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It’s strange how things turn out part 8.

"Final chapter in this story"

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"Final part to tickle your fancy, unless you like someone else tickling it"

Part 8:

Monday: I rang the solicitor and got an appointment for Tuesday morning. Carla and I carried on with packing up Tina’s clothes. I baulked at donating her wedding dress and lingerie. I wanted to keep that all together. I had already had it cleaned, we wrapped everything in tissue and laid it in a storage box. I stored it carefully in the attic. When I got down Clara was waiting with a strong coffee.

“Come and sit down my darling and take a break, I can see how upset you are. I know I can never replace your first love, I don’t want to try. I just want to care for you until I can be a close second.” Clara told me.

We sat down next to each other, with Clara holding me. Eventually my shoulders stopped shaking from my sobs.

“What do you fancy for our meal. We have plenty to chose from and I’m cooking it while you repair your makeup.” Clara was certainly taking good care of me.

With all that I was prepared to part with packed ready for when and if Collette needs it knowing Collette it’s a when. We sat and ate watched some inane television program about wanna be stars until bed time.

“Tomorrow will you come with me to the solicitor?” I asked.

“Of course I will, you go as Carole or as your male persona?” She questioned.

“I’ll decide that tomorrow, let’s sleep on it.” I answered.

Tuesday:

I decided I would attend the solicitor as my Carole ego as that is how I intended to return to work next Monday. After my shower and close shave, I’m going to look into laser hair removal, I chose my pale pink lingerie. First I attached my silicone breasts. Locating them was tricky, but they were staying put for as long as I could keep them on. ‘I’ll check the instructions later’. Suspender belt and bra in place American tan sheer stockings, almost like tanned legs. Pink high leg panties to hold me in. I was just slipping on my white blouse , when Carla came back from the shower.

“Very sexy and fabulous darling.” She told me.

“Thank you sweetheart.” I replied. As I finished putting on a white blouse with lace edges followed by a fairly tight half lined dusky pink skirt, with a rear split. I took the matching jacket down with me to put on when we left. We ate a light breakfast. Carla had a slight flared mid thigh black skirt with black stockings and white blouse over her white bra. She had a black cardigan to wear. Slipping my feet into pale pink 2 inch heels. Carla had 3 inch spike heels. “You look stunning darling, and so sexy. I can see the bumps of your suspenders through your skirt.” Carla told me as we left.

At the solicitor it was a bit daunting, not knowing what was about to happen.

“Hello ladies, do you have an appointment?” The receptionist asked.

I presented the letter and the envelope to be opened in the solicitors presence.

“Ah, Mr Hyde was expecting Mr Role.” She said.

Just then a door opened and Mr Hyde put his head around the door.

“Thank you Mrs Parker, I’ll take it from here. “Come through ladies, it good to see you.

In Mr Hydes office he sat us down.

“Did you bring the sealed letter?” He asked.

I passed it to him. He opened it and took out a single folded paper, leaving the rest inside. He read it to himself. Looking at me, he spoke.

“Ms Role or should it be Mrs?

“Carole is friendlier.” I replied.

“Very well. Carole, you are now a very rich woman. Christina left you her entire estate. Which without an actual figure, you are a millionaire plus.” He told me

The next I remember is I’m laid on the floor of the solicitors office. With Carla and Mr Hyde knelt next to me, gently calling my name.

“She’s coming round now.” I could hear Carla’s voice.

“I didn’t expect that reaction.” My Hyde added.

As they helped me to sit up, I noticed my skirt had ridden up and my stocking tops and suspenders were fully on show. I also noticed the rather pronounced bulge in Mr Hyde’s trousers.

If he is turned on by the view of my underwear who am I to stop him.

“Mmmm, it looks like you are very pleased she is recovering.” Carla told him.

“What, oh I’m so sorry, very unprofessional of me.” Mr Hyde mumbled.

“Let me help you with that, to make you more comfortable of course.” Carla was grinning. She reached over and placed her hand on the very evident bulge.

“Oh that’s nice.” He gasped.

“It’s very hard. Feel this Carole, it’s like a iron bar.” Carla told me. She moved her hand up and down over the bulge.

“Shall we take it out?  you don’t want a cummy mess in your undies.” Carla was fumbling with his zipper.

“Ooh this is nice, so unexpected.” Carla had pushed her hand through the fly into his trousers. “You are either wearing silky boxers or french knickers, I think it’s french knickers as I can feel suspenders!!.” Carla exclaimed.

“Oh please, don’t. No please don’t stop. I’m going to cum.” Mr Hyde gasped.

Carla was always good with fingers. She proved it yet again, his waist fastening was undone super fast. His trousers pooled around his ankles, displaying his black stockings and lacy black french knickers. Carla was still stroking him through them and a damp was forming under her hand.

“Would you like us to suck you? SIR.” Carla asked is a extremely sultry voice.

“Yes please, can I suck you as well? MADAM.”

“I think Carole would be ok but I don’t have the correct equipment in my panties. Carla responded.

She eased his black french knickers over his hips exposing his very rampant cock and very frilly red suspender belt.

“Lay on the floor on your back.” Carla instructed him. Carole you can feed him your clitty/cock while feed off of his.” She added.

I knelt astride his chest my knees under his arm pits, after removing my panties. He opened his mouth to accept my invasion. Just as the head of my cock was about to licked he gasped as I heard Carla giving him very sloppy sucks. I lowered myself down to ease my cock between his eager lips. His tongue circled round my head. He had certainly done this before. He began caressing my legs over my stocking tops and suspender straps. I shrugged off my jacket and began holding breasts. Mmmm I had set them correct. The tingling in my own nipples was intense. He began to raise his hips to meet Carla’s movements. My own orgasm was imminent as my spine was tingling as well as my boobs.

“I’m about to cum.” I told him.

He reached round and took hold of my cock, keeping it in his mouth.

I spurted my cream straight into his mouth. I’d not cum in a male mouth like this for a very long time. I stood and collected my discarded panties. Carla was collecting a box of tissues and using some to wipe some cum from her lips. Mr Hyde stood his deflated cock with lipstick rings around it. He pulled up his french knickers and collected his trousers.

“Thank you ladies, that was incredible. So much better than a furtive half hour in the woods if you’re lucky.” Mr Hyde told us as replaced his trousers.

“Oh you naughty boy, but at least you had a good time.” Carla answered.

“Mmmm and your cum is really tasty Carole.” He told me. “Now back to business, if you are feeling better.” He added.

“Yes fine thank you.” I replied.

After our conversation, it transpired that Christina had transferred her entire estate to me. Including the company she owned, which happened to be the company I worked for. The head of department, my manager, that Clara will be working in. It turned out I was actually his boss. It’s strange how things turn out.

Mrs Brideworthy, Collette, bought the unit next door to her wedding dress shop. She had it refurbished throughout and had several changing rooms built a sitting room with wide screen television, dvds with makeup demonstrations.

There were a couple of bedrooms for couples fun in private. One of the first of her ‘guests was a Ms Jaykell. Perhaps you can guess who it really was. No? Mr Hyde! She had a long auburn wig, her makeup was a bit over the top, her chest was too big and her skirt too short. Collette took her in hand in more ways than one and now she is femme from Friday evening to Monday morning.

I proposed to Clara two years after losing Tina. I had her blessing in the letter the solicitor Mr Hyde/Ms Jaykell had given me.

I never told my department manager that I was his boss, but I did make arrangements for any LGBTV persons to join the company and dress in any gender they chose.

TvCarole

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