandon.
Dennis could not move as Brandon walked towards him and when he got to him, he stopped in front of Dennis.
"Hi." Brandon said. "What"s your name?"
Dennis couldn"t say a word at first, but then managed to stutter, "Ddenise."
Brandon placed his arms around her waist.
"You"re very beautiful, Denise." he told her.
"Tthank you." Denise managed to say.
Brandon leans down to her and before she could protest, he kissed her on the lips. Dennis became breathless. Never in his life had he ever kissed a girl before, much less a guy.
He soon found himself kissing Brandon back as his arms found their way around Brandon"s neck. His confined member had started to become aroused, but with the way it was positioned, the head was being pushed back towards his ass cheeks.
"Mmmm…" Brandon moaned. "Your lips taste sweet." he said as he paused, the continued to kiss Denise.
Denise"s cock grew painfully hard and she wanted to reach down to adjust herself, but she didn"t want to ruin the mood.
Brandon sensed that Denise was felling kind of crowded, he reached down and pulled her dress up enough to expose her panties. He reached I to them and he found her hard member. Brandon pulled it forward, giving her more freedom. He continued to kiss Denise as he held on to her cock and he squeezed the thick shaft. Brandon heard her moan with pleasure and slowly, he stroked it.
Denise instinctly rotates her hips while pressing her breast into Brandon"s chest. It did not take long before she began to breath heavily and Brandon felt the head of her cock wet with her pre-cum.
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Keywords: Two, In, Weeks, Paradise,