A Butterfly Emerges

My mind flashed back to the years of frustration and humiliation of trying to survive in a macho world as an effeminate man. I had never been accepted for who I was and what was inside of me. Here in the privacy of my hotel room I found the respect and love that I had so craved for so long. Whether it all came crashing down or lasted forever was immaterial to me. For this brief shinning moment, I was at peace with myself and with the world.

These thoughts quickly vanished as I first felt Ted tense up and make a final desperate plunge of his cock into my ass. Simultaneously, my own hips bucked and I shot warm cum all over my chest and stomach. We collapsed together, dripping in cum and exhausted from our night of passion.

I awoke from a deep slumber the next morning saddened to discover that my man had gone. Fearing rejection I was relieved to find a handwritten note beside the bed. It sweetly read: “Christina, our night of love has brought me a new fullness as a man. I must leave you for work, but I will look for you in the lounge at 6:00. I intend to take my new love to dinner.”

Oh what a busy day I would have, shopping and preening for my love. It was a new day and my new life rose with the rising sun.