Climax

My Man - 4

Millie

"How long will you be gone?" I asked Sam as I snuggled into his naked chest.

His hands wrapped me and automatically his fingers found my ass and started kneading it.

He had an obsession for my ass. He couldn't go for five minutes in my company without touching it. No one had ever rimmed me like Sam. Just his tongue in there could make me climax, he was that good.

In fact in the last three weeks that's how our fucking went down. I had no complaints, outside of bed also Sam proved to be an exemplary guy. I was falling for him faster than I thought.

"Three months. It's for my deputy post. What time is it? I'm meeting some friends at the bar." Sam twisted his body to get a look at the clock.

"Can I come? We don't meet outside of the restaurant."

It's doing okay for a new restaurant. Daily night Sam came during closing time and walked me home. And we spent the remainder of the night together.

Now I'm ready to meet his world.

"What for?"

I looked up. "To know your friends? Are you in the closet?" I didn't think about that, he never mentioned anything.

He chuckled. "I'm not gay, Millie."

I laughed and poked his ribs. "That's hilarious."

"I'm not joking."

His hand was still on my ass. Still caressing it tenderly.

"What's this then?" I motioned between our naked bodies.

"It's you. You have a woman's body. Girls would kill for your butt and figure."

I stared at him dumbstruck.

"Are you being serious right now?"

His eyebrows scrunched up. "Yes. Why?"

"We're having sex daily for almost a month now, because I look like a woman?" My heart beated wildly. Please let this not be the case.

"No.."

I exhaled. But too soon.

"Not like any woman. Like the sexiest one." Sam continued.

I sat up, my hands trembling. "What's that supposed to mean? What are we doing?"

"I'm attracted to your body. You're sex on legs. You also enjoy the sex. That's all we are doing. Friends with benefits. Why? What did you think?" Sam asked unaware that he's breaking my heart.

My face burned. "Dating. I thought we're dating."

Sam sat up too. "Sweet Jesus. No! If you're a woman then yes, I might have. You should have born as a woman you know? You have everything."

"Including a dick?" I hated that my voice was shaking, I hated myself for being this gullible.

"Except that. You have the figure, eyes, face, lips, hair, even your name is a girl's name." He touched my cheek softly.

My hurt was turning into white hot anger. "Get out!"

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Wrong? WRONG? Are you that dumb? All this fucking time you imagined me to be a girl! And you don't even think it's wrong?" I screamed.

"I don't see anything wrong in that." Sam shrugged, totally undisturbed.

"Yeah? Then why not date me?"