I woke up Saturday morning totally refreshed after a great night’s sleep and realized that Steve was spooning with me. I could feel his hard cock pressing against the back of my panties, but from the sound of his steady breathing, I knew he was still sleeping. My first instinct was to grind my ass against his wonderful lovestick until he woke up, pull down my panties and beg him to fuck me. Unfortunately, my bladder was screaming at me and I knew that I’d never make it through a fuck session if I didn’t listen to it. Moving slowly, I managed to slip out from under his arm so I could make a quick trip to the bathroom and empty my bladder. When I returned, he was still sleeping and still sporting a gorgeous erection. It took me all of two seconds to decide what to do next: I crawled back into bed and slipped under the sheet, taking his cock in my hands. Trying not to wake him, I slowly slipped it into my mouth. As I did, my own dick reacted, and my body started tingling from the excitement. “There’s nothing as wonderful as having a hard cock in my mouth,” I thought. “God, I love this so much!” I had probably been sucking for five minutes or so when I felt Steve’s hand on the back of my head. I looked up and saw him smiling down at me. I pulled his cock from my mouth and held it against my cheek as I said, “I hope you don’t mind. I woke up and saw that you were hard and couldn’t resist.”

“Why would I mind?” he sighed. “I can’t think of a better way to wake up than a blowjob from a sexy woman.”

I smiled broadly and pulled him back into my mouth. The fact that he had called me a sexy woman only added to my pleasure, and I decided that he deserved the best blowjob ever for being so nice. For the next 20 minutes I did my best to deliver exactly that, alternately nibbling and gently sucking with swallowing him deep into my throat. Steve was moaning and squirming with pleasure for most of that time, and I was enjoying it nearly as much. Twice I felt him approaching an orgasm and managed to back him off so that I could prolong both of our pleasure. I sensed him getting close a third time and started to slow down again, but this time he reached down and tilted my chin up so that he could look into my eyes. “Please,” he groaned, “don’t back off again. You’re killing me! God, I need to cum! Please!”

I smiled around his cock, nodded and deepthroated him. He groaned again and I bobbed up and down two more times while playing with his balls. He gasped as his dick jerked between my lips and a second later I felt the gush of sperm explode into my mouth. In my time as Suzy, Steve had cum in my mouth more times than I could count, but this time he had to set a record for the amount of sperm he pumped into me. His cock kept jerking and spurting over and over, long after I thought he could possibly still have anything left to pump. When he did finally stop, I looked up and gasped, “Wow!”

He managed to chuckle even though his chest was heaving. “Damn!” he groaned. “That was amazing! I swear, every time I think you’ve given me the ultimate blowjob, the next time you wrap your lips around my cock you do it even better.” He reached down and gripped my arms pulling me up onto the pillow beside him. Smiling, he said, “Look, I know that calling somebody a cocksucker is generally an insult, but I don’t know any way to say it better: you’re the best cocksucker I’ve ever known.”

I smiled back at him. “I don’t think it’s an insult,” I reassured him. “I think that’s one of the nicest compliments I’ve ever heard. I got over the insult issue a long time ago. I am a cocksucker. I know that. Not only do I suck cock, I love doing it. If that doesn’t make me a cocksucker, nothing does. I’m actually thrilled when I do it well enough that you want to tell me how good I am at it. When you say I’m the best cocksucker you’ve ever known, it’s one of the nicest things I can think of! Of course, it’s only the second nicest thing you’ve said about me this morning.”

“It is?” he asked. “What did I say that was nicer?”

“You said waking up to a blowjob from a sexy woman was the best way to start the day. You called me a sexy woman.”

“You are,” he shrugged. “You’re one of the sexiest women I know.”

I giggled and blushed. “Well….” I started to say.

Steve cut me off by putting his finger on my lips. “Look,” he said, “I know you don’t have a vagina, and, yeah, I know some guys think that means you aren’t a woman. Hell, to be honest, the first few times you blew me, I didn’t think of you as a woman. But, I’ve been around you enough now to know that Kathy’s right: you’re a woman. You couldn’t possibly look as hot as you do, you couldn’t possible suck cock the way you do, and you sure couldn’t fuck as well as you do if you weren’t. I’ve never understood those people I saw on television who said they were having sex-change surgery because they were born with the wrong kind of body, but I think now I do. You’re the perfect example of a woman who was born with the wrong kind of body.”

“You’re, you’re not just saying those things because you know it’s what I want to hear, are you?” I asked. “Because if you are, please don’t. I, I’d rather know the truth than be lied to, no matter how sweet the lies are.”

He smiled and kissed my forehead. “No, Suzy, I’m not lying. I think you’re fantastic. You’re beautiful, you’re sexy, and you love making a man feel good. The only thing I enjoy more than fucking you is having you blow me.” He paused, then said gently, “You know, you’re not the only one trying to understand what they’re feeling. When Kathy first told me about you, I laughed. When I saw you, I was totally shocked by how hot you looked, and when Kathy wanted me to let you blow me, I figured I could live with letting a guy suck my cock. But, in case you didn’t notice, I don’t think that way anymore. When I was kissing you last night, I wasn’t kissing a guy. Trust me, I’m 100% straight and can’t imagine kissing a guy. But, you were so hot and so beautiful that I didn’t see you as a guy. I saw you as a woman and I wanted to kiss those perfect lips almost as much as I wanted to fuck them.”

