by R L Singer
When they were about to reach the inn, she held him back.
“Remember, I’m the man now,” she said, scowling, unhappy with the situation. “I’m the one supposed to make all the arrangements and giving all the explanations.”
Snorting, he nodded, but she could tell he was feeling worse than she did. Katherine had been accused of acting like a man so many times during her life, she actually felt comfortable in her role. It wasn’t hard to convince the inn’s manager of their carriage accident and of their need for a room and a carriage for the following day.
“I’m afraid we only have one room left, sir. I hope that’s alright with you,” the man said with a greasy tone.
They were dressed to look wealthy and she was sure that was the only thing entitling them the subservient behavior of the other man.
“I guess my wife will have to put up with my snoring tonight,” she said, faking an amused tone, as she glanced at James. Like her, he was hoping they would have two rooms, but apparently, it wasn’t their day. “Could you please arrange for two baths? I feel I’m carrying all the dirt from the road,” Katherine said, scowling.
“Of course, sir. Would you like to have dinner in your room or in the dining room? I’m afraid all of my private rooms are taken at this moment.”
Having dinner at the dining room would be an excellent occasion to study the people around them, but they had been warned not to do it. Like General Simpson had said very crudely, Katherine was too attractive to go unnoticed and that could cause unwanted trouble.
“In our room would be perfect, thank you. We’ve had enough excitement for one day.”
The innkeeper called a bell boy and ordered him to guide them to their room and soon they were alone again.
“This is getting worse by the minute,” she grumbled, looking at the tiny bed in the middle of the room.
“It’s not ideal, but it isn’t the worse that could happen,” he said, walking around the room. “The inn could have been full.”
“I know… but I would have loved some privacy… Considering all the changes we’ve been through,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Are you that eager to be alone with my body?” he teased her and she paled.
His words implied he knew how she felt about him, and that was something she hadn’t expected.
“What do you mean?” she asked, in a cold tone.
Flustered, James looked at her, unsure of what had just happened. His words were just a joke, but he seemed to have hit a sensitive topic because he could tell she was in defense mode.
“Nothing… I was just joking. Believe me, I feel the same way you do, but there isn’t much we can do now… just make the best of a messed up situation,” he assured her.
She opened her mouth to say something, but they were interrupted by the arrival of the servants with the bathtub and the water.
“Why don’t you take a bath first?” she suggested, still tense. “I’ll go for a drink, downstairs, so take your time,” Katherine grumbled as she walked out of the room without waiting for his answer.
Remembering the clothes he was in, James called her before she could leave the room.
“Wait… I’ll need your help,” he said.
One step out of the room, she turned to look at him, furrowing an eyebrow.
“My help?”
The servants left the room as silently as they had entered it and James pulled her inside the room before he closed the door.
“I can’t get out of these clothes without your help. Not unless you want me to shred it to rags,” he explained, looking at himself.
Katherine looked at him with a deep frown. He could see that helping him was the last thing she wanted and he wondered why. She was so reserved, so distant, he had failed each time he had tried to talk to her in the last six months they had been together training for this mission.
“Very well. As soon as we get a house, we’ll have to get you a maid. I won’t be at your service each time you need help with these things,” Katherine said, in a cold tone, waiting for him to approach her and give her his back, for her to undo all of the tiny buttons on his dress.
That done, he pulled the dress down and she started loosening his corset, thanking God the petticoat’s buttons were on the front. She didn’t want to be there the first time he looked at her naked body. She wasn’t ready for that… actually, she was sure she would never be.
She knew her body wasn’t feminine, with all the muscles she had developed during her training. She didn’t have the voluptuous curves she had seen on the women he used to date, so she was sure he wouldn’t like what he was about to see and she didn’t want to witness it.
The minute she was able to take off his corset, she fled out the door, promising to come back later.
James stared at the closed door and sighed. It seemed like an impossible mission to understand that woman. He was sure she would stick around other than leaving him alone with her body.
Shaking his head, he took off the rest of the clothes he was wearing including the socks and shoes, before he proceeded with his hair, freeing it from all the pins pulling it up. He had been amazed when he had seen her for the first time with her hair falling down her back, all the way to her waistline.
For some reason, he had expected to find a very short hair on a woman with her reputation and finding that incredibly feminine feature had been a nice surprise. The change in her was also breathtaking. The cold lieutenant disappeared and a golden, seductive mermaid took her place.
The first time he had seen her like that, his cock had reacted immediately and he had been hard for the rest of the day, with a need he was sure she was the only one able to satisfy. Now, with his soul living in her body, he was eager to see it with no barriers and he looked for a mirror, finding a full body one, lying against a wall near the window.
