She Rocked Me

The 'boyfriend' word gave me pause and I was the one now sitting with my mouth open, but Connie just got up and said, "I'm just going to freshen up a bit. Fancy some music while I'm away?" She strolled over to an MP3 dock and put on some easy listening and walked off to her bathroom.

I watched as she walked out of the room. Loving the way her pert arse cheeks rolled and jiggled beneath her dress. She looked all woman to me felt my cock beginning to stir. This had been a weird afternoon but I was enjoying myself and realised that I loved Connie's company. Maybe I really was her boyfriend.

Connie walked back in just as a love ballad came on and she sashayed over to me with a smile. Holding out one arm she beckoned me off my seat and drew me close for a dance.

I placed a hand at the small of her back as we moved together and I could feel the warmth of her body against mine. Connie pressed herself closer and played with the hair at my neck as she guided my head down towards hers for our first real kiss.

I was suddenly in a whole new world, kissing a woman who was a man, who was a woman ... and I was in heaven. With one kiss, Connie rocked me yet again. All my confusion and doubts and concerns seemed to melt away. Who cares about labels and language when all that matters is the person in our arms? Connie was a beautiful young woman. She was dancing with me. I was the luckiest guy in the world. What's more, I could feel that my cock was as hard as stone.

Our kiss deepened and I pressed my crotch against her belly as she put one hand onto my rear and fondled my arse. I copies Connie, wrapping both arms around her and cupping her lovely round arse cheeks -- feeling the firmness and heft of her twin globes.

"Ooh, Joe; what big hands you have" remarked Connie, as she pulled my body ever tighter against hers. She put her hands onto my waist and turned me round, backing me towards a straight backed chair and guiding me to sit.

Connie put her hands on my shoulders and leaned towards me as I sat. "I really like you Joe, but I don't want you to feel pressured or manipulated into doing anything you don't want. Are you sure you want this?"