Candy’s Fashion House Ch. 01

Thanks to Charlie for the editing, encouragement and the advice.

A story of a husband’s feminisation and transition.

Chapter One:

So how does a scruffy heterosexual male construction worker become the head of a small fashion house? Read on people, read on.

My Name Is Michael Curtiss and I grew up in a small town. A poor family, my dad worked long hard hours at the local steel mill to put a roof over our heads and keep us fed. He was a hard man who took no shit from anyone including me. The world seemed easy; things were black and white with no blurred lines.

I was an only child and although not a mummy’s boy I always gravitated towards her. She was a warm and caring woman who loved her family. She also had strong beliefs; a religious woman whose heart was broken when I decided no longer to suffer the ordeal of Sundays wasted at church. That drove a wedge between us and I don’t think she ever forgave me for it.

Physically I was short; even today I stand only five foot four.

I was a short geeky awkward looking kid who never seemed to fit clothes properly; I managed to always look untidy and scruffy.

Kids can be cruel and at school I was the geeky kid who everybody liked to pick on. I guess I was an easy target. It felt like I was pushed around by just about everyone. It wasn’t just my size, I think it was more my awkward shyness.

At school I had hardly any friends I didn’t seem to fit in with anyone. I was “that kid” you know the one, the last one picked for any sports teams, the one sitting on the sidelines watching rather than playing. Not that I wasn’t capable because I was quite athletic; just that everybody thought I would be useless because of my size, and my shyness meant that I never stepped forward.

The girls were the cruellest they actually enjoyed teasing and making fun of me.

As I grew my shyness only got worse and I became more and more introverted. I developed deep seated insecurity and self-esteem issues and that drove me further into my shell.

My mother god rest her soul did one positive thing that made my life bearable, she made me take a martial arts training programme. I learned Tae Kwon Do which was amazing. Our instructor was Korean the thing about him that impressed me the most was his size.

He was short barely taller than me, so I felt completely at ease with him. He was one of the few people who took me seriously. He never let His stature affect him he was as tough as teak. Never taking a backward step and there were plenty of guys at least twice his size, it was because of his perseverance that I actually became pretty good and actually won a couple of trophies.

There was more to it than kicking ass, there was the mindfulness that helped me, I learned about meditation and sometimes fighting isn’t the answer. Just because you can kick someone’s ass doesn’t mean you should.

So martial arts taught me how to fight. At school when the bullies picked on me I fought back and I fought damn hard. It didn’t stop the kids making fun of or teasing me but it did stop the beatings.

High school I was no better. I didn’t fit in with any of the groups I became even more reclusive. I spent a lot of time by myself. When I wasn’t reading I was working. My family weren’t wealthy if I wanted something I had to work to get it. I filled in my time with part time work around the neighbourhood, one of which was mowing the lawns and doing the yard work for the Morrison’s who lived up the street from us. The money was good but it wasn’t the main reason I liked and looked forward to it.

It was Mr’s. Morrison who was the real attraction. She was a mature woman in her forties but still very attractive. Her husband was on the road a lot. Julie took me under her wing; she nurtured and looked after me. She took great delight in teasing me; she always dressed provocatively when her husband wasn’t around. She teased me remorselessly and at first I didn’t realise it due to my complete naivety, but she was flirting with me. I was so dumb I never clicked on. I just thought she was being nice, that was until she introduced me to her naked body one hot sweaty summer’s afternoon when I was finishing their lawns. So as well as me doing their yard work I was also doing Julie. Julie took great pleasure in teaching me all about sex and the female body. She was insatiable and schooled me very well. The problem being I was so infatuated with Julie and so uncomfortable around girls my own age I became a social misfit.

By the time I was ready to head off to University I was well trained in the art of sexually satisfying a woman, but totally unequipped and incapable of actually meeting or talking to one.

At University the trends that had developed in junior school still applied, I was an outsider and didn’t fit in anywhere. I was scruffy, awkward, shy and socially inept.

