Male or Shemale, Still a Slut

I'm sure I'll tell more stories about my life immediately after high school some other time, but I wanted to skip ahead to something more recent. It turns out that Mr. Roberts (or Derek as I've come to know him) is a millionaire! Apparently a few years ago he won the lottery, then started teaching cause he got too bored. Thanks to his rather large fortune, and his fondness for me, I've been doing whatever I please since high school.

Immediately after I graduated I moved to a different town across the country with Derek. I'm not going to spout some classic nonsense about how we were in love or anything like that. No, quite simply I was his slut, and he was my "sugar daddy". Once we moved, he payed to turn me into a real girl. Well almost. I still have a cock, but thats the only way you can tell I used to be a guy.

My hair (now blonde, Derek likes blondes) is down past my shoulders. My butt, which was decent before, is now one fine looking round ass that regularly draws stares. Well the stares that aren't directed at my amazing 34DD tits. I also had the little body hair I had laser removed. Long story short: I'm a god damn shemale bombshell.

In return for paying for all that, I'm at Derek's beck and call 24/7, and I love it. His cock is still amazing to me, although it's far from the only one I see. He's changed professions and is using his lottery winnings to start a business. He often uses me as a bargaining chip when he is negotiating business deals. The first was a few months ago...

I was completely set in my role as a shemale. I slept in Derek's bed at night and we often fucked for a good part of the night. This night, however, was different. He left me pretty much alone, only saying that he had a surprise for me the next day. I was excited to say the least, I almost always enjoyed his "surprises".

I accompanied Derek to work the next day, I often helped as a sort of private secretary for him. As usual I was wearing something revealing and completely unfit for an office environment. I had on a very short gray skirt, black fishnets, high black heels, a gray jacket, a white blouse with an extra button unbuttoned and a matching set of a lacy bra and black thong.