Bob's arrival

You sat on the couch for what seemed like an eternity, waiting for Bob to return to drop off your estimate. You had to admit, while these clothes might look uncomfortable, you felt really comfortable in them.

You tried to push your thoughts of the future away, but they kept creeping back. What happened when Susan got back to town? In your mind you still thought of yourself as straight, but that really wasn't true. Last night you had sucked a cock and you liked it. You liked it so much that you were hoping to have that cock shoved inside you again shorty...maybe even up your ass. That wasn't the thoughts and actions of a straight man.

You didn't know what you were or what you were going to be. You still loved Susan and pussy, but now you had a new craving for cock. You liked being dressed as a woman, but you didn't want to be or didn't feel like a woman....

Then you heard the sound of a car door. You jumped off the couch and peeked out the window in time to see Bob strolling confidently up the front sidewalk. Today he had on a stay-dry shirt that clung to his muscled frame.

You had butterflies in your stomach as you watched him reach out and ring the doorbell. You waited and watched as he rung it again, not wanting to make yourself look so eager.

At last you opened the door. He took in your new look with his eyes and smiled.

"Hello, Susan," he said then grabbed you and pulled you against him, pressing his lips to yours. You melted in his grip and were unable to resist him.

You could already feel Bob's cock pressing against your leg.