A New Way to Swing
Part 1
Old friends and lovers Ellen 'Foxy' Adams and 'Beau' Randy Latour had very comfortable and secure lives. Even luxurious ones. But they didn't want secure and comfortable lives they wanted to swing! Comfortable and secure lives were for squares. After all this was the swinging sixties. Unfortunately for them their respective mates were conventual squares. Why had they married them? Well even though Ellen's husband was handsome and Beau Randy's wife was beautiful and very sweet it was for money! Both Foxy and Beau loved luxury and easy. Working for a living was for squares too, Beau knew. Though of course Ellen being a woman didn't have a hope of a high paying job and knew it, so we should cut her some slack!
Ellen was a beautiful blond with a beautiful face and perfect figure. She radiated sex appeal, which was hardly surprising with the nickname Foxy.
'Beau' Randy Latour was from an old French family and tall and handsome. He dressed with dash, style and elegance. He had been known as 'Beau' ever since his first year of high school at the exclusive Burroughs academy.
College was where the two of them met and became lovers. Of course they didn't love each other. Truth be told I don't think they loved anybody but themselves! Ellen had gone there on a gymnastic scholarship as she came from a poor, rural family and couldn't have gone to Washington U in St. Louis any other way. 'Beau' came from an old, social French family that had come to St. Louis shortly after Laclede. He had some money, but not enough for his preferred life style. He met Ellen at a wild sexy orgy in college and since each one was easily the best looking ones there they had become lovers – though hardly exclusive ones – that was so square. They never even thought of marrying each other, as they both wanted money. Besides, neither one never really liked each other very much. Each one considered to be shallow and self adsorbed.
Now they were not bad people, but they were right about each other. Especially Ellen about Randy – just superficial and self absorbed. Of course they never thought of themselves like this – just each other! They of course considered themselves 'with it'. Right now they were lying in bed with each other, as even though they were married they were hardly fanatical about it!
"I am so tired of having to sneak around!" Ellen bitched. "Why do our mates have to be so hopelessly square? I would love for the four of us to swing! It's not that my husband wouldn't have a good time, your wife is beautiful and my husband is certainly virile and handsome."
"Dream on, Foxy" laughed 'Beau Randy'. "They're so square they could be used to make T-squares for drafting! "
She laughed and pressed her incredible blond body next to his and they went at it again. She loved sex! Especially forbidden sex and Randy was a very sexy, talented handsome, partner with lots of experience.
"I hate sneaking around on Jimmy," she said afterwards lighting up a joint. She passed it to Randy.
" But we don't have much choice if we want to swing. Both your Jimmy and my father in law Blunt are hardly the understanding types and our prenuptial agreements preclude any advantageous divorce. I would have to go to work – really work in some boring job – maybe even get my hands and clothes dirty (he shuddered) and you – well – what could you do as a woman – maybe be a secretary or something? We love our luxurious lives too well."
Ellen took the joint back and puffed reflectively. "All too fuckin' true! I wish there was some way to bring more excitement into our lives! Having sex with each other occasionally is great, but hardly new to either of us. We've been doing this since we met at Hank's pot and free sex party the first year we both were in college. That was – god nine years ago and we were both 18. "
He smiled. "Yes, how time flies when you're having fun!"
She disposed on the joint down the toilet of the hotel room. "Speaking of time flying," she said. "We better get out of here and back to our boring old lives. "
Randy glanced at the clock and sighed. "Yes, I have to make an appearance at work. Carol's dad is insisting that I attend the stupid meeting on possibly acquiring the Reading Rail Road. I have to show as he is already upset with me for my crack 'about don't we have to pass goal first?' It's a good thing he doesn't know about us and me cheating on his precious Carol or would tie both of us to the tracks and run over us himself with a locomotive! He is one tough hombre. It's been said about him that he is a tiger masquerading unsuccessfully as a human being."
Ellen slipped on her sexy and very brief Panties and hooked a lacy bra over her 35C breasts. Her long blond hair fell gracefully of her shoulders. Her tight blouse was enticing as was her short mini skirt. She slipped on her sexy, high boots and stood and kissed Randy goodbye with plenty of tongue.
