Mike and Chris Together

Mike thought so much of the sexy T-girl he did some research online and, the next time they got together, he referred to her ass and cock as her pussy and clit. The sex that second Tuesday night was even better than their first time together, and a deeper feeling than lust started growing between them. After that, their relationship became much more than just fuck buddies, and he took her out to dinner and to shows and dancing. They joked, but on the square, that either of them could always tell when the other was horny and eager for sex, and the telltale sign was the same for Mike as it was for Chris.

The fact that his ass had not recently been fucked by Jenna's strapon did not bother Mike the next time he called on Chris. The weekly reaming was fun, and had been an enjoyable part of his sex life, but it had nothing to do with his deepening relationship with the lovely T-girl. That Tuesday happened to be Valentine's Day, and he came bearing flowers for her. As they always did, they greeted each other with a warm embrace and passionate kiss, and it wasn't until their lips had been pressed together for several seconds that their tongues also renewed their very cordial acquaintance.

"Hi, Mike. I'm sure glad to see you again, as if you couldn't tell," she quipped, after breaking off the kiss while remaining nestled in his arms. To Chris, that was the best place in the world to be, in the embrace of the sweet man who always makes her feel like the desirable woman she truly is.

"I'm glad to see you too. Is there any special place you want to go or anything you want to do?"

There was something she wanted to do, and it was the same thing they did at the end of all their dates, but he already knew that, so she didn't mention it. "There's this new Italian place near the mall. I've heard their pasta is really great and they have a good dance band."

"Okay. Let's give it a try."

Chris went to get her coat, and Mike helped her put it on.