1st Transsexual Affair

Paul's cock was hard as a rock and with a penchant for sleeping in the nude, its fat length pressed against luxurious satin sheets. The dream of searching for a urinal or bathroom now became reality. He stretched, groaned and yawned his way off the comfortable bed and padded across the room. The marble flooring was cool and with relief he emptied a full bladder, the tinkling water sounds echoing.

Rinsing out a dry mouth and splashing water on his face and hair he primped in front of the full length mirror: a little paunch in the middle but otherwise in good shape for late 40's, muscular and tanned with a touch of grey near around temples. The narcissist flexed biceps and admired his taut white ass.

In the quiet living room, he made coffee and lounged in the nude, glad to be alive. Transparent white curtains flowed inward with sea breezes, inviting the salty scent from the ocean just outside his balcony. Bermuda, lovely Bermuda.

Six months ago, Annie had died after a short but painful bout with cervical cancer and he regretted that their individual careers had kept them so busy, so far apart with never enough quality time. Twelve years of marriage abruptly ended, friends and relatives lovingly suggested a getaway, a vacation from the office and memories.

He sipped coffee while reflecting on the slower pace and simplified living here on this island paradise. The local cuisine was good Driving around on the motor scooters, swimming in warm waters and basking on the hot beach. He'd even managed to write some, all of which were healthy signs. Sea gulls and blue skies beckoned, he smiled and decided to put on the tight

Speed-o before making an appearance outside, enjoying the feel

of his balls sexily hugged within.

Parting the gauzy curtains, he stepped through the open patio door onto the brilliantly sunlit balcony, covered with bleached white seashells embedded into the concrete. Hanging ferns completed the million dollar scenic view towards the ultra green sea, coral reefs and beach below already dotted with colorful umbrellas and oiled vacationers. He'd spent little time out here admiring the panorama.