My body posture is completely feminine.I look at the rest of my surroundings. I'm in some empty storage roomwith lots of pipes. The room is pretty dar... with only some weakfluorescent light coming out of the wall. I walk towards the plastic bagplaced on the floor near me. I am surprized by the way I walk now. Myfeminine hips put a little sway in my step now. My pants are almostfalling off. I could feel my thighs rubbing together with each step.I try to bend down and grab the bag. But I'm not. He felt her hands on his shoulder and then her lips on his ear. "You've been working so hard, Darren. I think you need to take a break," she whispered. He could see her vague reflection in his computer screen.She caressed his chest through his shirt and then began opening one button at a time. He felt dizzy. The smell of her, the gentle caress of her lips on his neck and the soft scratching of her nails on his bare chest. He could feel his arousal pushing against the fabric of his. Her curves were in all the right places. Her shapely, perky breasts were still blooming.She turned sideways, where she stared at her small yet perfect ass. How could a guy resist this body, or deny her the chance to have someone deflower her. She had no answer.She stepped to her bed, opened a drawer on the bedside table and pulled out the object of her desire. A large seven inch rubber dildo. Moulded perfectly like a guy's cock, she held it in her hands and stroked it.She'd only recently. She had been sleeping for about 40 minutes and I figured she would soon be waking up, so I put the kettle on and made us both a cup of coffee. She awoke when she heard the sound of me stirring the spoon in the cup. Wearily, she said I was such a kind man and she couldn’t thank me enough, she asked me to sit beside her and as she sat up and I sat beside her she put her hands on my face and kissed me on the lips. I’m convinced she only meant to give me a peck, but I wasn’t going to miss such an.