Right where You Want Me to Be Ch. 03

Was I gay? Was I bisexual? Was I nothing at all?

I'd never in a million years, imagined being in a situation like this and now, I was. The real question was, would I consider doing any of the things that I had done with Alycia, with anyone else? That meant with another transsexual or a guy.

I didn't really know. I knew, that in the years I had been married to Carrie, the sex was never as good as it had been with Alycia. So, perhaps I would consider being with another transsexual, before another genetic woman...if things didn't work out, that was.

At the moment, I was confident that all I wanted was Alycia.

There was nothing wrong with this, I told myself. It's not that I was disgusted by myself or that I regretted anything that I had done, that past week. I was just trying to put things together in my head. Even as I thought about all of this, all of the judgment that I might endure from friends and family...I was still happy as shit, when I thought about Alycia. The good outweighed the bad, by far. So, I decided that labels didn't matter.

Alycia's POV

I had been home for a few hours and was missing Philadelphia...and John, more than I had ever missed anything in my life. Sure, it felt good to be home. But, I was lonely. I almost felt empty...and a little horny, too. I lay in my bed, having just woken up from a nap and I couldn't help but to reach down my panties and slowly start stroking my hard cock. Images of John floated through my head. Of him sucking my cock, riding it, bouncing up and down and moaning as I fucked him hard.

My hand pumped my cock, as I fantasized about being with him. I was just on the verge of cumming, when I heard a soft knock...

"Alycia...are you home?"

It was Sara, my roommate.

"I'm home...hold on," I called out to her.

I rolled out of bed, and unlocked the bedroom door and opened it slowly. "Hey," I said, throwing my arms around her and hugging her tight.

There was one reason that I was happy to be home in Florida...Sara. Even though we weren't dating anymore, she was my best friend and I had missed her while I was in Philly. Sara was a short and relatively skinny girl. She was only about 5'6" and weighed around 130 pounds. She had blue hair that was dyed that color, her natural color being blonde. She had green eyes, a nose ring, and a wide variety of tattoos. Her breasts were a nice C cup. Her ass was perfect, a nice bubble butt...it was one of the things I had loved the most about her, when we had been dating.

"What time did you get in?" She asked, happy to see me.

"About three or four hours ago," I said, moving aside so she could step into the room. "Where were you at?"

"Work...I was in from ten to five today. I'm really glad you're home, this damn apartment was lonely as hell without you."

"No guys over?"

"Ugh...not interested," Sara laughed. "You know that by now."

"I know..."

Sara had never had the best luck with men. She had, had her heart broken a handful of times throughout the 28 years of her life and ever since we had broken up, she had been staying single. It's not like our relationship ended in flames or anything. If it had, we probably wouldn't be living together. She just didn't want to date anyone at the moment.

It had only been about two months since the last time that we had, had sex together. She deserved a little more time, to move on.

"So...how was it in the city of brotherly love?"

"Oh, it was amazing!" I said, excitedly. "I had such a good time, I really didn't even want to leave."

"And John? Tell me about him!"

"John...John is just...amazing."

I sighed, sounding like a typical girl and Sara laughed, giving me a playful shove. We sat down on the bed and I started telling her everything there was to know about my new boyfriend.

"He's tall, handsome, funny, smart...so fucking nice, too. He's a total sweet heart. Great in the bed too."

"So, he's okay with you being a transsexual?"

"Yeah, I told him early on when we were just talking online. He's been okay with it since day one. He really had an open mind too..."

"Open mind huh? So does that mean he's okay with..."

"My dominant side?" I giggled and nodded my head.

"Actually...he seems to be really okay with it. God, he had such a tight ass the first time. By the time I left this morning, I think he was totally in love with my cock."

"That's great; I'm glad you finally found someone who's okay with all of this. You deserve to be happy."

"Oh chica, I am SO fucking happy! I'm going back to see him again in October. I cannot wait."

Sara fell silent and for a moment I failed to notice, the awkward expression on her face. When I did notice it though, I scooted closer to her and put my arm around her, with concern.

"What's the matter mi amor?"

"Well...does he...does he know about me? About us?"

I sighed, looking away for a moment...there was one thing that I had not told John about and I really did wish that I had. It could potentially, cause some problems for us later down the line if it was something that he was not okay with.

"He knows about you," I said. "And, he knows that we use to date."

"But...does he know that we still..."

"Sleep together from time to time? No...I might have left that part out."

"Alycia," Sara said, looking irritated with me now.

"You have to tell him! If you two are dating, whether it's long distance or not, he deserves to know."

