A Revenge Fuck

She sat on the floor before me and pulled her hair back into a tail.

Her face was very pretty, but now I searched for the manly features about it- and have to admit I found few. Her large eyes she batted up at me as she pulled the bathrobe I had found for me at the door open. My dick flopped to thee side but she scooped it into her mouth and with quick efficiency brought me to an erection. She clawed at my chest with one hand while the other worked my balls. I came instantly. She held her head still as I spurted my last into her mouth. She moaned and swallowed several times. Then sucked me some more, cleaning me off.

"So..." I began with a gasp, distracted as when she rose I saw her kimono part and in fact, saw her 'package' cradled in a tightly fitting pair of leopard skin thongs.

"Yes?"

"What was the money at the bar for?"

"You remember that?" she half laughed and fetched our coffee from the table: "Martin is my ex boyfriend and my pimp, the bastard."

"There I have it." I sipped the coffee, "Is your name, Frankie?"

"The medicine cabinet?"

I nodded.

Frankie sipped her coffee on the floor next to me. Her flat was sparse of furniture. I looked around, though it was clean, there wasn't much to it.

"Rarely does any one come here."

"Well the elephant in the room has been addressed." I said after finishing my coffee. "I was wondering if you might help me out with something."

"You want me to pull a revenge fuck for you?" she asked.

"No way..." I pulled her up to my lap. Her shower and shampoo scent floated around me, "I wouldn't want to lose you to him too." I shook my head, "That wouldn't do."

She smiled at my words, though why was beyond me at the time: "This is going to sound strange... but how long did it take you to transform into this ravishing beauty that sits on my lap?"