I thought you weren't coming to the party." Shesneered at Robert Fellows."You're a bit late but I'll throw you a sympathy fuck if you don't mindgoing ...loppy seconds. Well that's sloppy third, fourth or fifth; I'vehad so many cocks inside me tonight that I can hardly remember." Shesmirked at him.Robert was drunk and belligerent and he studied his ex-girlfriend withdistain. Gone was the cute pixie bob. She was wearing a black,shoulder-length wig styled with a fringe that rested on her brows.. This short story is about my coworker who I’m going to name “SEAN” for the purpose of this story. The person’s real name is obviously not Sean, but I don’t want to give away any real identities. Basically SEAN is a transsexual. I know we call transsexual men who change to women a myriad of names, but I don’t know what we call FEMALES WHO TRANSITION TO MALE. Sean had his/her breasts removed and had not yet had the operation to add a penis. SEAN worked with me for 3 years and I’m writing about. “What’s it feel like?” Elizabeth asked, likewise transfixed by the sight of Stephanie playing with me. “It’s warm,” Stephanie answered. Elizabeth reached her hand down towards my penis, her eyes silently asking my permission before she touched it. I nodded and her hand joined Stephanie’s, feeling my length with drifting fingertips. Elizabeth shuddered with arousal at the forbidden sensation. While the two beautiful naked girls caressed me down below, I reached up and groped their huge, heaving. I tried to be casual but I know my face was flushed and my cock was straining to get loose. I could smell her perfume, it was one of those that are hard to describe, sort of a musky scent with a hint of sweetness, but I could best describe it as being HOT! If I hadn’t been aroused before I sure was now.I whispered, “nothing new yet, I don’t think we have met, my name is John.”I didn’t offer to shake hands as I didn’t want a commotion as the speaker had looked our way, I don’t think at me so.