"Same time next week I guess, but lets go to a sleazy motel for a change – that might be more exciting."
Randy liked excitement but he liked comfort a lot more. "No, lets stick with the Chase!"
She laughed. She knew him well. The heels of her boots rang as she headed for the door. She moved with a quick, athletic gait. Randy took his time dressing in his handmade Italian suit and shoes. And then came his tie - it took him ten minutes before he was satisfied with it's knots.
"God, I'm so handsome and elegant!!" he said admiringly to his mirror. He went down to his Porsche and drove away.
Part 2
Carol looked admiringly at her husband Randy. They were dressing for dinner at the St. Louis Country club. Her daddy was hardly an admirer of her handsome husband but even he had to admit Randy was a tremendous social asset! Without him they, even as rich as they were would never have gained admitted to the St. Louis Country Club! And unlike most men he dressed so well. She was never ashamed to be seen with him – he never looked like an unkempt slob like most clueless males! Not Beau Randy! And Carol took immense satisfaction in knowing that every female envied her, her handsome, elegant husband! Of course her daddy always said his tailor makes him! Despite herself Carol had to laugh at that. She sure tried her daddy's indulgence when she wanted to marry her Randy! But Dear Daddy gave in – he always did for her! She really loved her daddy was sorry that he and her man didn't get along. She glanced at her husband and got a little wet. Even after 4 years of marriage she got excited just looking at him. He was so handsome and dressed so well – he was so elegant and such a great dancer, and a stallion in bed. He was just about perfect. If only he thought a little more of her and less of himself and had a little more ambition, but he seemed to be content to relax and enjoy life. It drove her daddy crazy! He made Randy a VP but her husband hardly ever showed up at work! It was very embarrassing!
Dandy Randy was happy. A formal dance was when he was at his best. All the women wanted him for a partner but he was discreet and mostly danced with his wife and with those that would help his father in law's Blunt's affairs. He did have a sense of obligation to his wife's dad. The man was generous! But Randy sure hope the old tiger never found out about him and Ellen! If Blunt did poverty was the best he could hope for, Ted Blunt might well kill him!
Of course poor Ellen and her husband were not there. They were not socially acceptable enough.
Ellen's husband looked up as his beautiful wife entered. Jimmy was a self made multi millionaire. He was an ex machinist who had developed several inventions that made him rich. He was dark haired and rather burly and thirty five. He was also, VERY jealous of his wife. He hated her nick name of Sexy as he was from a conservative, rather puritanical background.
Ellen carried a shopping bag to explain her absence. Her boot heels clicked a she walked gracefully over and kissed her husband who left his chair. Soon he picked her up and carried her into their bedroom! Ellen was amused that less than an hour ago was fucking her lover and now would be fucking her husband. Life could be good. She just adored sex! It was a shame though that her husband wouldn't dream of maybe mate swapping and a foursome or more!
Ellen lay there; smoking a forbidden joint after her husband fell asleep. The man was so square he didn't even recognize the smell of pot! Ellen reflected that her and Randy's decision not to socialize very much was a good one. No sense arousing suspicions as their earlier affair had been widely known.
Ellen was running in Forest Park a few says later when she saw a car being pursued by another at very high speed. What Nut Cakes! The park roads were winding they would be sure to crash! But they didn't. The first car served violently and drove across a divider to get away and as it hit the burrier Ellen saw a flash of something some flying out of the window. Curious she hurried over and picked up a strange looking medallion. It looked cheap but maybe not. Ellen had the sense of real age about it! Well she would look at it later and continued her running. She was happy as all the males admired her magnificent figure running in tight clothes with her great tits bouncing.
That night the first car returned to the park and people search hopelessly for the medallion! Where had it flown out? The two occupants were blaming each other in raised voices.
Ellen forgot about the medallion for several days. She got it out right after returning from the beauty pallor where she had her hair cut. She really regretted letting her stylist Max cut it so short! It would take forever to grow back out. It might be chic but it wasn't sexy! She touched her running outfit as she was holding the medallion. There was a tingle! In a few minutes she felt her hair touching her shoulders again. Impossible! She looked in the mirror and it was true somehow she looked the same as she did before the hair cut!
