I’m such a slut

Wow! My sexual harassment training went very well lol. I had to have my mandatory training with the night manager. He started out with the usual crap how Walmart has a zero tolerance policy and if I felt uncomfortable to come to him. being who I am I mumbled damn. Trying to be serious he asked if that would be a problem. I assured him no but that given my orientation and current stage of transition I am thick skinned having to become tolerant to prejudices and added that most of what they say is true. I just want the to live my life as a woman . Obviously trying to test me he asked if I’d be ok with being called a fag or Sissy. I told him it’s true isn’t it and that just about anything he feels is derogatory is almost certainly true as well. I am man dressing and living as a woman and enjoy having sex with men. Hearing enough he changed to my appearance and dress code. I love wearing skirts and dressing provocative which is obviously not acceptable so I chose the next best thing, leggings. Which I was told is fine as long as “it” doesn’t show, no bulges. I stood up let him get a got look even bent over and assured him that wouldn’t be a problem. Not seeing even the slightest hint of a penis on me I did however notice one growing on him so I gave him a quick twerk and wink before sitting back down. I mean fuck it I want to job only because I can be a girl at work not because I need it so I might as well just be me if he does not like what I have to say or do, oh well no loss. To rest of training went the same me throwing out sexual innuendos and flaunting my body. Needless to say he was feeling more uncomfortable than me lol having to hold his clipboard over his crotch. After he concluded he ask if there were any questions (as I said I don’t need this job) I said just one are you going to take care of that or do you want me to, eying his clipboard covered hardon. Without saying a word he put the clipboard on the desk I knew it was game on. I got out of the chair turning back and bent over slowly to place my paper work on the floor letting him get a good eyeful of the the prize. Taking my time neatly putting them under my chair hearing the all too familiar sound of a belt buckle and zipper being undone by the time I straightened back up and turn around his pants were down around his ankles. He placed his hand on the back of my neck a ushered my head to his cock to which I eagerly obliged. Trying to maintain eye contact as I sucked his rock hard cock. It was difficult being it was so hard and wouldn’t bend to the angle of my throat. On one of the up strokes with his cock still in my mouth I told him I wanted him to fuck me he pushed my head back down and said he didn’t have a condom. Only being able to talk on the up stokes because his cock filled my mouth I jokingly said I’m on birth control he replied no lube. I told him no need I’m ready. even given his size being that hard and me being as loose as I am now he’d go though me like a hot knife through butter. I lifted me off his cock spun me around and bent me over the chair and yanked my leggings down. So rough! Now fuck me the same way! Don’t be gentle, we’re not making love. I felt his head positioned at my entrance like a bitch in heat I arched my back and begged him to do it. In one quick motion his pelvis was pressed against my butt. I wasn’t ready as though I was it was more cock than I expected. It went in with ease but the length. I let out muffled screams as he pulverized my insides I endured as my eyes began to well up until my body grew accustomed to his size. But even through the painful acclimation process the gusset of my panties began to show my excitement as soaked up my precum as I was about climax I felt the heat of his cum filling my insides grasping my hips pushing as if he was trying to rip through me making sure he emptied every drop he released and fell into the chair beside me basking in the post climactic glow his cock still semi hard and glistening with our sex. I fix my thong and pull my leggings back up making sure “its” back where it belongs. And to make sure this happens again I kneeled before him and showed my appreciation by sucking his cock clean. But being in that position and relaxing my throat to be able clean his whole cock, my pussy also relaxed allowing my destroyed bottom to gape and queef leaving a very large cum covered wet spot in my leggings. Now that the seal has been broken I could feel cum oozing out of me even though we could laugh and joke about it the fact remained, I still had to finish my shift. I excused myself to the ladies room bought one of those crappie generic vending machine tampons, plugged my leaking orifice pulled shirt down as far as I could and made my way to the women’s section and got a new pair of leggings. I told my fellow cashier Sheila I sat in something in the break room she replied yeah the guy here tend to leave things messy. Goody! Something to look forward to