Sam and Andy get closer

Sam sat up and swung her legs out of the bed. They stood up and Sam started moving towards her bathroom. For a moment, their bodies were not in sync. Andy hesitated, but after last night, he went along with Sam. Sam felt the hesitation, figured what Andy was thinking and then smiled inwardly as they both moved together to the bathroom. With her hands now fully on board with Sam’s intentions, she took off the dressing gown and hung it on the back of the door. The nightie was stripped off and tossed into the laundry basket. Last night had taken its toll on the silky fabric. Sam and Andy stood naked. Sam turned and kissed him gently on the lips then turned back towards the shower.

Sam had a “smart” bathroom with foot controls for pretty much everything. But Sam wanted something else this morning. Andy took the hint and slipped into position right behind Sam. Sam’s hands turned on the water and reached for the soap. They lathered her body, spending just a little longer than necessary around her boobs. Her hands lingered over her nipples and they responded by jumping to attention. Memories from last night made Sam moan gently as she tipped her head back into Andy. Her hands found a bottle of shampoo and eased Sam’s head under the shower to wash the sweat of last night from her hair. Her hands rubbed in the shampoo and worked the lather through her beautiful hair until it smelled clean and fragrant. Sam turned off the shower and her hands reached for a towel. There wasn’t one. Instead Sam turned on the warm air dryer with her foot and they both stood in the now rapidly drying cubicle until they were ready to get dressed.

Sam headed for her closet where knickers hung at an easy height to step into. But this morning her hands plucked the knickers from their hanger and she sat down to put them on herself. Sam returned to the closet to select her clothes for the day. She settled on a leather skirt and floral top with big baggy sleeves and a small bow in front. After struggling once more into the corset, her hands tied the bow and she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hands decided they weren’t happy with the bow and re-tied it. Twice.

Sam sighed and smiled into the mirror. Her hands came up to her face and felt around her cheeks, her index finger ran around her lips.

“I’m not sure what your thinking, but I haven’t worn makeup since my mum passed away. She used to do it for me, but that was a long time ago. Are you thinking it would be fun to try?”

Andy kept quiet, but Sam’s hands picked at some nonexistent fluff on her top and they moved off to have breakfast in the kitchen.

The breakfast routine was becoming easy and familiar for both of them. Coffee in hand, Sam sat at the kitchen table with the laptop as they browsed the internet for more clothes, bracelets and now nail varnish. Sam’s hands twisted a lock of hair around her fingers like Andy had seen girls do in the movies. Sam giggled at the girlie gesture her hands were performing.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing! I like it that you are playing with my hair. You really love my hair, don’t you?”

“Yes. It’s hard to explain, but it feels great to be able to connect with you like this.”

“We had a pretty good connection last night…… But I wanted to know. You didn’t try and enter me yourself. I mean you seemed happy just doing what we did.”

“I was happy. No, more than happy. It felt very real for me and honestly I didn’t want to break the mood but having to get out from behind you.”

“I’m not complaining. I just wanted to know how you felt about it.”

“It was amazing. Hey look. Do you think we should try those stick on nails for our first attempt? My nails aren’t exactly feminine looking and I’ve never painted nails before.”

“Good idea. There’s a pack of already painted nails there with 5 different colors, so we can try a few out.”

“Cool. So I hate to put a downer on the morning, but I’m going to have to go and get some groceries in and get on top of a few chores. Can I leave you to finish the online shopping on your own? I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Sure”

They walked back through to Sam’s bedroom where her hands picked out one of her old dresses and laid it on the bed. She stopped in front of the mirror and stared. Her hands came up and ruffled her hair, which cracked a smile across her face. They undressed and Andy helped Sam into the dress. Realizing he was now naked, he pulled the dressing gown from the bathroom door and slipped it on.

Sam wolf-whistled and Andy shook his ass in reply as he headed up to his room to get dressed.

While Andy was out, Sam did indeed hit the internet shops again and bought pretty much everything she liked to look of. It was going to be like Christmas when all these parcels arrived. She hoped Andy would enjoy what she had bought as much as she did.

