The 'Honeymoon' (Susan's pov)

The next morning we sent Johnna off to work with a breakfast celebration. I was actually starting to see my former husband as my new wife, and it was working. While I had been caught off guard by his transition, and his apparent love of cock, it made the last few years of our marriage make more sense.

I loved John. I always had and I think I always will. But there is no doubt there had been something missing. The man I had married had been a strong, Alpha type male. The man who came home from the wedding with me had been a Beta male who couldn't decide on his place. He wouldn't submit but he wouldn't take charge either.

Now I understood. He had been trapped by society's gender roles and the true inner person had never been able to come out.

"You going to work?' Carla asked as she finished washing the breakfast dishes.

"I thought I would work from home today," I said. "We need some alone time. It's been all three of us since we've been home, I think we have to find some balance."

She turned away from the sink and smiled. The front of her night gown was soaked with soapy dish water. The fabric now cling to her breasts and hard nipples like spandex. I was surprised to feel a stirring in my pussy at the sight of her.

It also seemed to highlight the belly area where Carla was currently growing a new baby. My baby, I thought. It might have come from Mike's balls, but I had made that baby. It was and always would be mine. That thought made me feel even hornier.

"Sounds fun," she said, then blushed as she saw how I was devouring her with my eyes.

Carla then walked across the room and sat down sideways in my lap. Without even thinking, I pulled her face to me and kissed her, all the while squeezing her ass tightly. I found myself wishing I had a hard cock for her to be sitting on.

I slid a hand up the soaked front of her night gown, giving each hard nipple some attention through the fabric while we tongue wrestled.

After several minutes of kissing, Carla broke the kiss, then leaned her forehead against mine and smiled.

"I love you Susan," she said. "I never thought I'd say that to another woman."

"Me either, but I love you too," I said. I slid my hand down to her belly. "And this little one too."

"Your little one," she said. Hearing it from her lips made me smile and almost tear up. "Our little one."

I suddenly wanted nothing more than to make sweet love to her all day long until Johnna came home, not caring if it was in this body or another one.

"Let's go to bed," I suggested.

"Mmmmm," Carla said, hoping off of my lap.

I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I had made love to her using this body and others, but this time felt different. This one felt like the real begining of our new relationship, the one where everything became official.

Since I was already married, I couldn't legally marry her, but we were "married" now. This is where we would consummate it.

When we reached the bed, I reached down and pulled her wet gown up over her head, revealing her young, perfect body. Maybe it was the pregnancy or maybe it was just in my head, but she seemed to be glowing.

I grabbed my phone off the dresser and offered it to her-I too now had the app to control the devices.

She looked at the phone and smiled.