Showroom Part 2

I had rushed out of the showroom and quickly driven off, removing myself from her... him, hell I don't know what. It just seemed impossible that such a beautiful woman could... well could have been a man. Why didn't I see it? She seemed so natural, so seductive and so good at giving me a blow job.

I mulled about it all night, hell I couldn't sleep replaying the whole thing over and over again though my mind. I'm not gay, I've never been drawn to a man, but she wasn't a man... or was she? She felt so soft and when she kissed me she was just so feminine. And what she did to me, hell, no man could turn me on like that and yet, when I reached up her dress, there it was, she had a cock and balls.

After tossing and turning all night long pondering what happened, I decided to return to the car dealership and confront her... him, whatever it was and... and... well hell, I would just confront her. I got out of bed about five and took a shower. While in the shower, I remembered what it felt like when such a beautiful woman took me in her mouth. I began rubbing my nipples and felt my cock get hard. Remembering what she looked like with my cum dribbling down her chin, I took the soap, lathered up my hand and then began stroking my cock. Letting the hot water run down my back, I continued stroking, remembering her kiss, how she grabbed my cock and how good it felt first slipping into her mouth.

Getting closer and closer I continued remembering how her head bobbed up and down on me and how the incredible suction felt. But then... then... it returns, the image of me reaching up her dress and touching her... her cock. I stopped stroking my cock, rinsed it off and stepped out of the shower.

I quickly got dressed and then sat down in front of the TV but just flipped through the stations. After about twenty minutes there, I turned of the TV and tried to read the newspaper, but still found myself thinking of her. Damn I had to do something so I grabbed the vacuum and began cleaning up the house. By the time it was about nine am, the house was spotless and I was ready to go.