Friday arrives signaling that my first week had come to a close and what a week it was. I had met a very attractive woman that showed up at my motel one evening. In a strange turn of events, I discovered that he was a male in the process of becoming a woman. Even after this revelation, I had no desire to stop seeing her and Tonya visited my motel room almost every night and I don’t think I could have been happier.She even went as far as to tell me that she wouldn’t be mad if I had the opportunity to score some girl pussy while I was here. All I had to do was to let her know ahead of time and she wouldn’t show up.I found it strange that I had no desire to seek out anyone else as she filled all my needs. Tonya also added that despite not working she had some personal business to take care of so she wouldn’t be around for a few days. She compensated by calling me late in the evening and introducing me to the joy of phone sex, an act, and pleasure that was unknown to me at that time. In her absence, I completed my Christmas shopping and I filled my days reading my new paperback and chatting with the few shoppers Ankara escort that had taken a break from shopping to watch the show. The audience for morning shows were always sparse as the kids were still in school. It was the shows after the dinner hour that were packed and a number of the moms I met showed an interest in me and dropped hints about getting together later but I wasn’t interested. When Tonya showed up at my motel that evening I told her about the day’s events and she smiled.”See, all those pretty ladies want to get their hands on your cock as much as I do,” she responded as she rose from the table and began her slow striptease. This evening under her miniskirt and tight blouse she was clad in black silk and lace bra and matching panties along with a garter belt holding up her thigh-high nylons. Once again the rational portion of my brain began screaming as she began to strip.”Are you crazy? This is a man dressed and made up as a woman,” it yelled. And I of course ignored it.Once she had removed all her outerwear she took something from her purse.”I always Ankara escort bayan wear something sexy for you and I was wondering if you would do the same for me?” she asked as she moved in closer.”Dress up like you? I responded with a worried tone.”Oh heavens no. It doesn’t suit you,” she answered. “I would like you to wear these if you’re up to it,” she replied.She extended her hand and handed me what looked like a pair of black nylon panties. It took me a second to realize that they were what professional bodybuilders wore when posing. “I think they would look great on you and look a lot better than your boxers,” Tonya stated.I took the offered undies and headed to the bathroom where I shed my outerwear and boxers before stepping into the nylon and spandex garment and pulled them up. Having never worn anything but boxers this tight silky posing suit against my skin sent what felt like an electric shock through my body and my hard cock became even harder.I stepped back into the main room and Tonya rose from her seat on the bed and smiled at me as I approached her.”Wow! Escort Ankara They look great on you,” she stated as she eyed the bulge in my trunks. “So how do they feel?” she asked drawing closer revealing that she had a similar bulge in her lace panties.”They feel great,” I admitted.”I knew you’d like it,” she stated as she embraced me and pushed her hard cock against mine.She allowed her hands to rub my butt cheeks through the thin silky material as our lips met and tounges touched.”So, are you ready for your next lesson?” she crooned.”What lesson?” I asked as the scent of her perfume enveloped me and I felt my heart begin to beat faster.”I need to get laid and I want you to do me,” she admitted planting soft kisses on my face, neck, and chest.I had no response as she took me by the hand and we walked over to the vanity with its large lit mirror that was a standard fixture in motel rooms at the time. She stopped a few inches shy of it and then turned to face me. I received even longer passionate kisses while her hand traced the outline of my cock under the tiny posing suit, it was becoming harder by the second.I responded by running my hands over her full breasts that were still hidden under her sexy bra before they moved down to her firm butt. Tonya then dropped to her knees and grabbed the waistband of the tiny posing suit and slowly pulled it down allowing my imprisoned cock to spring free.