While she was spending half her inheritance on clothes, Sam mulled over an idea that she wanted to try with Andy – she hoped he would be back soon. Sure enough, there was the sound of the front door opening and Andy struggling into the kitchen laden with shopping bags.

“I’d love to help you, but you seem to have my arms!” chirped Sam as she came into the kitchen.

“You’re funny” panted Andy as he put the last of the bags on the work surface. “Just let me get the cold stuff away in the ice-box and we can get back together – if that’s what you are itching for….”

“Well. Aren’t you?”

“Yes. But we are going to have to do some cleaning and tidying. Sort out a few things.”

“Like what?”

“Well for one thing I’ve got a beautiful silk nightgown hanging in my room…..”

“Oh yeah. I see what you mean.”

Andy managed to get all of the shopping put away while Sam told him about all the fun she’d been having buying clothes. Although he did notice she didn’t go into great detail about exactly what she’d bought. Saving it as a surprise, he guessed.

With the shopping out of the way, they headed back to the bedroom to get dressed. Andy shucked off his clothes and they got back into the corset with a struggle. Andy reached down to pick up the abandoned clothes from this morning, but Sam stopped him.

“No, can we wear the gold blouse from the first time? I’d like to try something with you and I think that would be more fun”

They turned to the closet and took the blouse from its hanger. Andy slipped it on around them, did up the buttons and tied the Pussy Bow. They stepped into the leather skirt and Sam’s hands did up the side zipper.

“So what do you have in mind this time?” said Andy as he scooped Sam’s hair back behind her ear.

“Well. I remembered what you said as I was falling asleep last night. You know – “I love being you” – and I wanted to try something to see if it makes you feel more like being me while we are like this.”

“Wow. OK…. So what is it?”

“I’d like you to say “Hi, my name is Sam. Would you like a cup of coffee” – but wait for us to be in front of the mirror and start to say it when I smile – OK?”

“OK – but I don’t get it”

“You’ll see”

So they moved in front of the mirror, but just as Andy was expecting his queue, Sam said “Oh, can you fuss over the blouse or play with my hair while your saying it? And don’t rush it! Oh! And get the phone and set it up on the dresser to record this!”

“OK.”

With the iPhone recording the image in the mirror, Sam looked straight ahead and smiled. Sam’s hands came up and straightened the bow while Andy said his line. To his complete shock he saw that Sam was mouthing the same words. The effect was simple but it looked like Andy was talking through Sam’s mouth while his hands fussed over her silky blouse.

Sam’s beaming smile broke Andy’s trance and they moved over to the phone to watch the scene again. It was better than Sam had hoped for and she could feel Andy’s appreciation rising between her butt cheeks.

“I like you being me as well” she smiled as her arms embraced her in a warm hug.

The rest of the day was not so much fun as Sam “helped” clean and tidy. They made a small space in Sam’s bedroom closet for a few of Andy’s essentials. Sam wasn’t sure how many times they would sleep together, but the warmth of another human being in bed with her was reassuring and comforting. A chill thought struck her. Was she going too fast? Her greatest fear right now was losing everything Andy had brought into her life.

As they sat down to eat that evening, Sam asked if Andy was OK. It must have been they way she said it because Andy was immediately worried.

“I’m fine! Are you OK?” His concern radiated out to Sam. Now she looked more worried.

“I just want to make sure you are good with all this and I’m not going to fast. I can get carried away like a little kid and I’m not sure how I would cope if this was taken away from me right now.”

Sam’s hand put down the fork that she was holding and gently caressed her cheek. Andy sighed and as his body relaxed, so did Sam.

“You had me worried there for a minute” said Andy. “ I thought I’d done something wrong and I had upset this world of ours.”

They both laughed and Sam’s hand picked up her wine for a long drink.

“Actually that’s a point” said Sam. “This is our world inside the house. But I’m expecting a small tsunami of parcels to arrive over the next few days. Do we answer the door like this or…… or what?”

