Vegas Encounter- part Deux

A Frittata is like an egg pizza with other fixings. Holli bent down to put the Frittata in the oven, and exposed her cock and balls from the back no panties. He thought to himself, he could have never imagined this view would be such a turn on for him, he was becoming aroused. Was he gay? When she turned around to walk over to the table her breast swayed and bounced inside the shirt. A rush came over him, like being on a roller coaster.
Holli, can I ask you something? Of course, she exclaimed. I get excited just watching you, and this thought keeps bothering me as if I may be gay. Jack, if you saw a manly man bend over and looked at his genitals does it turn on? Hell no, he replied. Believe me hon, you are not gay. With that she gave him a hug and she kissed his chest. Honestly Jack, do you remember last night, Diane was doing all the fucking, I do not do that, I want to feel feminine. Holli, to be honest with you, all morning I had forgotten you were ‘trans’ until you bent over. Holli moved close to Jack, turned around backed into him and pulled his arms around her.

‘Ding’ Fritatta is done, let’s enjoy the morning, it’s still cool outside so let’s stay in. They talked about everything from A to Z laughed and got lost with the time. Hey, let’s get dressed and get out and do some shopping.
Holli had a pair of denim shorts a white top V-neck just showing a little cleavage, and knee high socks with tennis shoes. She always looked fantastic to him. The couple drive out through Red Rock Canyon beyond the frantic busy LV area and drove up to Mount Charleston (appox 12,000 feet) there was snow where the sun had not melted the first snow of the year, and it was very cool but beautiful. See Jack we do have mountains and wilderness areas here. It’s like two different worlds exist here and hardly anyone knows it. Do you see the area that is now grown up? Yes it’s beautiful, terraced hills. It was my fathers, he built a golf course up here and it failed. Jack said ‘I thought you were asian’ No, well my Dad was native American, my Mom was from Hawaii. When my Dad died, we moved back to Hawaii, but I moved back here. My Mom knew I was born a woman inside, but my Dad would have croaked sooner if he knew. With that Jack, hugged her. Let’s get going, so we can get some shopping done.