Chapter 4

"I don't have many personal hours saved up," I protest. She only wanted a weekend but I want to use those hours for myself.

Maria replies, "I already checked with Anne and she'll approve the time off for both of us."

"It's a... '

"Please," she pleads.

"So it's just a wedding?" I'm annoyed that I'm softening. I'm too much of a push over.

"Right, Sacramento. Go up Friday, wedding Saturday, come back Sunday."

Maria explained earlier that her family wanted me to accompany her so I would be "inspired" with our "relationship". Maria needs to be strong with her parents but it's easy for me to say. I'm not sure I or any woman would do better if she had Maria's parents.

"Please," she tries again. "I'll make it up to you. I'll get you something."

"Like what?"

"A new shirt or something."

That didn't sound appealing.

"You know I wouldn't ask if I wasn't desperate. You met my family. You know how they are."

"Alright."

She leaps into my arms with a big hug. My penis reacts and I realize her breasts are pressed against my chest. I only notice it because my male body is turned on by it. As a woman, it's no big deal.

We drive up in Maria's older Toyota. She wants me to drive. Her car is more comfortable for the long drive than my Fiat would be.

When we meet members of her family I do my best to give a firm handshake and to have my arm around Maria or hold her hand. It feels much more comfortable than that first meeting.

Maria's parents paid for our hotel room. Yes, singular.

"So we're both in the same room?" I ask.

"Everybody thinks we're having sex so why pay for an extra room?"

"Oh."

"We'll make it work out."

"Right. We can change in the bathroom."

"I don't care if you see me naked. We'll only be in this room to sleep."

"Ok." It's kind of a lie. Sure it's no big deal if I happen to see Maria naked. I'm worried about that other independent head down below. It may have other plans for Maria.

We check into our shared room. It a single king bed. At least with a bed that size we can stay separate.

"We're meeting my parents for dinner at 7:30," Maria says. "I'll want to shower before we go. I'm going to take a nap. It's ok to watch TV. It won't bother me."

She told the truth that she wouldn't be bothered by me seeing her body. She strips down to panties and a t-shirt with no bra for her nap. As I expected to see she has large boobs. She always fills out her tops. My stupid little alternate head says it likes that. I decide to take a walk to clear my mind and remove the visual stimulation. Sometimes I feel like I'm becoming more and more a man in my thoughts to go with what I already am in body.

Maria is already showered and dressed when I return. I shower then get dressed in the bathroom.

"Feeling bashful?" she asks.

"Just don't want to start anything," I tease.

Dinner with her parents and siblings is ok. I feel awkward but I survive. I often put my hand on top of Maria's as a show of affection. I think I'm doing much better at helping her fool her parents. Her mom still likes to steer the topic to marriage but it's not just Maria that's sick of it. Her dad often guides the topic elsewhere. I'm starting to like him. Mom? She still drives me and everyone crazy.

We return to our room afterward. The wedding is in the late afternoon and includes a dinner reception. We'll have time to kill during the day before we need to get dressed up for the big event.

Maria turns on the TV.

I feel tired and want to sleep. Maria had a nap. I didn't.

"What side of the bed do you want?" I ask. She slept in the middle during her nap.

"It doesn't matter."

"Do you want closer to the bathroom?"

"Ok."

Our first big decision completed! Maria in on the right.

She strips down to panties and puts on a night shirt.

"So are you going to get undressed or sleep in that all night?"

I guess I am getting undressed right here. I go down to my boxers. I notice Maria often looks over to check my body out.

I slip into bed. I fall fast asleep.

I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. I walk slowly and don't turn on any lights. When I return to the main room, there is enough ambient light to see Maria bundled up under the covers. I slip back into bed but I'm warm so I pull my covers into the middle. We're just like a couple, the woman is cold and the man is hot. I drift back asleep.

Morning light slips through a gap in the blackout curtains. I glance at the clock. Just past 7:00 am.

Then I notice Maria is staring at me.

When she see that I noticed her she says, "Have a good dream last night?"

"What? No. Why?"

She points down. "It looks like it."

I have a big erection in my boxers. My penis aches like it needs release. Is this why guys are always so horny in the morning despite morning breath and whiskers? I don't remember having any dreams last night. I rarely remember any dreams ever since I became a man.

My penis throbs.

"Whoa," Maria teases. "Easy fella."

I want a release badly and I'm not thinking about masturbation. I'm thinking like a guy. I have a sexy female in bed with me talking about my penis. It sounds like enough interest to me.