Stephanie was in submissive heaven, as she took dainty, ladylike bites and sips of the chicken salad and diet coke Beck had ordered for her--without, she thought with a delicious little shiver of ecstasy, asking her what she wanted. Why am I loving this so much? she wondered. Was I really a tranny all the time I thought I was a gay man? She looked again at her handsome, dominant boyfriend. Or is it that I finally have someone who both loves me and loves dominating me? I hope he lets me show how much I appreciate it.
As if responding to Stephanie's wish, Beck took her hand in his and guided it to his lap (Jenn and Sherry were too wrapped up in each other to notice what was happening.) As Stephanie felt Beck's huge, hard penis straining through his pants, she knew her boyfriend found their relationship as stimulating as she did. She took up some paper napkins from the table, and soon Beck was discretely getting his first handjob as a male.