“Well. We’ve got the intercom system so we can check who it is before we open the door. If it’s deliveries, they tend to be early morning, so we could agree to get together mid-morning. For coffee! That would give me chance to stay on top of the chores I’m actually here to do for you and you can have some time to yourself. Although the things you come up when you are left on your own, I’m not sure that’s such a good idea.”

Sam giggled. “Thanks! But I agree. I’d like this to be for as long as possible. I don’t know how it will all work out, but I’ve got a feeling some space will be healthy for both of us.”

“Oh speaking of ideas. It occurred to me that there’s an easier way for me to be “more you”. When I’m tucked in behind here like this I tend talk to you normally, but sometimes I whisper quietly and you hear it OK, right?”

“Right”

“So if I were to whisper – Say “Hi. I’m Sam. I have fabulous hair!”” – then you could just repeat the bit after the word “Say”.”

“Oh cool! Let’s try it!”

“Errr. OK. Say “Oh, I’m feeling a bit tired after such a hard day. I think I’ll go and snuggle up on the sofa and see if there is a movie on.”

Sam started repeating the words almost at the same time as Andy whispered them into her ear. Her arms responded with a big stretch and a scratch of the back of Sam’s head. They loaded the plates into the dishwasher and moved through to the living room with Sam still giggling at the paly acting.

Her hands picked up the remote for the TV and she sank back into the big cushions of the sofa.

“So let’s see what’s on. I wonder if there is a Jason Statham movie……hey wait! No fair!”

“OK, so that’s were the line is then huh?” chuckled Andy. “Dick flicks?”

“If you made me say “I wonder if there is a Rock movie on” you’d have got away with it.”

They both laughed and melted into each other as they settled on Guardians of the Galaxy to end another amazing day for both of them.

“We kind of need a pair of PJs and fluffy slippers for this kind of evening”

“Don’t worry – I’ve got it covered. This girl knows how to shop. Just never had the right motivation before!”

Andy woke and took a moment to realize where he was. They had fallen asleep in front of the movie. The TV had turned itself off after a while and they were both laid propped up by cushions on the sofa. Sam was in a deep sleep and Andy could just about make out the time from the display on the digibox. It was 2:30 in the morning, they had been asleep for hours. Andy tried to stand and was just about able to lever himself and Sam off the sofa. Incredibly Sam did not wake – or if she did, she wasn’t letting Andy know. He was not the greatest athlete in the world but he was able to carry Sam like a baby in a sling if he leaned back to keep her feet off the floor. He gently swayed into the bedroom and lay them both down on the bed. He unbuttoned the blouse, unstrapped the corset that was holding them together and slipped the skirt off their legs.

Sam moaned gently and rolled over. Andy pulled a spare duvet from the closet and laid it over her. He made his way to his own room on the top floor of the house and started to fall back into a deep sleep. So when the alarm went off what felt like seconds later, he swore at the thing and threw it across the room. His half-asleep brain screamed that it can’t be morning, but reality and the still beeping alarm said it was 6:30 am and time to get up and get going.

Andy was showered, dressed and making his fabulous coffee and bacon when Sam breezed into the kitchen in one of her old nighties.

“Mmmmm. Coffee and bacon. I swear those two things alone are humanities greatest achievement. You can keep the wheel, jet engines and computers. None of them work without someone who runs on coffee.”

“Here you go, sleepy head” as Andy passed Sam a mug of coffee in her adapted mug.

“I really haven’t missed that thing. I’ll be glad when we’re back together again.”

As she said it the doorbell rang with a timely reminder of why they weren’t. Andy answered the door and came back into the kitchen with a small box.

“Is that it? I was expecting loads more!”

“No that’s just the tip of your retail iceberg. I stacked the rest in the living room. I’m guessing we will be in for the mother of all try-on sessions.”

“Damn right! Now. Get on with your chores so we can skip on to the fun bit!”

An hour and a half later, Andy came into the living room to find out just how talented Sam was with her feet. There were a couple of unopened packages on a chair, but he suspected that she just hadn’t gotten round to them yet. The room looked like a department store explosion. Clothes and packaging strewn everywhere and in the centre of the carnage sat the biggest smile Andy had ever seen. His weariness fell away as her girlish enthusiasm dragged him over to where she sat on the floor holding up something Andy just didn’t recognize with her bare feet.

