Rebecca

I work at a large restaurant chain in their construction division. I spend my time co-ordinating the construction and remodelling of the stores in our chain. Part of my job includes travelling to locations where restaurants are being built, and ensuring that nothing goes wrong.

I was recently in another town, and on my first night in town I hooked up with Chantal, the woman who worked behind the counter. She was an aspiring architect, and so we discussed the construction industry at length over dinner. After dinner, we went back to my hotel, and after some very hot and heavy foreplay, she peeled off her panties and revealed a great, big cock. I had never been with a transsexual before, but the experience was out of this world. And that was only my first night in town.

The next day I was at the construction site, but was distracted all day by the thought of Chantal and her rock hard cock in my mouth. It was tough trying to keep my mind on the job that day, but I did it and returned back to my hotel at 7:30pm that night. My message light was flashing.

"Hi Alan, it's Chantal," the gravely voice on my voice mail said. "I got off at 6 o'clock, and was disappointed that you weren't in your room. I would really like to see you again tonight. Why don't you give me a call at home." I quickly grabbed a pen and copied down the phone number that she gave me. My penis stiffened in my pants as I dialled the number.

"Hello," the voice on the other end of the receiver said.

"Uh, yeah. Hi. Is Chantal there?" I asked. I think I was having trouble putting together words correctly because all the bl**d had flowed from my brain and into my now solid cock.

"Just a minute," the voice said, and I heard the phone hit the desk. I sat on my bed waiting for Chantal to come to the phone, rubbing my cock through my pants. I so much wanted to break out my cock and whack off, but I didn't want to waste any of my sexual energy on solo adventures if I could be spending it with Chantal. Finally Chantal picked up the phone. I told her who it was, and she wasted no time in inviting me over. I copied down the directions to her house, grabbed my coat and sprinted out the door.