Weirdsville! Over the next week Ellen experimented. She found the medallion needed 12 hours to recharge and it didn't just change her back to an earlier self. When Jimmy was out of town for a day she experimented some more and found it could change her into someone else. She had a scarf a friend had left and using it she found she became her dark hair, sultry friend. She even left the apartment this way and went out and everyone thought she was Susan. This had great possibilities. If this magic medallion could turn her into Susan – well why not a man? Ellen had always been curious about what sex was like as a man with a woman! She smiled wickedly. Now she and Randy could really swing! She didn't think he would be hard to convince! Not Randy! Her husband would be impossible, plus being him would be dull. It would be so exciting to do it with Randy's sweet wife Carol, with Carol thinking she was her husband! And the thought of Dandy Randy being fucked by Jimmy made her laugh out loud.
Ellen thanked her lucky stars she found such an amusing treasure! Of course the obvious thing to do would be for Randy and herself to have sex as each other with each other, but Ellen never had been one to leap at the obvious. They would certainly do that later, but for the first time she had as sex as man she wanted to do with a real woman not Randy in her body! Where was the advantage of that? He'd only be a pretend woman and she a pretend man. Ellen smiled smugly. Who said there was nothing new under the sun and no new way to swing had been devised since the Roman's refined orgies?
From a pay phone she called Randy up and told him to make a schedule of all his commitments (such as they were) for the next two weeks. She did the same.
"Whatever for, foxy girl?"
"Randy, my lover you have a real treat in store. You wont be able to find your hat to put your head on."
"I'm not doing those anesthesia drugs, they can kill you."
She laughed. "Is that the extent of your feeble imagination? What I have for you – for us makes drugs passé! "
His pulse began to race. "What is it?"
"You'll find out Tuesday afternoon we meet at the usual suite – same Bat Time – Same Bat channel!"
Randy groaned. He was an aristocrat. From time to time Ellen silly preferences for the worse of pop culture was very trying! He preferred Beethoven.
Tuesday Randy discreetly made his way to the suite Ellen arranged under a false name at the Chase. Today it was Robinson. He could tell she was really wound up. Well I guess it was understandable she was about to have sex with him! She was already naked. Then Dandy Randy frowned.
"What's that ghastly thing around your neck?" he asked.
She ginned, enough mischief for a class of first graders in her eyes. "Don't you like it?" she asked innocently.
"I do not!"
She laughed and her magnificent firm tits jiggled and he became aroused. Ellen took his shirt and touched the medallion to it. She held it to her for a few minutes until she could feel it work! Then told him to hold the medallion against his chest and press her panties to it. It was weird but Randy liked weird so he did it.
"What's that?"
"What's what?" she asked grinning.
"I thought I felt a weird tingle."
Her smile widened. "Soon you'll feel more than that."
He smiled knowingly and reached for her, but she danced away her eyes laughing at him. His eyes must be paying tricks. Her hair seemed to being getting darker and – impossible - that it was shrinking! But at the same time she seemed to getting taller. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He felt very strange himself. He looked over and - - and – and – impossible! Ellen was becoming him! Randy looked down. He was growing tits. Well courage was not his strong suit and he fainted.
"What a wimp!" thought Ellen. She watched the process with interest. In about a half an hour he was her – at least someone who looked like her down to the small birth mark on her ass lying on the bed. She crossed gleefully to the mirror. Randy stared back at her. This was so cool! It worked. She heard a feminine groan and turned back to the bed. 'Ellen' was getting up; 'she' stared at the 'man' and fainted again.
Ellen impatiently shook her new head. Sissy! It was strange not to feel the movement on long blond hair. Now Randy had it. She shook the fragile female figure.
Reluctantly beautiful blue eyes opened. With a strong hand Ellen clapped it over a mouth trying to stream.
"Settle down Randy! Just because we've switched bodies is no reason for you to get hysterical and go to pieces."