So I lived the life of a loner, the dorm room I shared with two other guys was the normal setup they were the same çekmeköy escort age and they were young and hormonal, always out chasing girls. Because I was so awkward they never invited me to go with them. I overheard them talking about me one night after they came home from a party drunk, they were laughing about me they thought I must be gay as I was so effeminate.

Effeminate, what the hell I never thought of myself as feminine, and I definitely wasn’t gay!! Everybody else said I was untidy and scruffy, how could I be girly. Whilst at University I met the love of my life Lauren Metcalf. Lauren was the sexiest girl I had ever seen in my entire life. Lauren was part of the in crowd and she hung around with an elite group of girls who thought they were royalty. Lauren seemed different though. I didn’t understand why she hung around with them. She appeared at least to me to be much like me, she didn’t seem to fit.

I followed Lauren everywhere she went. I watched on enviously following her every move. In today’s politically correct world I would have been termed a stalker.

The group of girls she hung around with had a leader Alecia Mason. Alecia obviously came from a wealthy family judging by the car she drove and the clothes she wore. She lived off campus and shared a great little flat with Lauren. I was envious of Alecia being able to see and talk to Lauren whenever she wanted.

Lauren and I shared one class which was business management. My major was an arts degree, not because I wanted to, not because I loved the arts, just because my parents were forcing me to go to University and I thought the arts would be a cruisy ride. Fuck how wrong can you be? I was even failing that and. I didn’t think I would be able to hang on past the end of the year I was doing so badly. Business management was the one class I was actually doing any good at.

When you consider that for most of the time in the class I would sit and drool over Lauren it was surprising how well I was doing.

Lauren is one of those beautiful lithe elegant graceful creatures; she didn’t go to the gym. She was a natural beauty who didn’t need makeup to accentuate that beauty. She had a tomboy’s body, not buxom or overly shapely but I thought she was perfect; she was about the same height as me, with sexy legs way to long for her body and a tiny little waist with beautifully proportioned boobs. Her neck was tall and slim, her features Elphin with beautiful big green eyes. She was a picture of elegance and beauty.

The good news was she didn’t have a boyfriend, or at least I never saw her with one.

Laurens little group was led by the indomitable Alecia. Ah Alecia, she was the epitome of cool, everybody swooned after her she walked around with this haughty I’m better than you attitude. Actually she scared the shit out of me. Alecia is one of those people who can freeze you or make you feel inferior with one look from their icy cold eyes.

It was the school that threw me the life line (thank God) Business management the one class that Lauren and I shared threw up the opportunity. The class was set a project and the class split into teams of two. Lauren was selected as my partner!! Oh thank you god, you are wonderful!!

The problem being now I couldn’t hide, I had to talk to her and work with her. It meant I had to pull up my big boy pants and do it. In the end Laurens down to earth attitude and her warm caring nature made it so easy. Pretty soon we were spending a lot of time together working on the project. We both needed this project to deliver top marks.

We spent a lot of time at Laurens place; compared to my place it was bordering on palatial.

Alecia took an instant and deep dislike to me. I think it would be fair to say she hated me. I never figured out why, well not until much, much later anyway. Lauren laughed it off saying Alecia was just protective of her friends.

Still it made me so uncomfortable, several times I heard Alecia suggesting Lauren find another partner, someone more her equal, someone who would be able to give her some real help.

Once I heard her say “Just dump the loser, fuck Lauren he is dragging you down. Ditch him before it’s too late.”

Fortunately Lauren didn’t see it that way, she defended me fiercely telling Alecia that I was the one doing most of the work, and I was the one with the good ideas. The more time we spent together the closer we became.

One night I invited her over to my dorm, just because I couldn’t bare another night of Alecia putting me down and purposefully making fun of me and embarrassing me in front of Lauren. Anyway we had gone down to the local for lunch and on the way back to my dorm I picked up a couple of bottles of cheap wine and as we worked on the project we both got pretty hammered.

It was the night we first kissed. Oh my god it was amazing and wonderful. I was in heaven. She was so fucking hot. The kisses became more passionate and I thought I was going to get cevizli escort laid, but Lauren had other ideas and cooled me off saying she wasn’t ready for anything serious before she headed home.