Standing in front of it, he took his time to admire it. She had an awesome body. Powerful, muscled though not exaggeratedly, fit but still conserving the right curves in the right places, with the most delicious legs he had ever seen on a woman. His nipples reacted to his feelings and he watched amazed as the dark pink buttons became hard as rocks and he felt some moisture between his legs.
With his heart drumming in his chest, he cupped his breasts and played with the hard nipples, feeling as if he was doing it to her and not to himself, and his arousal spiked to the roof. Heaving, he stepped back and headed to the tub, submerging his body in the warm water, doing all he could to erase those feelings from his mind, feeling he was somehow invading her privacy.
He washed himself as fast as he could but when he wasn’t able to go fast when his hands touched the round, perfect breasts. He lingered a few moments in each one of them, playing with the hard nipples, rubbing, pulling and twisting them and loving the way surges of pleasure rushed directly to his eager pussy.
The same happened when he reached the pussy and found his engorged clit. He wasn’t able to resist the temptation of rubbing it. The feeling was so pleasant he let out a loud moan and closed his eyes.
In the inn’s dining room, Katherine ordered a glass of wine and drank it as if she was dying of thirst. This mission was not supposed to be easy and she would probably be celebrating the fact they had successfully traveled in time if it wasn’t for the fact they had swapped bodies. That was making things harder than they were supposed to be and had prevented them from focusing on the mission that had brought them there.
She ordered the bartender another glass of wine and gulped this one as fast as the first one.
Images of him looking at her naked body and feeling disgusted by it were swirling her mind and she was about to lose her mind when she decided he had had more than enough time for his bath and after paying for her drinks she strode back up to their room and burst in.
For a moment, she wasn’t able to process what she was seeing. When it dawned on her, she let out a loud cry that called his attention and he stopped what he was doing, t
o look at her, his clouded with lust and desire.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asked, too shocked to yell at him as she wanted.
He closed his eyes for a moment before he submerged his reddened face in the warm water, for a few seconds. She walked towards the tub, still having trouble to believe she had walked on him masturbating with her body. How was that even possible? Could it be possible he felt attracted by her body? Or was he simply looking for his own pleasure? He came out of the water, twisting his hair to remove all the water he could from it before he grabbed a towel and covered himself with it.
“What do you think I was doing? You could have knocked,” he protested, stepping out of the bathtub.
“That’s my body,” Katherine pointed out.
“I guess… but right now, it’s mine and I believe I’m entitled to do whatever I want with it,” he replied in a cold tone.
“You can’t…” she grumbled. She was aware she wasn’t being logical but she didn’t care.
“Of course, I can. Who’s going to stop me?” he teased her.
“You know… back in this century, married women had very little protection from their husbands. There was no such thing as domestic violence. As long as they didn’t kill her, husbands could do pretty much whatever they wanted to their wives,” she explained with a cold tone.
He let out a loud laugh.
“Is that supposed to be a threat?” he asked, arching an eyebrow. “You have an amazingly fit body and if we add that to my knowledge on martial arts, you’ll have a bit of a trouble subduing me.”
Katherine wasn’t able to believe what he had just said. Did he find her body amazingly fit? Does he like it? but… she was so confused she couldn’t think straight.
“I thought you would find it disgusting,” she admitted in a low tone.
“Find what disgusting?” he asked, with a frown. “Your body?” there was so much shock on his tone, she realized he had never even considered it. “Of course not, you are a very hot, sexy woman. Why in hell would I find you disgusting?”
She rubbed her face.
“I’m sorry… that comment was out of place. With all the changes in our bodies, we’re failing to focus on our mission here and that’s unacceptable,” she said, trying to change the topic back to the things that really mattered.
He closed the distance between them and cupped her face forcing her to look at him.
“You think I find you disgusting? Is that the reason why you keep me away from you?” He wasn’t about to allow her to go back to the safety of work-related chats. He wanted to go to the bottom of this and find the truth.
“Well, I’m not exactly like the women I’ve seen you date,” Katherine said with a self-deprecating tone.
“Dating? I haven’t dated a woman in over a year. I’ve been so focused on this mission I didn’t have time for anything else,” he grumbled.
“But… all of those women parading in your life…” she pointed out, frowning.
“Coworkers… just coworkers. You’re the only women I’ve tried to date in the past year and each time I got close to you, you would run out as if I had an infectious disease or something of the sort,” he replied, with a sad tone.
“But… why would you want to date me?” she didn’t want to make that question, but she wasn’t able to stop it from coming out.
