Jenny sat at the edge of the secluded hot tub outside the high end seaside resort just down the coast from San Fransisco. She had worked there just after graduating high school and because of hard work and her quick rapport with quests she had quickly risen through the ranks and had become manager of the resort. She had become quite close with the owner, Tony and only he knew her little secret. Jenny had just started to begin her transition as she started working at the resort. Thanks to the long hours she had put in and with generous assistance of Tony she had finally completed her full transition.

Tonight she sat with long curly brown hair that wrapped around her creamy milk chocolate shoulders. Her beautiful 36 DD breasts were barely contained by her tiny purple bikini top. Her eight inch chocolate she cock was snuggled nicely inside her skimpy bikini bottoms. If you were not a close personal friend of hers you would have never known what lie hidden inside her tiny bikini bottom. She lazily ran a purple painted fingernail up her soft luscious leg. She slipped her six inch heels off for a moment to run her finger over her toes that were painted to match her razor sharp painted nails.

Her heart fluttered. Tonight was finally the night she was going to meet the one who she had hoped would become her lover. They had met on a chat site and quickly became fast friends. Chats led to exchanging emails. Emails led to steamy FaceTime sessions which led to hot phone sex and eventually plans to finally meet. Tory was flying in tonight from Australia yet the girls had been separated by more than just miles. They had met smack in the middle of the world wide Covid Pandemic and they both suffered silently while the lock downs were enforced.

The virus had finally been contained and the world governments started easing the travel restrictions. As she mused over what had transpired over the last two years, she suddenly heard rustling up the path to the resort’s hot tub. As Jenny turned her head she saw Tory being led up the path, escorted by Tony the handsome owner.

Jenny’s heart skipped a beat and she felt a twitch in her panties. She heard Tony’s soft laughter and in his cute European accent he said to her: “I believe this belongs to you.” Even though she had a feminine voice, Jenny frequently made the other employees nearly piss themselves with laughter with her impression of Tony and his accent.