Randy felt indignant. "Well, if that isn't a good reason I liked to know one that is better. I come here expecting our usual sexual gymnastics and instead you switch our bodies! I assume that's you in my body, Ellen?"
She nodded noting absently that as well as her body Randy now had her slightly southern accent as she was originally from Popular Bluff and hadn't quite been able to eradicate it. That Medallion certainly knew its stuff she thought admiringly.
"So what's the big idea? Why am I in your body?"
She laughed. "You are slow aren't you? This is a new way to swing, dear. You know we could never even mention swapping mates to our respective spouses! And even that would hardly be original. Its been done since time began. But think for a moment we've become each other! You can have sex with my husband as me! And I can have sex with your wife as you!"
Despite himself Randy got excited. "Wow! Can we pull it off?" he asked. Suddenly he felt himself getting wet down below! Now that was strange and exciting!
"Sure. How can they suspect anything? You brought your schedule for the next week right?"
Randy nodded and felt long, gorgeous blond hair swirl around him.
"Well I did the same. OK let's dress and get out of here. I can't wait to see 'my wife'. You'll have to wait until 6 for 'your husband Jimmy' to come home for dinner. I have nothing on till then. You can go shopping!"
"I will!" Privately he always felt though Ellen dressed sexy her clothes needed more style and elegance! Even in her body he was damned if 'Beau Randy' wouldn't dress well!
Ellen hid a grin. She knew the first thing he would do was shop! But he had to admit he would no doubt upgrade her wardrobe. Another plus!
"How long are we going to swap?"
"I think a week will be enough."
"OK, sounds good to me. " He looked distastefully at her clothes. They were sexy but were hardly up to his standards. They would have to do for now! He dressed. Randy had to admit that even if the clothes were not the top of the line designer quality this body certainly was! He was now gorgeous, a perfect figure, firm breasts, absolutely dropped dead gorgeous face and eyes and hair to go with the perfect tits and ass!
With some help from Ellen He put on make up. It was strangely very easy to do so.
I still can't believe this!" Randy said Standing in front of the mirror. "I am you. Mrs. Ellen Adams a married woman! " Feeling even more distanced from his real self he slipped on Ellen's wedding ring.
He looked over and sighed with exasperation. "No, no you don't have the trousers at the right length and your tie is not tied properly!"
"For god's sake 'Beau' we've just swapped bodies and you're worried about ties and pants. Is this a time for such nonsense? Do they really matter that much?"
"Trousers and – especially ties always matter! " he said commandingly. "We agreed to swap for a week and you better not disgrace me by poor grooming and clothes!"
Ellen smiled indulgently. The earth might end but 'Beau' would always be dressed for dinner! "I'll take care of the medallion."
"See that you do!" he commanded in a musical voice. "This is fun for a visit, but I wouldn't want to live here."
"Same here! "
A horrible thought hit Randy. "When is your period?"
She laughed. "Now there's a thought! It's in about 16 days. There's a new experience for you. Do you want to have it for me?"
Randy shuddered. "No thanks!"
"Don't you want to be known as a man of courage?"
"Me? Hardly. I much prefer to be known as a man of taste! Having your period would not be tasteful!" Randy shuddered.
Ellen laughed to see her tits jiggling around. She has great knockers if she did say so herself!
Outside at the last minute Randy – long every inch Ellen Adams turned to her.
"Wow I sure feel weird! Are you sure that your husband wont be able to tell the difference?"
"Jimmy? Never! And neither will your wife. Now where's your Porsche?"
"Damn! That's right! I have to drive your lady's car! "
The excitement built for Ellen as she pulled into Randy's driveway. Driving his car had been great but she hoped driving his body in bed with his wife would be even better!
Carol smiled when her husband entered. She was pleasantly surprised when he kissed her.
"You feel up to some sex?" he asked her.
She flushed. Randy wasn't usually so blunt, but Carol found herself arouse by this masculine directness.
