Transexual Heat: Mistress

By Russ L. Wolf

Russ is having a business trip to Amsterdam. But he is more interested in the pleasure part of the trip, he is actually looking forward to it. Soon he will experience something new, naughty. With the special lady he met online Russ will be dragged into a world her never thought he will be part of.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Russ L. Wolf
• Release date: Jul 7, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005037833

Russ L. Wolf

Get free ebook on https://www.wolferotica.com/Russ Wolf is a pulp fiction writer and he enjoys writing romance and erotica. Since he was a young kid he liked writing and now he is on his path to fulfill that dream and become a full-time writer. He is engaged to a beautiful pre-op transgender girl and she is heavily involved in his writing.

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WHEN THE PLANE LANDED at Amsterdam airport it was already five in the afternoon. The flight was a bit delayed so I was running late. While I sat in the taxi that was taking me to the hotel, I was thinking about how my life completely changed after that night in Vienna four weeks ago. After that experience, all I could think about were all those beautiful women with big dicks. Nothing else couldn't turn me on anymore. Even when I had sex with my ex-girlfriend. The only way I could cum was when I was thinking about a sweet shemale dick in my mouth.

When I arrived at the hotel, some thirty minutes later I didn't have time to think. I checked in and rushed to my room. I had to take a shower and change fast. At 7 I had a business dinner with a potential investor and I needed to focus.

Then my mind wondered about the meeting I had later in the evening. I felt my penis growing.

Focus man! First business, then pleasure.

I showered fast and with a new, gray suit on I left the room. The lobby wasn't big but it was decorated by someone who had good taste. While I was telling the receptionist to order me a taxi immediately I noticed a couple of good paintings on the wall. Tomorrow I'll check them out.

The taxi arrived before I finished fag, so I jumped in. It was half past six which left me plenty of time to get to the restaurant that we chose for the meeting.

Some three hours later I walked out to the street. The night was cloudy and cold air stormed my lungs. I decided to walk back to the hotel since I still had time before she arrived. I was a bit drunk, I had six or seven whiskeys. But the meeting went well.

I reached into my pocket to get Marlboro and there I found a note the waitress gave me back in the restaurant. I looked at the number and then left a crushed note on the street. She was a good-looking girl but I wouldn't be able to enjoy plain vanilla sex with her. Two months ago I'd waited for her shift to finish and then take