Over the next couple of weeks that became the normal routine, we locked ourselves in my room to study and make out.

Eventually we did make love and I would love to be able to say it was as fantastic, everything I had dreamed of but unfortunately it wasn’t, I was so anxious I just about came while we were making out. I certainly didn’t last long. I was so embarrassed, but Lauren shushed me saying it was all ok.

Thankfully I was able to make up for it over the next few days and when we got past the nervous clumsy stage it grew to be as amazing as I thought it would be. I couldn’t believe my luck.

Lauren and I became almost inseparable; the downside for Lauren more than for me was Alecia who went into all-out attack against me. She took every opportunity to belittle or mock me. One night as I turned up at their place to pick up Lauren, I could hear Alecia screaming at Lauren telling her, “I was a waste of space, a loser and how I would fuck up her life.” I heard Lauren crying trying to stop Alecia’s vitriolic attack. I grew some balls and knocked on the door. Fuck Alecia she couldn’t make my girl cry!!

Lauren came running out slamming the door behind her and she literally dragged me to the car.

We ended up in a little bar we sometimes frequented, Lauren apologised for Alecia’s outburst. I hushed her with a kiss and a hug.

In tears Lauren opened up about her problems. She was scared that she would have to give up on her dream of becoming a lawyer. She didn’t have enough money to pay her tuition and accommodation or food. She was totally dependent on Alecia who was letting her stay with her rent free. Without Alecia’s generosity she would be screwed. “Mikey I can’t continue like this Alecia has gone crazy about our relationship. It’s untenable at home at the moment. I’m afraid we will have to break up, I am sorry Mikey, I really am, but without Alecia’s help I can’t do it.”

I was desperate “Lauren why don’t you come and stay with me, we could move in together.”

Lauren was in tears, “Come on Mikey you share with a couple of guys, there’s no room for me. I think it is best if we don’t see each other for a while.”

I was frantic “No Lauren look I will be honest these last few weeks have been the best of my entire life. Lauren I want you in my life. I am failing here at school anyway, what say I get a job and we get a place off campus, you can concentrate one hundred percent on your degree and I will support us both. I promise to work hard and make sure that you have everything you need to pass. If at any time you feel it’s not working you can walk away no questions asked. Lauren I couldn’t bear to lose you.”

She was still crying “Mikey I couldn’t let you do that. Your degree is every bit as important as mine.”

I was shaking my head vigorously “No Lauren once you have passed your degree and become a rich famous lawyer I can then go back to school and finish my degree. Lauren I am failing here, I’m only fooling myself and wasting the schools time. Come on Lauren; please let’s give it a go.”

Lauren was hesitant and nervous, “Mikey I don’t know Alecia has been so amazing she has supported me all the way. I love her Michael she is my best friend. She will be so angry if I run out.”

I had to convince her; I just had to “Lauren I won’t get in the way of your friendship with Alecia. She is your friend I understand that and I don’t want to spoil it or get in the way; I would never stand between you and your friends. Maybe once we are living separately she may feel differently about me.”

We had some more drinks and that night back at my dorm room and I rocked her world. I used every trick that Julie had taught me. I licked her pussy for all I was worth; I made sure she had a couple of powerful orgasms which the guys in the next room must have heard; either that or they thought we had become deeply religious because Lauren kept screaming out oh god. Her orgasms left her breathless and totally sated. As we lay together basking in what was a poignant moment, Lauren rolled over and stroked my face, “Oh god Mikey that was amazing, I have never cum like that before.”

It was my chance I said “Come on then Lauren give me a chance. If I fuck up I am sure Alecia will be only too pleased to point out the error of your ways and what a fuck up I am and let you move back in”.

So that was it, yes Alecia fought Lauren, they had a huge fight. We found a very small apartment off campus and we moved in together. I managed to get a job with a local contracting firm working as a rigger scaffolder, labourer. I worked my ass off, I worked every hour I could including Saturdays and Sundays.

