And Life Goes On Part 2

I rested my hand on his lap and I could feel his definite arousal. I myself was getting aroused and I could feel my own male tool starting to strain against my panties. I had mixed feelings about the way things were happening. I was feeling very strange as Erek kissed me. I found myself loving it. Was Gwen right, was I truly female inside? Was this what was meant for me all along. I put my arms around his neck and he held me close.

When he broke off his kiss I looked at him and I could swear I saw a tear in his eye. He stood up and took my hand and pulled me close to him and once again kissed me tenderly on the lips this time. My wife was standing there with the biggest grin on her face.

"Well it is time to go Patricia, we have reservations at 8." He said.

Erek took my hand and he led me to the door. I took my coat out of the closet and he helped me into it. I picked up the little purse that my wife had gotten for me and he put his arm around my waist.

"Have a good night and have fun my dear." Said Gwen with a smile.

Erek opened the door and walked me to his car. He opened my door and I got in and he closed the door for me. When he got in he started the car and took my hand. He pulled out of the driveway and as we drove we talked.

"Patricia I know that you are really a man but you are so pretty."

"Thank you Erek, I don’t know really what to say."

"You don’t have to say a thing sweetie, to me you are a woman."

The rest of the way to the restaurant we didn’t talk much Erek held my hand as we drove. There wasn’t much that I could say. We finally arrived at the restaurant and it was one of the fanciest ones in town. I had taken Gwen here on our first date and it was here that I had asked her to marry me.

The valet took the keys from Erek as he let me out of the car. The valet smiled and winked at me as he took the car keys. Erek put his arm around my waist as we walked to the door. There was a doorman there and he opened the door and he smiled at us as we went in. The matradee asked us if we had a reservation. The atkinson party please, said Erek. The Matradee led us to our table and Erek tipped him rather well. He smiled as he walked away. It wasn’t long and a waiter came along with menus. I looked at him and I swear I recognized him.