"Of course, darling! " She was even more thrilled when he picked her up in his strong arms and carried her into their bedroom. He never did that before! But she wasn't complaining! She was wet already. Her heart beat faster as he practically tore her clothes off and she clung to him with a fierce passion. He was tireless as usual, but far more creative and did she ever get off! Randy never made her scream like that before! She felt the ultimate passive surrender that for her was height of passion.
After three bouts Ellen leaned back with satisfaction. Now that was both different and wonderful. Carol was so submissive! Ellen liked that, that and being so strong and powerful!
Later that night they were due at Carol's father for dinner. Randy's valet helped his master to get ready. Leave it to Randy, Ellen thought inside Randy's borrowed body, to uphold traditions that were death when his grandfather was born! But right now she was glad of it. She knew she could never match Randy's dandyism without help. The valet was determined to make everything perfect. So naturally Carol was ready to go before Ellen.
Carol's eyes lit up when she saw her handsome husband! Ellen was flattered by her outpouring of affection and so allowed her to take her arm and off they went. It was so exciting being a man, being Randy – what a way to swing!
The real Ellen would have bet large sums on what Randy would do as her. She was right as rain. He went shopping! Here was his chance to shine. As man he had been rather constrained by the inherent dullness of 20th century men's clothes. He always felt he should have been a Regency Dandy! The first establishment he went to at a discreet address in Ladue (no sign on the door – such things are very well for the vulgar but not for this exclusive shop!) they didn't want to let him in as Ellen was dressed so bourgeois, but when he mention his own name they condescended to let him in and spend a truck load of cash!
Randy loved trying on one exquisite outfit after another. He had to reluctantly admit that Ellen was even better looking as woman than he was as a man! Then he went to the best shoe salon in the city and bought. Ellen had always leaned towards flats and more comfortable shoes, but not the new Ellen. "She' hanged comfort able and bought the most fashionable shoes and boots usually with high spiker heels. They made all her new clothes look even better not to mention her perfect legs. He had of course hired someone from the clothing store to come with him and bring the clothes so he could look and match. Everyone marveled over Mrs. Adams perfect taste and sense of style!
He looked at Ellen's slim watch. Damn, he was late! Reluctantly he drove to his new home. Sex was all very well, but could it really compare to dressing well?
Jimmy Adams jaw dropped when he saw his wife enter. He knew she was beautiful but who was this vision – this goddess. His wife walked gracefully across the marble floor, her heels ringing, and her make up perfect and kissed him.
"How do I look?"
It took him three tries to gasp. "WONDERFUL!
Randy smiled smugly. Even the middle class Jimmy knew perfection when he saw it.
"Thank you, dear" Randy murmured.
Jimmy could stand no more and picked up 'his wife' in his very strong arms and carried her to bed, he raining wild, passionate kisses on her beautiful face, all thoughts of dinner forgotten!
Randy got wet. He really aroused Jimmy! Far more than poor Ellen, sexy as she was did. So much was in the packaging!
Jimmy hurried off – tore of his own clothes as Randy carefully undressed so as not to spoil the new garments.
Ellen was right, Randy thought – this is a new way to swing, the clothes, the new body and now sex as a female. He was surprised to find how much pleasure he took from just exciting Jimmy. It made him feel complete, then the sex was wild, Randy enjoyed Jimmy's virility. Wow! Was sex different as a woman! He would really have to thank Ellen for the most wonderful day and night in his life!
In the morning Randy dressed in the new French lace negligee and admired his beauty in the mirror. His – Ellen's of course workaholic husband, delayed going to work to make love to him again! I've really got it, thought Randy smugly. Again sex was wonderful. He still preferred the pleasure of a man during the act, but the pre and after pleasure was greater as a woman.
As arranged he called Ellen up and both reported no problems. Ellen said she wanted to see how a man was treated in business and was going to Randy's office. Randy snorted with derision; he was going to a spa for the works including a new hair style.
"You better not have it cut too short!" said Ellen commandingly.
Randy enjoyed a day of pampering and the satisfaction of making Ellen's golden crowning glory even more glorious. Afterwards he did some more shopping.
