Jerk off your wig

This has gone too far!

Out of panic, you reach up and jerk off your wig, revealing your true identity to him. You expect fear or panic from the contractor, but instead he just smiles.

"You weren't that convincing of a woman, Mr. Doe," he said. "I mean, you look like a woman, and you do have a nice ass, but you act like a man. You either had to be a crossdresser or a butch lesbian. Lucky for you, I'm gay."

"But I'm not," you protest.

"That's what they all say," he said, thrusting his cock forward so it brushes against your lips. "You'd be surprised by how many 'happily' married 'straight' men I've fucked, especially when I offer them a discount."

"I'm not one of them," you tell him.

"John, you are in a dress, on your knees with my cock in front of your mouth sporting a hard on of your own," he said. "You might as well bend over, hike your dress up and let me hit that sexy virgin ass. I promise you won't regret it. And whether you like it or not, you're already either gay or bi, your cock knows it even if you don't."

You stare at him, realizing that everything he is saying is true. Part of you is really enjoying this...

"So, do you want a discount or not?"