Answer his call

You turn around and put your arms around him.

Somewhere inside a doubt is nagging. You haven't been with a man in this body. Well, never at all, obviously, but now is different, isn't it? Up until now you haven't even made up your mind if you you're really willing to go any further than you did yesterday with your ex boss… but this guy is damn handsome. Fit was well, his tight uniform shirt shows some abs and the shirt sleeves reveal pretty solid biceps. Carrying mail around seem to work out… His smile's nice, he's really kind but also energetic, has a really cute face – you only muse for a fraction of a second how these thoughts come to you - naturally you never thought about men in this way – but he’s…

Your musings are interrupted by his lips pressing on yours, and without hesitation your body takes the choice from your brain. Your mouth opens, let in his probing tongue and returns the favour...

He pushes you into your little room impatiently, against the edge of your sorting table. Swipes the letters you were busy sorting off with one swift move.

This should really annoy you – more work four you, but you’re really occupied with other things. Which also override the last little bit of hesitation of this your first time with a man happening with a man you just met ten minutes ago. He’s attractive, he’s horny an the latter is very contagious. You let your panties drop to the ground and spread your legs invitingly for him. He smiles at your glistening pussy, opens his fly and lets his rock hard cock out. You lick your lips. Feeling this aroused by a cock is nothing you find strange in the now and here – your female body fully took over, not letting any remains of the male thoughts in your head surface. It's a nice cock, bigger than your was, thickly veined and uncircumcised. You Want. That. Inside you.

And you get it.

He steps between your legs and lifts them, shoving his rod inside you with one swift, steady move. You close your eyes and let out a long gasp. He doesn't take care like it’s your first time – he has no reason to assume that it is, particularly because your body doesn't think it id, either. Your pussy is not virginal and in no way opposed to being penetrated. Quite the opposite, it eagerly welcomes the invader, getting wet and slippery, taking him into a grip just tight enough to make it as pleasant as possible for him. And you. The fullness inside you is like nothing you never experienced.

You liked being inside a woman as man, of course, but it just doesn't compare. That always felt like conquering alien places and return home at the same time...

This – feels like becoming complete. Filling a void you didn’t know you had. Not just the physical cavity filled but a part of your soul completed that even lacked completion when you were male.

You reach around him and pull him deeper into you, as deep as it goes, until you feel his pubic hair on your skin, his balls against your perineum.

You look into his eyes you hope your face expresses the unspeakable feeling you have – he just looks… strained… You giggle softly, not loud enough for him to hear. This is what men look like during sex? Doesn't matter, he’s great. He starts fucking you, ramming his rock hard cock fast and deep into your pussy.

He doesn't take his time. Your first man is a very special, almost spiritual experience for you, for him it’s just a Tuesday morning quickie. Understandably. He’s on a tight schedule, for sure. As are you, so you support him when after a few minutes, he pumps into you harder and faster, his face contorts even more and you feel his hot cum squirt into your womb. Drops of sweat drip down from his hair into your face and you lean up to kiss him.

He smiles down to you as he pulls out, puts his cock back into his pants and zips up his fly.

“Now that was a nice getting to know each other, wasn't it? You're nice. Not a stuck up bitch like the girls before you. And the prettiest girl I had in along while. Really looking forward to keep working with you, honey! Gotta run, I’m late now.”

He kisses your forehead, grabs the stack of outgoing mail to put in his trolley and and leaves your little office without looking back.

You smile. Well, that was that then. You didn’t cum., but that’s OK. It was very pleasant. You feel relaxed and full of energy. You get fully dressed against and get back to work.