I could feel myself blushing. “Thank you so much,” I whispered. “You have no idea how good that makes me feel. I owe you so much!”

“You just keep doing what you’ve been doing,” he grinned. “Keep working on being the sexiest woman you can be and keep letting me enjoy the benefit of that.”

“I will,” I promised, “and you’re welcome to enjoy the benefits anytime you want.”

His grin got even bigger. “Careful, there, sugar. I may just take you up on that!”

“I meant every word,” I grinned back. “Anytime you want a blowjob, just come see me.”

“Only blowjobs?” he asked. “What if I want a nice piece of ass?”

“That, too,” I quickly answered. “All you have to do is ask.”

“I’ll do that,” he laughed before playfully slapping my ass. “Now, I hate to cum and run, but I’ve got things to do.”

“No problem,” I assured him. “I don’t require cuddling after sex. It’s nice but not required.”

“Another example of how you’re better than most women,” he laughed as he got out of bed and started pulling on his clothes.

After Steve left, I made my way to the bathroom and showered and shaved, happily reflecting on what had been a wonderful night and morning. With no idea of what Kathy had planned for the day, I picked out a relatively modest skirt that actually reached the middle of my thigh and a matching blouse before applying my makeup and heading to the kitchen.

Kathy was already there, sipping coffee when I walked in. “Good morning,” she smiled. “Steve said he had a nice time and especially enjoyed your little wake-up call. Good job.”

“Thanks,” I smiled. “But I think I enjoyed it as much as he did.”

“I bet you did,” she laughed.

“So, what’s on the schedule today?” I asked as I poured a cup of coffee.

“Well, I thought we’d probably go out tonight, but we really need to take care of some more mundane things around here first—cleaning, grocery shopping, things like that.”

“OK,” I nodded. “What would you like me to do?”

She thought for a second. “Why don’t you take care of the shopping since you’re wearing such nice clothes? My jeans are better suited for cleaning the house.”

“Sounds fair,” I shrugged. “What do we need?”

She handed me a long list, broken down by various stores where they could be found. “Here you go,” she said. “Thanks.”

After finishing my coffee, I took the list and headed to the first store on the list. It took me a couple of hours to find all the things she wanted since it involved going to stores all over town, and, by the time I got home, she had finished the cleaning. As we unpacked the groceries, Kathy asked, “So, how was it?”

“How was what?”

“Your shopping trip, silly,” she laughed. When I looked at her in confusion, she said, “That’s the first time you’ve gone out in public alone since you became Suzy. Usually you have me there as a security blanket, but today you were all alone. I was just wondering how it went.”

I stared at her. “To tell the truth, I didn’t even think about it. I, I just went to the stores and bought what we needed.”

“And it never occurred to you that you were walking around in public in a miniskirt and heels all by yourself?”

I shrugged and shook my head. “No, it really didn’t,” I gulped. “I mean, now that you mention it, I guess I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t. It, it just seemed sort of normal.”

A huge smile filled Kathy’s face. “That’s fantastic!” she exclaimed. “You’re feeling normal in a skirt! You really are accepting your life as a woman! I love it!”

“I, I guess I’m just getting used to it,” I answered. “It’s been so long since I wore pants that I don’t even think about the fact that I’m wearing a skirt anymore.”

“That’s so great!” Kathy said. “I’m so happy that you’re becoming completely comfortable as a woman! I mean, I know you love the sexual part, and you’ve certainly gotten comfortable with that, but I always thought that the day-to-day part of being a woman full-time would be the tough part. It looks like you’re accepting that way better and faster than I thought you would. Maybe that means tonight won’t be as traumatic as I thought it would be.”

“Tonight?” I asked. “What’s happening tonight?”

Kathy grinned wickedly. “Oh, while you were out, a guy I knew called to see if I wanted to go dancing tonight. I told him I had a girlfriend visiting and couldn’t go unless he could fix her up too. Turns out his brother was available, so we have a double-date lined up!”

“A double-date?” I gulped. “Do you know anything about this guy’s brother?”

“No, but then he doesn’t know anything about you either,” she smiled. “Well, nothing except what I told him.”

“And what did you tell him?” I asked suspiciously.

She giggled. “Only that my friend is a total slut and that if his brother is even semi-nice to her, he’s likely to end up getting the best blowjob he’s ever had out of it.”

I stared at her, stunned. “How could you do that to me?” I gasped. “How could you promise I’d blow a guy I’ve never even met before? That’s, that’s outrageous even for you!”

“Really?” she laughed. “Oh, come on! Cut the melodramatics, darling. How could I promise you’d blow a guy you’ve never even met before? Are you serious? You just took a job where you do that every day…and usually more than once a day! Yesterday you blew a waiter in a restroom just because he smiled at you a few times.