When she arrived at hotel I was already there and was waiting for her at reception. I was dumbstruck when she arrived and could only say woow …. She...was in pink shirt and white trousers and open hair. I wanted to kiss her then and there itself but was a bit hesitant as she was married now and how will be her reaction. We just hugged and came to my room.We ordered a bottle of vodka and starters and chatted for sometime till our order came. After 2-3 pegs we started feeling bit dizzy and said she. .." Did you hear what I said? If this is what... turns you on..." Shehesitated, waiting for my reply but I couldn't answer her at first. I wasstill a little traumatised at my long-kept secret having been discoveredafter all this time."Ddoes it turn you on?" she repeated."Yes!" I replied, at last."Do you... want to be a woman?" No, of course not!" I probably answered her question a little toohastily, with hindsight."You do realise we have to talk about this, Michael... I mean... what thehell am. You are mine now''so weak , pulled on my back legs up my small jeans lift just enought ''oh no please i ahhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhh oh fuck oh my god, my assss , ahhhhh , ''''now take it, take the cum slut''''arrrrrrgggggg yesssss all in , take it , fucking slut take my cum in that boy pussy''pumping it all in my ass, lubing me with him cum, owning my hole so wet , taking it out then inmy legs swinging in the air ass up on the back seat for him fucking in my hole, telling me in so wet ''you have a. Relieved, I stopped. I parked the bike on the curb, and we both got off to stretch our muscles. I shook out a cigarette from my dwindling pack, and lit it. We both shared the cigarette. When she returned the fag after taking a deep puff, I saw the mark of her lipstick on the filter. The smell of the lipstick, and her perfume overrode the stink of the tobacco. She was my steady girlfriend, who stood by me in everything I did. She shared all my passions and it was natural of me to.