I took another big gulp of my beer. I could feel that familiar anticipation inside my body - I felt very warm and excited. 'So who's your favourite po...rn star then?' asked James, grinning as I pursed my lips, put my finger to my chin and frowned in mock consideration. 'There are so many to choose from, how can I pick a favourite?' 'Go on Jen, tell him a few of your top picks!' said Chris, 'I think he'll be impressed!' 'Well, I like Angel Dark, Taylor Rain, Sasha Grey, Rebecca Linares,' I began,. As I watched her drive away I started thinking about what she said about how I wouldn’t want to be with Megan when I was back to my male form and she was right but I started wondering if I would miss being Emily and the people that I had met, and fucked, while I was her. I pondered that notion on my drive into town and was starting to get rather somber about the situation. Thankfully something happened that snapped me out of it.I was heading into the coffee shop and as I neared the door a. Pleasure that I had given up on trying to hide. My breath was coming short and fast now, and I looked back at her with desire and passion. Her own breath had sped up so that I could hear it from where I was, and was now coming in regular, quiet pants as all pretence of professionalism faded from her.All traces of humour were gone from her face now, and she held my gaze as she dropped the washcloth and took hold of my shaft with her bare hand as the other continued its attentions to the head of. “There,” she said. “That was easy.”“And very pleasant. Do the rest.”“Yes, sir.”Tabitha liked how demanding he was, but wondered how much control she could wrestle from him through the right kind of pampering. Kneeling down she grabbed the bottle, diverting her eyes from that part of him that she knew would have her attention last. It took a lot of ignoring. She arose and attended to his neck and shoulders first, standing tiptoe behind him and massaging the soap into those tight trapezius.