Mandy Awakens Dave's Desires

"I have to tell you something" she started. "I probably should have
told you sooner, but I wanted to physically express my thanks for the
way you have treated me and the care and respect you have shown me."

I couldn't imagine what it could be, nothing we had discussed during
the week led me to believe she had major problems or issues, so I just
looked at her and asked what was so terrible.

She paused, and knelt on the bed. She removed her shirt, revealing her
wonderful breasts. I shook my head, not understanding. She then
untied the string on her sweats, and pulled them down to mid-thigh.

Now I understood. At first I thought, yes, she should have told me
sooner, but almost instantly, I realized, regardless of what I'm seeing
now, she (he?) is the same person she was fifteen minutes ago, a
wonderful, warm caring person with whom I was beginning what could turn
into a serious, loving relationship. I looked into her eyes, and then
I did what she so desperately needed.

I pushed her back on the bed, and, lying between her soft thighs, took
her cock into my mouth. I had never done this before, but my heart
told me this was what I wanted to do for Mandy, and also that this was
what Mandy needed from me. Not the physical sexual act of fellatio,
but the acceptance of who and what she is. I looked up and saw tears
streaming down her face. She was running her fingers through my hair
as I figured out what gave her pleasure and what was not so special.
She was very hard at this point, but asked me to stop, and come hold
her. I crawled up the bed, and we spooned. I held her tight as her
spasms of tearful release racked her beautiful body.

She finally fell asleep, and I disengaged myself from her, and covered
her up and left the bed. I sat on the sofa in my bedroom and just
watched her sleep. She was quite beautiful. Her cock looked real, so
I thought she was a male, pre-op transsexual. I realized I was all
right with all this, that I was falling in love with her and didn't