In each warm embrace

When we woke up the next morning, I could feel his hardness pressed against me. I licked my lips with relish - eager to go again.

But Mr. Big caught a sight of the clock, "Oh shit, I've got to be downstairs in 5 minutes!"

Technically I did too but I clearly cared about it a lot less than he did. "Stay with me," I whined needily, kissing his chest and wriggling on top of him.

"I would, princess, but I've got to show my business partner's son the ropes... It's important."

I felt kind of flattered that Mr. Big took his task so seriously. I'm not sure I'd take me seriously if I wasn't me... If that makes sense.

He kissed me softly, in a way that made me melt, and smiled, "You're not going to the conference?"

"Nah, I just come for the hot men," I replied cheekily, sliding off the bed and putting my panties on.

He smacked my ass and laughed, "Naughty thing..."

We made out a little bit more before I left for my room and he headed downstairs... which is when I realised that he was expecting me to be there. The 'real' me.

I scurried to my room, popped a reversing pill which cancels the effects of X-Change early and got ready as fast as I could.

I ran back downstairs to find Mr. Big anxiously waiting in the lobby, tapping the floor with his left foot.

"Where have you been!?" He asked, understandably annoyed.

"Sorry... I overslept." He looked at me with seriousness but right now, all I could picture was his bare, naked body... and his huge cock standing proud. A part of me just wanted to tell him then and there, 'It's me, Sam! Now let's go back to the room and fuck some more, you horny stud!' but I had no idea how he'd react to that.

In the past, when I've told people I was a guy on X-Change after we'd had sex they usually went one a few ways. Either they're fascinated by the idea and want to know more (which is how a lot of my friends were made), or they don't care and are just happy to fuck the female me... OR they react horribly badly and never want to see me again.

I didn't want Mr. Big to react in that last way, especially if he might tell my dad, so I decided to just stay quiet.

We rushed into the lecture room where the introductory talk was already underway. Mr. Big sat there paying full attention, taking notes on his laptop and nodding periodically... but all I could do was flash back to last night: riding him, him pounding me, eating me out, **** me, calling me his princess... I was sporting a boner for most of it and hoping he didn't notice. Not that he would know why I was so horny... how could he?