A Revenge Fuck Part 2

Frankie had been a great sport about the entire affair. She had taken me in, she'd showed me how to become and be the beautiful woman, Josie- she had completely made me who I was, even against her will. And then she was also there to shoulder support in my emotional crisis when things did not work out the way I had wanted them to, planned them to and hoped that they would. Now it was time to pay her back. All this time, she had supported us with her prostitution, she had a list of cliental that she would go off to be with and all the while I was moping around, upset that nothing in my life was where I wanted it to be. I knew she had loved me, when I was a man- or could have, and now with these small breasts, and my feminine figure I knew I was not what she wanted any longer- yet here she was, taking care of me, sleeping with me, supporting me. "Enough is enough." I told her that night, "I need a job Frankie, something that I can do to help around here- If I can stay at all, anymore... can I?"

Frankie smiled and put her tea down, "You are welcome here as long as you like, but all the same, it would be nice if you could help out some- you know I would never ask..."

I laughed, "Well that's because you're a sucker."

"To sucking then." she saluted me with her cup.

I had three days before I was expected to do something for Derek. He had told me he would call me in the week, but hadn't yet- and I damn sure wasn't going to call him. Though at night, and in the shower I thought about him. His massive hands as they held me, his huge member deep inside me. I remember feeling his heartbeat between my legs as he shoved his cock up into my cavity- so tight. The sensation of coming as he fucked me... my body trembled in the memory.

"I have a friend at the Crimson Idol, you can get a job as a waitress there if you'd like, the tips are awesome."

It was a sure thing. I dressed as she told me to, with cut off shorts a T-shirt and my hair in a ponytail.