Margreet woke up, yawned and stretched. At that moment she became aware that she was not in her bed at the guest house, but in Huibs bed, in their bed. Carefully, so as not to wake him, she turned around... and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. His blond hair lay like a wavy mass around his head, on his pillow and shoulders. She turned further, crawled into his arms and kissed him.

"What an incredibly special experience that was, to wake up, open my eyes and see only a bunch of wavy hair of my sweet girl. The best view ever, I thought, until you turned around... how nice you look when you're just awake, such a lovely sleepy little face."

He stroked her cheeks with his fingertips.

Margreet smiled, "Did you sleep so well too?"

Huib nodded, as his hand stroked along her arm, pretending to be very surprised, "You don't have any nightgown or pajama on at all! Not even underwear!" He looked mischievous, grinning, "That’s so convenient, then I can reach everything better..."

He started stroking her and kneading her in various places. "Huib, Huib, wait a minute, what time is it, we have to have breakfast at half past seven. What time is it?"

She tried to wriggle free to look at the alarm clock, but Huib held her tight and continued to tease and arouse her. "The alarm hasn't gone off yet, so we still have time," he whispered. He began to kiss her, with such passion, that Margreet could not, and would not, help but reciprocate his almost adrift caresses. Her hands flew over his back, and as Huib began to caress her breasts with his lips and tongue, her hand moved to his hips, to his belly. She squeezed and massaged him wherever she could grab him, and then put her hand under his genitals. She stroked, played with them as if they were soft clay, and felt to her delight that they were getting stronger, the skin tightening.

Huib groaned, began to move his lower body as his hands moved over Margreet's body. Margreet straightened up a little and lay down on top of him. Her body reacted violently to his fanatical caresses. Huib felt how her body began to tremble, and how she started to squirm as he gently squeezed and caressed her buttocks with light pressure. Suddenly she rose a little, supporting herself on her hands and panting heavily, looking at him with dark hazy eyes. He saw how her chest was heaving and grabbed her breasts, teasing her nipples with his forefingers, gently massaging her breasts. Her nipples immediately played the game, becoming rigid and causing copious sensations in her pubic area from his touches.

How she came up with the idea, she herself did not know, but she got down on her knees... and took him into herself. For a moment she was confused by what she had done, saw that Huibs eyes grew large, and then, while Huib held both her hands, she began to move like an amazon on a horse. Huib moved with her, as far as he had the space to do so. He stared at Margreet. How beautiful she was, the way she moved there!

She felt that she was almost reaching her climax and started to ride him faster. The moment she was overwhelmed by her orgasm, she threw her head back and called out his name. Only a few seconds later, Huib also cummed as he thrust violently a few more times, causing an even deeper reaction in his lover. For a moment Margreet stayed like that in utter bewilderment, then with difficulty lifted her head and let herself fall forward. Huibs arms pulled her tightly against him. And together they calmed down, to a wonderful relaxation.

"Do you know how beautiful you looked when you did that? You looked like an amazon riding a horse, like you'd never done anything else. How did you know...?"

"I didn't know anything," she groaned, "pfff what a wonderful thing that was, I felt like an accomplished horsewoman indeed." She chuckled, "I've never been on a horse before! That will be my next hobby, riding a horse! Only... a horse is quite expensive he, to buy and to take care of..."

Questioningly she looked at Huib, who nodded affirmatively. "No problem," he said with a mischievous grin, "I'd really like to be your horse, then you can be my amazon. You gallop amazingly!"

They laughed it off together and rolled back and forth on the bed, for pure joy, until the alarm clock put an end to that. With a firm kiss they ended their game and got out of bed.

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Margreet, because of her work, always wore jeans. That just seemed the most convenient. But now that she felt like a real woman for the first time in her life, she figured she could probably work in a dress too. She had two dresses here, the fiery one she had worn at the dance evenings, and a simple denim dress. With the first she had matching tights, with the second a thicker pair of tights of a slightly darker shade than the dress. She decided to go blue today, and because of the chilly weather, she put on her cardigan over it. She put her hair in an easy ponytail, but then figured she'd have some time to braid it. She had absolutely no experience with that, but surely it couldn't be very difficult. Thinking carefully, and remembering how she had wrapped the first few strands around each other, she braided her hair and was pleased with the result.

Huib had already gone downstairs to make coffee, as he always did before he went to the 'other side'. Margreet found him in the kitchen, nodding as he held up the coffee pot questioningly to her.

"Wow, how different you look today!"

"Yeah hey! I've become a woman, Huib, I feel like a real woman for the first time. My body has come alive, and so has my mind. I hardly remember how I used to breathe, it seems as if I can only sigh deeply now! Do you like it like this, a dress and a braid?"

"Yes, I really do, it looks good on you!" Stroking he ran his fingers over her braid. "Although I must say that I find your loose hair enchanting, and I like to wiggle my fingers in it."

"Do you want me to loosen it again?"

"Well no dear girl, I'm just telling you what I like. You get to choose how you wear it, I'm not going to dictate that to you, I wouldn't want to."

Thoughtfully she nodded, "I don't have to follow orders anymore...I get to think for myself now, and I get to take my thoughts seriously, choose what's good for me."

Huib gave her a kiss on her forehead, "Exactly, that's just the way it is!"

"But in doing so I do want to take you into account. I am not a self-contained puppet, I am one with you, and I want nothing more."

"That seems contradictory yes, because who do you have to choose for. I think the question each time is, what you want, and more importantly what you feel... from there you may learn to choose. That will not always be simple, I can imagine that thoughts of doing something wrong and feelings of guilt and shame can still get in the way. If there is something on your mind, if there is something you don't know, just talk to me, we'll figure it out together."

Margreet nodded and took her mug of coffee from him. She carefully took a small sip of the hot coffee. "Hmm delicious, what a great way we have found to start the day!"

Huib smiled, "Couldn't be better, we should make this a tradition, don't you think?"

She nodded and enjoyed how she felt. She also enjoyed that they felt this together, shared it together. How her life had changed! How good her life with Huib was!

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