It was a weird environment; it was almost like being back in junior school. The guys gave me shit about being a little erenköy escort guy, they gave me all the heaviest jobs but I never shirked any of them. Even when they gave me jobs I couldn’t do, I did them, and I worked things out. Eventually I won them over with my shear hard work, determination, and never give up attitude. If anything I dressed scruffier and acted tougher to fit in. At first Lauren tried to stay in touch with Alecia and she stayed over with her a few times and they had their girly nights, but Alecia hated the fact that Lauren chose to live with me and slowly cut Lauren out of her life. It hurt Lauren deeply and she cried for days afterwards, she couldn’t believe Alecia was being so cold and hurtful. It seemed way over the top for me as well; I couldn’t understand why she hated me, and why she was taking that out on Lauren.

School wise Lauren excelled, and as expected graduated with honours from her class.

We talked long and hard about what to do after Graduation.

After many applications Lauren was finally offered a position at a well-respected law firm, unfortunately it meant moving to another town. Once we made the decision it was easy. We threw ourselves into making it work. I was easily able to find another job at a local construction company, with the experience I had already established I made supervisor and the money was fantastic. The money proved to be incredibly important as Lauren new position was as a junior and at a very low rate. So it was hard work for twelve months. I worked every project and job I could, I worked really long hours and I worked my ass off. Lauren worked just as hard trying to gain as much experience as possible.

At the end of the twelve months we had saved enough for the deposit on an apartment.

Lauren had her heart set on a house; she didn’t want to buy an apartment. She wanted the dream, a house in the suburbs, the whole deal, picket fences and a letterbox.

We didn’t really have enough for a house, especially a detached one. I kept pressing the point we couldn’t afford a house but Lauren was adamant, I wouldn’t say we argued but we definitely didn’t see eye to eye. I moaned that the longer we waited to buy something the further away the goal would be. She held out stubbornly, every time I would point out a nice apartment she would get all defensive and find every fault there was.

Opportunities do come along if you keep your eyes and mind open. While I was working on a project installing a new ducting system at a local supermarket I met a guy who was looking to sell his parents place, it was a deceased estate. It was a small house on the outskirts of town. It wasn’t a big posh house, but it had an attached garage and a really nice kitchen. The bathrooms were marble and the place had a fantastic outlook. It was on an elevated section and wasn’t closed in by surrounding houses. Normally this place would be out of our price range, but because we were able to do the deal without agents. The price was less than some of the small apartments we had been looking at. So with my heart in my mouth I took Lauren to see it. I was expecting her to reject it because it wasn’t big or fancy.

The moment she saw it she fell in love. When I saw the look in her eye as we walked through the place I just knew I had to somehow make this deal work. Lauren used her firm to handle the conveyancing and that saved us enough money to redecorate.

When we moved in it was an amazing night. Lauren was over the moon.

That weekend Lauren proposed to me. Fucking hell, she proposed to me!

Lucky really because I certainly didn’t have the balls to ask her, it took me completely by surprise; in fact it was fair to say she blew my socks off! Until then she had never even said I love you. She had tears in her eyes as she explained that if it wasn’t for everything I had done we would never be in the position we were in. This was the biggest moment in my life and off course I accepted. It was what I had always dreamed and fantasised about.

We kept the wedding pretty low key and we didn’t take a honeymoon. The money we saved on the wedding and honeymoon we poured into the house. I got some favours from suppliers and contractors. I laid hardwood floors throughout the house. Installed a new power shower and a freestanding bath tub, which was something Lauren had drooled over every time we went into hardware stores.

Things were fantastic for the next couple of years. We both worked hard and saved as much money as we could.

At the six year mark however things weren’t looking quite so rosy.

Lauren was now working harder and longer hours. Over the last few months she had been getting home in the evening sometimes as late as midnight. I was becoming more and more suspicious, our sex life had come to a complete standstill I couldn’t even remember the last time we made love.

I convinced myself that she was either having an affair or had finally come to realise that she could do better than me. I mean it wasn’t just the long hours she was working, but she was going into the office to work over the weekends. What got me suspicious about an affair was when she came home smelling heavily of alcohol, obviously having been out somewhere other than work,