“Because you’re an amazing woman, intelligent, strong, beautiful, proactive and incredibly sexy,” he replied her question, as his thumbs brushed her cheeks. “I used to look at you while you trained, and you have no idea how many times I went home with an incredible hard on.”
With those words, he pulled her head down and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, designed to steal her breath away and show her just how much he wanted her. At some point, Katherine took control of the kiss and for once, he allowed her, eager to see if her passion matched his and she didn’t disappoint him.
Kiss after kiss, caress after caress, they ignited a powerful fire between them and in a matter of seconds they were both over the bed, naked and entangled in each other. James was a very dominant man and despite the fact he was in a woman’s body, that didn’t stop him from taking control into his hands and soon he had her underneath him as he guided them both into the paradise he was sure they would find beyond the edge.
Lying on top of her, he cupped her face and claimed her lips in another steamy kiss, sliding his tongue inside hers, dueling hers for control and winning easily, while he delved every inch of her hot mouth, marking it as his.
Breathless, he pulled back, lingering a bit longer on her lower lip before he finally released it, just to cover her face with kisses and gentle nibbles on his way down to her nipples. He swirled his tongue around the tiny peaks, loving the way she trembled underneath him and her cock throbbed against his buttocks, eager for more.
He had never pictured himself making love to a man, but somehow, he didn’t feel he was doing that, he felt he was making love to Katherine, and the fact she was in a man’s body, his body, didn’t make any difference for him. He still wanted her with the same passion he had wanted her when things were normal.
Sliding his hand down her belly, he captured her thick cock in his hand, feeling its hardness before he started stroking it, loving to hear her moan with pleasure. His own nipples were as hard as rocks and he could feel his clit aching for attention, and he let out a low moan loaded with sheer need.
Heaving and feeling her heart about to burst inside her chest, Katherine grabbed him in her arms and changed positions with him, getting on top. She had never been a man before, but she had seen a few in action, to know what to do and now, she wanted to do it. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he was giving her and sure he would love the same caresses he had given her, she focused on his breasts, kneading them while her mouth captured the hard nipples between her lips and the tip of her tongue licked it all over.
He moaned and closed his eyes and pleased, she continued, kissing and sucking while her hands caressed and squeezed. After a few minutes, he was squirming beneath her and her cock was oozing so much precum she was sure she wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
Sliding her hand down his belly she went straight to his clit, rubbing it a few times before she went lower and poked his entrance. He was so wet, so eager, his hips moved up to capture her teasing fingers.
Picking his thighs, she made him open his legs wide while he nestled his hips between them. Grabbing her cock, he took it straight to his entrance and guided her inside him. She didn’t waste a second and with a single thrust, she was inside him, feeling how his walls stretched for her. The feeling was amazing and she stayed still for a few seconds relishing on it, but soon the passion rushing between them was so powerful, so demanding she wasn’t able to stay still.
She started plunging in and out of him and soon they were flying together over the edge as his walls clenched hard around him, eager for more. The orgasm that had been building inside her finally erupted and she gushed inside him while her whole body trembled and she growled her pleasure in a very primal way while he sobbed and whimpered. She could feel his whole body convulsing underneath hers. She collapsed in bed next to him and he rolled over her, laying his head on her chest.
“I can’t believe we’ve lost six months of this,” he said, with a scowl.
She chuckled.
“Perhaps, this is just a product of the weird situation we’re in,” she said, with a scowl.
He tilted his head to look at her.
“You don’t really think that. This has been boiling inside us, we simply hadn't found the moment to let it come out,” he stated, with so much firmness in his tone, she wasn’t able to do anything else but believe in him.
They spent the whole night making love as if there was no tomorrow and the following morning they finally left for London in a rented carriage. Seeing the nineteenth century London was quite a surprise. They hadn't been expecting such a busy city.
Yes
, they had seen movies that pictured a city pretty much like the one they were seeing, but for some reason, they were expecting something a bit more bucolic than what they were seeing. They headed to an agency that rented houses for the season and after a few formalities, they were on the house they had chosen.
“So… I guess I’ll be the one heading to the House of Commons,” Katherine said while they enjoyed the lunch the housekeeper had prepared for them.
“Yes… I guess…” he grumbled. “What were you supposed to do?” he asked, admitting he hadn't paid much attention to her assigned duties.
“Oh, you know… social things mostly. Find a charity organization and mingle with the ladies in it, just earing, not talking much and gathering information” Katherine explained, with a scowl. She had hated the sexist division of chores but she knew this society was extremely sexist and they weren’t supposed to interfere, just observe.