There wont be any chocolates, or roses waiting for me when I get home, nocute card from anyone saying they were thinking of me.Just another day alone,...and that's every bit as much fun as it sounds,trans or not.It started with me getting into my work clothes, and pulling my hair backinto a ponytail.I dont exactly get to look glamorous at my job.There actually a couple of cute guys, and even a couple of cute girls atmy work that if I had met them socially and they wanted to, I'd try andget a date. Then she dismounted leaving his cock wet and cool. Dancing a few feet away she lifted her skirt to show him her shaved pussy as she gyrated. He moved towards her, she reached forward to undo the belt and button on his pants, and pulled them down. Grabbing his jocks she pulled but they refused to rip so she pulled them down too. Then with her arms around his neck she lifted to straddle him and his cock found its way into her wet warmth. They kissed, their tongues busy as she moved on. " OK, but now it's your turn, tell me more about your beingtransgendered."I recounted my long journey to my present status including my tripsto the therapist and the fact that I was in hormone therapy, thatin fact many bodily changes have already occurred."Fascinating, Janet, we have a lot to think about. But in themeantime, lets have some fun. I would love to tie you up." I'm frightened, Joel, I don't know you very well ... " Here's my drivers license, call a friend give her the informationon. Now I should mention that firstly, she wasn't being racist. She was just talking dirty to me. I should also mention that this was not the first time I'd had his dick in my mouth, but it was going to be the first time that she wasn't going to be in the same room, so it felt strange."Do I *have* to?" I asked. "Of course you do, silly peasant." she replied with a smile. "Will I get to serve her Majesty?" I asked, playing my character. "Perhaps." she answered with a wink, turning to return to.