It was all so strange because just this morning I was a man.---I had a fairly normal life for a man except for the fact that Ifantasized about being a...woman. I lived a dual life, one in reality andone on the Internet. I visited chat rooms pretending to be a woman. Iwas a woman in second life and had enjoyed pleasing men during cybersex. I often visited fictionmania to read more stories from authors thatshared my secret fantasies.It was a secret though. Everyday I wished for something that could. I was busy at the task at hand cooking the scrambled eggs when I felt a hand come around from behind me and grab my cock through my shorts. Startled, I jumped a bit and said I told you Id bring it up to you to eat up there. I guess I missed that part of the conversation Amy said, from behind me. I whipped around to see her wearing the thinnest pajama pants and another too tiny tank top with no bra covering those beautiful B cup tits. I took in the sight of her for a split second before it. Felicia had walked into my room the morning before,stared right at me, and said the words, "Yes. I've been cheating on you.I'm sorry."It took me a full thirty seconds to process the sentence. We'd beengoing out for 8 months without a single hiccup and worst of all I hadtold her that the two previous girlfriends before her had been caughtcheating on me as well. I had told her I required only one simple rulein our relationship: just be honest with me... I guess this counted?After more silence,. Instead of driving to the hotel where I had planned to go, I detoured to a local bar called the "players lounge". It's a strip club filled with horny men with huge cocks and lots of money. It was Friday night so I knew the place would be packed. I ordered Kandi out of the car and we went inside for a few drinks. After a few drinks, I led her to the pool table, which is in a room, off the main floor of the club. The room was dark and smoky and both pool tables were in use by groups of men. We.