Turned by Tricia (part 14)
This series is about a straight guy seduced by a sexy Tgirl to learn to enjoy sucking, only to be forced into sucking other guys. This is a work of fiction which I hope you will enjoy!
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I continued to see Angela outside of work. When I encountered her at her office it was strictly business. She did tell me Janet and she had talked about me.
"Janet said it was a shame you weren't straight," Angela said, "She confessed that you took care of her anally, which she really loved. She encouraged me to take advantage of your talents, but I told her I'd rather just stick to my work. Of course, nobody knows what we have going outside of work."
"Would you like me to do what I did for Janet for you?" I asked.
"Only if you want to," she said, "I'm not in charge here."
"Neither am I," I countered, "We are both here for each other – let's keep it that way – so, if you are willing, I'd like you to kneel on the bed on all fours."
Angela smiled broadly and got up on the bed. I lifted her skirt up over her ass, delighted to see she was wearing thong panties. I kissed each cheek and ran my tongue in her crack them. I pulled the thong strap aside and spread her cheeks, kissing her as she said, "Bill, what are you doing? Oh Bill ... Bill".
She was pushing back against my face, eager for more. I extended my tongue into her, delighted at how wonderfully clean she was. I got some lube on my hand and massaged her hard clitty as I rimmed her. She was moaning loudly as I did, and then she collapsed forward.
"That was amazing!" she said, "Whatever possessed you to do that? Nobody ever did that for me before!"
You'll be getting a lot more of it, and more than that," I assured her.
Angela kissed me, unconcerned about where my mouth had just been, and then sucked my cock. She really did it well, and soon I came in her mouth, which she eagerly swallowed. I pulled her up to me and she lay next to me, facing away and spooning. I had my arm around her, with one hand resting on one of her breasts – it seemed like the perfect place for my hand.
"Bill, you know I really love it when you make me cum," she said, "It makes me feel so loved."
"Angela, I don't want to jump the gun and say the 'L' word before I really mean it," I said, "But I am beginning to feel that way for you."
"I'm sorry, Bill," she responded, "I didn't mean to force you into it."
"No harm done," I said, "But it does lead me to think of something I've been wanting to ask you but didn't quite know how to approach it."
"Just ask," she said, "What could go wrong?"
"Besides scaring you off?" I returned.
"You aren't very scary," she said, "Please just ask."
"Okay," I said, "This is kind of an exploration, not a proposal, but could you ever imagine being married to a guy like me?"
"Really?" she asked, "I'd love to be, but never thought I'd have a chance. I'm a black trans-girl – who would want me?"
"Besides me?" I said, "I hope that I can be enough for you."
"If this was a proposal," she responded, "The answer is YES! But since it isn't, I suppose it's a hypothetical yes."
"I need to know that I really love you," I said, "I think I do, but it could just be infatuation, and the thrill of something new."
"I thought you would have had your 'walk on the wild side' with Tricia and Marcy," Angela said.
"I suppose that's what it was," I agreed, "But it's different with you."
"How so?" she asked.
"It's not some kinky scene," I said, "But something wonderfully romantic – something different than with anyone else I've been with."
"Well, I won't try to rush things," she said, "But when the time is right for you, I think it will be for me as well."
"Besides finding love," I replied, "We also need to figure out if we can stand each other full time."
"It will be fun finding out," Angela agreed.
"For now," I said, "How about if you leave some of your clothes and grooming supplies here, so you can spend the night from time to time?"
"Sounds good," she agreed, "But you should leave some things at my place as well."
We continued to snuggle and drifted off to sleep. When we awoke it was 11pm, and Angela had to get dressed and leave for her place. She promised to collect some clothes and supplies tomorrow and bring them over. I agreed to start to do the same.
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