For most of my married life I've been an ordinary kind of guy, surviving on minimal sex, often tempted but never actually playing up. Recently the lack of any sex drove me to find a local 'parlour' to satisfy my needs.

The experience convinced me that this was a very necessary industry! But a life changing encounter has 'turned' me in a way I never expected. I'd gone to a new parlour for a change of scene. When I got there, only a couple of girls were available. I met them both, but neither was much to my liking. I knew that they also had transsexuals. More for curiosity than for any real intention to do anything, I asked to meet the trannies. The first two were nothing special, but the last was not so much stunning as statuesque and smoulderingly sensual. When 'her' eyes met mine I knew there was a deep connection made between us. She stood there in a short skirt cut high up on her shapely tanned strong legs. She wore a mans sports coat with nothing underneath, revealing a wide deeply plungeing neckline and the outline of her beautiful breasts. I was knocked out! I paid my money, and she led me up the stairs, holding my hand and stroking in a way that got my length hard. I couldn't take my eyes off her legs, wondering what delights I would find when we got to the room. I showered more quickly than I have ever done, and stood with the towell around my waist, knees actually trembling with anticipation, with my length making a 'tent' in front. She unbuttoned her jacket, exposing the most beautiful tits I've seen, put her arms around my neck and drew her warm, wet mouth to mine.

Our lips met and her tongue probed my mouth. The towell fell to the floor, and she kissed and toyed her way down my chest. When she got to my length, she held it in her hands and gently kissed the head. I nearly came on the spot. I knew the score, now would come the condom and the pretending would begin. But my knees nearly buckled under me when she took my bare length into her wet mouth and gave me the greatest head job I have ever experienced. This was no professional meeting, there was a real chemistry between us! I hadn't meant to be doing this! We played, sucked, toyed and probed each others every opening. As I lay exhausted but still excited after playing her tight arse, she pulled off the condom and took my still oozing thingy into her mouth and was unmistakably swallowing my juice.

She offered to give me her address when I came next time, so that I wouldn't have to pay the 'management' and so we could spend as long as we liked together. I returned home, and have not gone back to see her since.

But something has changed inside me forever. Now I crave to suck length as much as have mine sucked....

and a lot more besides. My bi switch has been 'turned on' in more ways than one! I can't stop thinking about sucking her length!