"I know, I know...I will tell him, I promise."

I had no choice...I couldn't just keep this from him. Not after the week that we had, had together. Not with the feelings, that we were beginning to have for each other. What I told John was true. Sara and I had dated at one point.

It was a brief relationship, just like I told him it was and I really did feel more attracted to men, which was why it had come to an end. The thing was, it had not come to a complete end.

See, I didn't want a relationship with a woman...but I did enjoy having sex with women sometimes. So, though it didn't happen very often, every once in a while Sara and I would have a little fun together.

It didn't happen to often...like I said, the last time that we had fucked was a month or so prior to all of this. It was still important that I make sure John knows, that although Sara and I were no longer dating, we did have sort of a friends with benefits thing going between the two of us.

"If he has a problem with it," Sara said, after a long moment of silence. "We can end it. I'll completely understand."

"You're sure?"

The last thing I wanted, was to wind up in some sort of a love triangle. I had sort of put myself in that position though, by not telling John the entire story. What I really did not want though, was to lose Sara or John. Truth be told, it probably wasn't a very good idea for Sara and I to continue having sex, if I were going to be in a relationship with John. So, I was willing to end that, just so that I could keep John.

I didn't want to lose my friendship with Sara either, though.

"I'm positive; either way, we'll always be friends."

Sara smiled at me as she said this, leaning over and giving me a big hug.

"But you do need to tell him..."

"I know," I said, nodding my head in agreement.

As I said this though, Sara's hand suddenly moved to my lap and started rubbing my cock through my panties. It didn't take much, for my dick to respond to her touch and within seconds I was as hard as a rock.

"We could have one more night together though," she said, smiling still.

"Oh...well, that sounds okay with me," I laughed.

"John is a pretty open minded kind of guy. I don't think he'll be super angry with me over any of this."

Sara slipped her hand down my panties and began stroking my cock and I moaned softly, leaning my head back as she did so. She slipped off of the bed, pulling my undergarments down and freeing my cock, then wrapping her warm, wet lips around me.

I moaned louder, laying back as she began bobbing her head up and down. Sara gagged a little, as she began to deep throat and I pulled at the bed sheets, as she worked my cock like a slut.

She sucked my cock for a few moments, before standing up and started to strip in front of me. I watched, as she pulled her shirt off and I reached around her, unclipping her bra and letting it fall to the floor. Her gorgeous breasts came free, my hands moving up to cup them and rub her nipples. I pulled her close, burying my face between her breasts, as my cock began to leak pre-cum.

Sara backed up some, removing her pants next and her panties as well. I stood up and grabbed her, throwing her onto the mattress and climbing on top of her. Spreading her legs, I gazed upon her clean shaven pussy, rubbing it lightly and playing with her clit for a few moments.

"Mmm, fuck me Alycia..."

I couldn't wait anymore. I spread her legs further, grabbing my cock and slipped it into her warm, wet pussy. Moaning, Sara dug her nails into my back as I pushed my cock all the way into her and bottomed out. I began thrusting in and out, fucking her slowly at first and gradually picking up the pace. As her soft moaning filled my ears, my thoughts drifted to John and his tight little ass.

The images of him bent over in front of me, my cock sliding in and out of his hole, drove me wild. I fucked Sara harder and harder, loving the feel of her pussy but I was unable to stop imagining John underneath of me. Finally, I pulled out and flipped her over onto her stomach.

Reaching over to the nightstand, I grabbed my lube and squirted a handful all over Sara's ass. She was no stranger to anal, she loved it in fact.

Once I had lubed her up well enough, I grabbed my cock and pressed the tip to her ass...then, with one shove, I pushed my dick right into her ass. Sara cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, as I grabbed some of her hair and pulled on it, while I began pounding her ass nice and hard.

Nails digging into the sheets, Sara screamed my name as I pounded her ass.

Just as I was about to cum, I quickly pulled out and pushed her onto her back again, returning my cock to her now soaking wet pussy. One hard thrust and I buried myself, gasping as I exploded and filled her pussy with my thick cum. Panting and sweating, I collapsed on top of her and stayed perfectly still for a few moments.

When I caught my breath, I pulled out and laid down at her side and Sara snuggled closer to me. We stayed in bed for a few minutes, just talking before she decided that she was going to head next door to her own room and call it a night.

Meanwhile, I had something important that I needed to do. Getting a grip on myself, I rolled out of bed and put on a pair of panties and a t-shirt, before sitting down in front of my computer. I pulled up Skype and clicked on John's name...luckily, he was online.