“Look! It’s a wrap around Velcro body sculpting thing! This will be so much easier to keep us held together. And they do smaller ones, so I got a couple to try around our legs.”

“I’m not so sure about strapping our legs together, but anything’s got to be easier than that old corset. Still. It’s done a great job so far.”

“C’mon. I’ve missed having my arms to open all this stuff. Let’s try this thing out for size!”

Looking around, Andy figured there was no point getting undressed anywhere else, so he stripped off and then helped Sam out of her clothes. They stood close together while Andy wrapped the flesh colored material of the high-tech corset around both of them and watched with delight as it the Velcro folded closed holding them securely. And all done in less than 10 seconds.

“OK. We like this. That was so much easier!”

“See. I’m not just a pretty face with great hair!”

Sam had a way of making Andy laugh out loud and when she smiled, she lit up the room.

“OK genius. What are we wearing first?”

“Can we try on that summer print dress over there? Yes, that one. I know it’s not all silky and sexy, but I’d like to see how something more feminine looks on us. Besides. We’ve got jewelry and nails to try on as well.”

Andy eased their bodies into the dress and zipped up the back. The light material and bright colors flowed off their bodies as they twirled in front of the mirror. Andy realized that this was a woman who wanted to feel alive, to feel whole and he was giving her the gift of his arms to make her dreams come true. He hugged Sam close to him and said;

“You look gorgeous!”

“We look gorgeous!” Sam corrected him.

“Alright, I give in. So what’s next? Where’s this fabulous jewelry?”

“That small box you had this morning. Where did you leave it?”

“It’s in the kitchen.”

As Andy started to move towards the door, Sam held back.

“Wait. I’d like to try the leg bindings as well. I know it might be awkward at first, but it would mean we moved completely together.”

Andy looked around the room and found the package that the body wrap had come in. There were two sets of smaller flesh colored wraps. He figured Sam had ordered two sets in case one didn’t fit, but it soon became apparent that one was sized for their thighs and the other for their ankles. With both sets of wraps in place, they stood up and moved towards the kitchen. It was actually not awkward at all. They were already so close in the way they thought and acted that moving like this came equally naturally.

As Andy knew where he had left the package, he started moving first and Sam let her legs just follow along. But when they turned to head back to the living room, Sam took the lead and Andy fell in line letting his legs follow where Sam instructed.

To Andy’s surprise, they walked through living room and into Sam’s office.

“I never really came in here much when I was on my own. Most of the stuff in here belonged to my Aunt, like that old laptop. This house was hers. She left it to me and the inheritance that I live off. Let’s sit down at the desk and open this up. Oh. And can you get that wooden box from the bookshelf, please?”

Sam’s hands reached up and took the antique wooden box from the shelf and placed it carefully on the desk alongside the package. It was clearly very old and presumably valuable in it’s own right. Without waiting for instructions, Sam’s hands opened the box to find an array of rings, watches, necklaces and bracelets.

“My mothers and my Aunt’s jewelry. Some of it belonged to my grandmother as well.”

“Wow. These are amazing. So why did you want to buy more?”

“Open the parcel.”

Sam’s hands open up the parcel to reveal two boxes. One contained the nail kit and the other a set of jewelers ring sizes.

“Oh. I see.”

“Forgive me but I thought this was easier than just trying randomly and risking a family heirloom getting stuck.”

“No problem. So what shall we do first, the nails or the jewelry?”

“Let’s try the jewelry first. The nails will take a while to do properly. I looked at some Youtube videos to do it properly so they don’t fall off. It is a bit involved, I’m afraid.”

“Hey we’ve come this far. As long as you don’t want to give us huge talons, I’m Ok with it. I have house work to do with these hands, you know!”

Sam giggled and said “Do I look like some kind of bimbo to you?”

