Family Values

Their hearts were racing as they walked back to their apartment. They were no sooner inside when their hands started tearing at each others’ clothes, at once familiar and unfamiliar, and they started to undress each other on their way to the bedroom. Slowly, lovingly, Kit caressed Chrissy’s smooth legs as he eased off her stockings, and then he rolled her onto her stomach and pulled her panties down to her knees. When she heard Kit reach into the nightstand for the vibrator, Chrissy closed her eyes in sweet anticipation.

Before the night was over, Chrissy had her womanhood, and Kit had a plan.

* * *

Kit woke up first the next morning, his body entwined with Chrissy’s, just like always. The only thing different about them was their hair, Kit mused as he played with Chrissy’s tangled shag. For the first time in memory, Kit looked forward to not having to shampoo, condition and style his own hair. Freedom!

Chrissy rolled over and smiled. Kit took one look at her face, and started to giggle. “What’s wrong?” Chrissy asked.

Kit ran a finger playfully over the stubble on Chrissy’s chin. “My baby needs a shave,” he said.

“Nothing that a little hormone therapy can’t take care of,” Chrissy said as she tweaked a nipple on one of Kit’s breasts. Kit moaned, and when he reached down for Chrissy’s penis, it jumped at his touch. “Let’s do it the old fashioned way, for old time’s sake,” Chrissy said as she climbed on top of Kit. Time stood still as their bodies rose and fell in unison until they exploded in simultaneous orgasms.

They lay together in silence for a long time. Kit was deep in thought. “Maybe those hormones aren’t such a good idea,” he finally said.

“What do you mean?”

“Think about it. We just had perfect sex, how many times? I lost count at five. Anyway, if you start taking hormones, you’re gonna lose your drive along with that stubble of yours. Are you sure you want that?”