Ellen in the meantime brought eyebrows up by appearing at work. With her native shrewdness she was even able to make some valuable comments at a meeting held by her current father in law on some proposed acquisitions. For the first time in his life Mr. Blunt was impressed with more than his son in law's social position.
Ellen was surprised how well men and especially woman treated her now! What a different a male body makes! She enjoyed lunch with Mr. Blunt. She liked and admired the old man- Randy never had and it was easy to see why. Randy was super sophisticated and shallow and Mr. Blunt was well – straight forward and had real substance and strength.
That night Ellen again enjoyed Carol's doing everything she could to please him – including sex. Carol was little surprised when her 'husband' wanted it again, but did her best! He was so handsome! Carol thought. Also, somehow he seemed more interested in her and less in himself.
Randy spent the rest of the week enjoying himself greatly. Shopping and sex, sex and shopping. He gave away most of Ellen's pathetic wardrobe to the Salvation Army. He suspected that Jimmy would hit the roof when the bills came, but that wasn't his worry! Ellen would be back when the storm broke! It made him laugh! But he took great pleasure in driving Jimmy wild with desire as he put Ellen's flexible gymnastic body to VERY good use!
Ellen enjoyed being Carol's husband and was surprised that she also enjoyed work. It made her feel important. She never would be given this much respect and power in her own body! She also liked sex better as a man. But she missed her beautiful, flexibly body. Also she was a little tired of always having to dress like Dandy Randy. It was too much a waste of time! She liked dressing well still, but not that obsessively. But she did like the strength of the male body. Could she ever hit a tennis ball now! WOW!
At week's end they met at the Chase. Randy wanted to go first so Ellen tossed him the medallion and some of his clothes. He touched but didn't change back! Horrified he kept trying again and again. Still nothing.
"See if you can change back!" said a frightened looking Randy looking the part of an alarmed young woman.
"Not a chance! No sense in me changing back if you can't! We can't have two me's around! Until you can change back I am staying you."
Randy started crying. "You said nothing could go wrong."
Ellen was unimpressed by this hysteria. "Look Randy, it might be anything – the time of the moon or anything. Keep the medallion and try tonight tomorrow – just keep trying. It's bound to work. Take some of my – I mean your clothes we keep here for emergency in the closet home with you so you have something to wear when you change back. Just be careful. Let me know when you make it and I will join you here. It's easier for you to slip away than me!"
Wiping his tears from beautiful blue eyes, Randy nodded. "I don't know what to do."
"Oh, go shopping or something for heaven's sake and stop whining!"
Randy's now beautiful blue eyes lit up. Shopping always made him feel better.
A week went by then 2 without Randy changing! He grew suspicious of Ellen. Was she trying to steal his body? Had she given him the real medallion? So he tested it. He knew the medallion worked as he changed 2 cats into each other! So it had to be something else but what! WHAT? But he grew sued to be Ellen and her routine. He had to admit he loved having sex with Jimmy and being so beautiful and sexy and of course all the beautiful and fashionable new clothes. Randy hired a maid to help him dress and to help pamper him and help with hair and grooming over Jimmy's strong protests.
"No maid, no sex!" he said smugly. Jimmy gave in. Randy intuitively knew he would.
Ellen enjoyed being Randy as well. She realized with a pang that she would hate to change back. She found that she really, really liked Carol. The woman was so sweet and loving. How could Randy dismiss her the way he always did. And Ellen was also becoming very into work and the respect it got her.
The third week coma and went. One day Ellen called him up and was laughing.
"Enjoying your period, 'Ellen'?" the real Ellen said.
"What period asked, Randy absently flipping through Vogue with beautiful legs curled under him gracefully.
"You mean you haven't have a period yet?"
"No thank god, why am I due? "
"Overdue."
"Oh, no. Is it serious? What should I do?" asked Randy beginning to get worried.
"See my gynecologist."
"Never!"
"Suit yourself."
"OK, who is it?" He sighed. Life was so hard and unfair.
Ellen told him. Later Ellen was not surprise to be asked to meet a hysterical Randy.