I could call him on the phone and tell him sure, but I wanted to see his face. I waited as Skype connected and moments later, John was on my screen smiling at me.

"Hey babe," he said, happily."

"Hey mi amor...I have to tell you something, really important."

John's POV

As happy as I was to see her, my smile faded quickly as I noticed by her own expression and the sound of her voice that something was wrong. There were tears in her eyes, though she wasn't crying hysterically...something was on her mind.

"What's the matter, babe?"

I waited, as she sighed and seemed to be hesitating, holding back whatever it was that she had contacted me to tell me.

"Um...so, last week was a lot of fun. I know I said that before I left, but I'll say it again and again."

"I can agree with that," I said, smiling again briefly.

"It's just...I haven't been one hundred percent honest with you."

"Okay? What...exactly does that mean?"

"My roommate...Sara."

What was wrong with that? I knew that they had dated, broken up and were still friends and still living together. I had thought that she had told me everything there was to know, about her ex-girlfriend/roommate.

"What about her?"

She was really holding back now, I could see in her eyes that she was nervous as hell. I took a deep breath and exhaled, leaning in closer to the camera.

"Alycia...it's alright," I said, in a soothing voice. "Whatever it is...just tell me. It'll be okay."

She wiped a tear away and shifted in her chair, leaning closer to her camera as I had done moments before.

"Sara and I...we did break up. But, we've still been having sex together. The last two times were about a month and a half ago, right before I met you and...again tonight. A few minutes ago."

I was silent. I was trying to wrap my head around what she was saying, but having a little bit of trouble. If they weren't dating anymore, if Alycia liked men more than women like she had told me she did, then why was she still sleeping with Sara?

"So...what, you guys are back together?"

"No, no it's not like that," she said, becoming a little anxious now.

"It's...sort of like a casual thing. We only do it from time to time. There are no romantic feelings attached at all, it's just sex. I'm more than willing to stop, if it means losing you but-"

"Alycia, it's okay. It's alright..."

I was thinking it over in my head. In a way, it sort of made sense. They weren't dating, they had no romantic feelings...some people might think, that's just a cop out. An excuse. But, it didn't bother me like that. Sure, this was a pretty big shock and a lot to take in and I would have preferred if she had told me in person, when we were hanging out. Or even on the phone when we first started talking.

The thing was, we were in a long distance relationship. I could understand how she might be in need of some occasional company...plus, the more I thought about it the more it seemed kind of sexy.

"I don't mind," I said, smiling again.

"What...what did you just say?"

She was stunned and I couldn't help but laugh at the expression on her face, as I repeated myself.

"I said, it's okay."

"Are you...serious?"

"Yeah, totally. I mean...there's no romantic feelings attached, so as long as it's just sex then I don't mind. If you tell me you're in love with her, then we might have a problem."

"Oh my god," Alycia sighed, looking totally relieved. "I am so happy to hear you say that. I thought for sure you were going to be pissed and break up with me."

"Well, if I'm being honest...it's kind of hot."

"Really?"

We both laughed and she pressed me on what I had said.

"I mean, I look at it this way...you're both women. Even if you have something a little extra, that Sara doesn't have, you're still a woman in my eyes. So, it's kind of like lesbian sex. I mean, guys love when girls get it on right? The only difference is that one of you has a dick and the other doesn't."

To a stranger, that would have sounded totally crazy. To Alycia though, it just made her laugh hysterically. I could tell though, that she knew

I was being serious even though she found it so funny. She was just happy to know that I wasn't angry. She went on to explain to me, that it wasn't something she planned on doing forever.

This whole long distance thing wasn't going to last forever and in her words, when we figured it all out then she would want to focus on just me and her. She was pretty sure that Sara would understand and eventually, she would probably wind up with a boyfriend...or girlfriend, anyway.

What she said next really caught me off guard and I have to be honest, the mental image it gave me had my dick hard as a rock.

"Hey, eventually you're going to come out here and see me in Florida, right? Well maybe we can all have a little threesome when you do."

"Oh...fuck yeah," I laughed. "You are the best girlfriend ever!"

"Awe...you're so sweet," she said, blowing me a kiss.

A few minutes later, we decided to wrap things up. We were both tired...Alycia more than me, thanks to Sara. Blowing each other a kiss, we disconnected and I shut down my computer and stretched before standing up and making my way to my bed. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling.

The bed felt empty, without Alycia beside me. I sighed and turned over onto my side and closed my eyes. October could not get there, fast enough.

*****

So, this series is going pretty well so far. I have a lot more in store, I promise. Thank you to my editor, for another good job, I appreciate it. More to cum soon.