“There is no way I’m answering that. Now. What do you want to wear from all this fabulous jewelry?”

“You choose. I trust your judgment.”

“Oh. No pressure then.”

Sam’s hands lifted out the small tray on top with all the fine silver and gold to reveal more, larger, brightly colored necklaces underneath. Andy picked out a bright yellow bead necklace and placed it around Sam’s neck, flicking her hair back out of the way as he did so.

He whispered in Sam’s ear. Say “That should go with our summery feel today!”

As she spoke Sam’s fingers ran along the necklace lifting it clear of her of her chest and letting it fall back naturally. Her smile agreed with the sentiment.

Next Sam’s hands selected a bunch of silver bracelets and slipped them onto her wrists. Finally came the rings. It took a few goes to find the right ring size using the loops and then each ring was checked on the conical spike that came with the kit to be sure that it would fit OK. A platinum band with alternate diamonds and rubies set into the band fitted perfectly onto the 3rd finger of Sam’s right hand and a simple silver band fitted the little finger of her left hand. There was a very simple (but BIG) solitaire diamond ring that fitted Sam’s engagement finger, which made them both giggle. It was put back in it’s pouch – maybe one day, they both thought.

Sam’s left hand came up to her ear lobe and felt it quizzically.

“Do we have pierced ears?” said Andy?

“Yes! But it’s been a while since they’ve had an earring in them. Be careful!”

“We’re going to need a mirror for this bit, I reckon.” as Andy selected a pair of silver daisy earrings that were enameled with white petals and a yellow center.

Sam stood and walked through to her bedroom. Moving about was so much easier and there was no need to tell the other where they needed to go. Sam was impressed with Andy’s selections. She definitely felt more feminine today.

They stood in front of the mirror as Sam’s hands carefully felt for the pinhole and eased the earring through, securing it behind. The second one was much easier than the first and they stood back to admire the look so far.

“Nice work” said Sam as her hands swung the skirt of her dress from side to side with a theatrical swoosh.

They walked back through to the office and opened up the nail kit. Sam wasn’t wrong, the instructions were long and required cleaning, buffing and trimming Andy’s nails ready to receive the new acrylic ones. Sam had picked out medium length nails that would not get in the way but would definitely add a touch of glamor.

The time passed easily as they listened to the radio and worked on each nail in turn. Sam found it very relaxing and almost hypnotic to watch the process of what was the last sign of anything manly transforming into elegant, more slender looking fingers.

Once dry, they made their way to the kitchen to make some sandwiches for lunch. The bright red nails flashed in the mid-day sun streaming through the windows as Sam cut the loaf. She couldn’t help the euphoric feeling inside and started singing along to the radio.

“We know the fire awaits unbelievers

All of the sinners the same

Girl, you and I will die unbelievers

Bound to the tracks of the train”

dum dum dum

Sam’s hand tapped the worktop to the drum beat.

“Vampire Weekend fan, huh?”

“Big time” said Sam as they bounced along to the beat in harmony.

“And my, don’t we have a sweet voice?”

“Yes I believe we do!” Sam giggled that infectious giggle again.

“We should get my guitar and make own music with a voice like that. I can’t sing to save my life!”

“Oh hell yeah! I forgot you’re a musician. Wait, I’m a musician now! Oh cool!”

“Well that’s gonna test these new nails – I can honestly say I’ve never played like this before. Should be fun.”

They moved to the table to eat lunch and discuss music. It seemed like a massive oversight that in all the weeks Andy had been living in Sam’s house that they hadn’t gotten around to talking about music. Andy began to recall the house when he first arrived. It was clean and bright, but quiet. Now the house shone with life and vitality and he felt that music was going to be a big part of their connection from now on.

As Sam loaded up the dishwasher, the doorbell went.

They both froze. They had talked about what they would do if this happened, but this was the first time for real. Sam walked over to the intercom and her finger pressed the button.

“Hi. Who is it?”

“Oh Hi. My name is John Davies. I’m a friend of Andy O’Connel’s. I believe he works here?”

Sam released the button as Andy and Sam both said “Oh shit!”