"I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!" Randy screamed. "I can't be pregnant! I'm a man! "
"Look in the mirror and say that. And for god's sake try to get a grip," said Ellen laughing. "You're acting like a hysterical woman!"
Randy glared at the insensitive clod. " I'm not!" he screamed.
"Randy – did you use protection – or take my birth control pills when you had sex with Jimmy?"
Ellen's pretty face turned pail with Randy's realization. 'That right, now I'm the woman, I needed to do it!"
Ellen nodded. "I guess that's why you can't change back. Maybe it will work after the baby is born."
She comfortable a sobbing Randy.
"But I don't want to become a mother."
"Too late now! And I know you're a good catholic and don't believe in abortion, even if it was legal."
Randy buried a beautiful face in 'her' hands. She was going to be a mother! Life was so unfair!
"I better take charge of the medallion, as you're too careless."
With a glare Randy passed it over. "You're not too broken up about it!" Randy said with feminine nastiness.
"I'm not. I figured this was the problem when I heard about the lack of period. So I had time to adjust.'
Life was so unfair thought the new Ellen as she drove home. Woman can get pregnant and men get off Scott free! It wasn't fair. And even though she wouldn't get an abortion where did these crabby old men in congress get off telling women what to do with their bodies! When 'she' got home things got even worse. Jimmy was in a terrible temper. Furiously he waved a large handful of bills into her face.
"Ellen are you out of your mind! Your clothing bills are through the roof! I am tearing up your charge cards!"
'Ellen' broke down and threw herself into arms weeping. The hormones were raging through her pregnant body. "You unfeeling brute! How can you be so cruel to a mother to be!"
This stopped Jimmy's tirade. "We're going to have a baby?"
Weeping she nodded. He raised up her chin and kissed her and she felt better and sighed.
"I'm going to be a daddy!" He cried the bills forgot.
During her pregnancy Ellen continued to astonish by finding the most fashionable and dashing of maternity clothes. Even thought she as 'enlarging' was no reason not to look her very best. Jimmy got resigned to it. He figured the hormones in having a baby is what changed his wife into clothes mad woman.
Still the new Ellen was really furious with the new Randy. The self absorbed selfish brute refused to continue their affair.
"Sorry, Ellen but since your pregnancy you're just too fat for me and I don't find you attractive!"
She felt like scratching his eyes out! To make matters worse she had to give up pot and drinking it was bad for he baby to come! It sure isn't easy being a woman, she decided! She even thought about joining a woman's lib movement but changed her mind when she attended a meeting. All the ugly women there hated her because she was so beautiful.
The new Randy gave up pot as well. It interfered with his desire to be a hard headed, respectable, clear thinking business man.
Epilogue
The new Randy became the right hand man of a puzzled, but delighted Mr. Blunt. Where had his frivolous son in law acquired such good common sense in his pampered existence? Randy's adoring wife Carol made it her business to make him the happiness of mortals. For the first time she felt he really loved her. Randy did feel he was the luckiest man in the world. He had the sweetest kindest wife who never turned him down for sex and did her best to make him happy in a thousand little ways to boot. He was so happy he was no longer tempted to have affairs. It might break his wife's heart and besides why? He had everything at home! He let his valet go, as the man got impossible when Randy stopped obsessing about clothes.
The new Ellen after a difficult pregnancy delivered a 9 lb. 8 oz. boy after twenty two hours in delivery. She was so mad at 'Randy' for getting her into his she wanted to shoot him. But later she had to admit she had the most adorable baby in the world! She just loved nursing him. Her husband Jimmy passed out cigars (Drug store cigars of course! She sniffed.)
A few months after the delivery she was with Randy and his wife showing them pictures of her treasure and they said all the right things. Ellen of course was beautifully dressed and regularly made the ten best women list.
When they were alone for a few minutes she asked Randy in a whisper. "What happened to the medallion?"
He grinned and said. "Oh, a servant gave it away, " he said smoothly and with a bland smile.
"She looked skeptical. " I bet!"
"It's true, a peddler came by crying 'New Medallions for old' and she traded it in. Sorry!"
"Very funny, Randy Latour! Honestly. You men are so silly!"
The End