Jon was back in the cafe from earlier today. Not only that he was also back in his male body and clothes. He looked down at the flat front of his t shirt and the slight bulge in his jeans. Glancing around he noticed the cafe was much quieter than the last time he was here. There were only two tables occupied, his and another table at which sat the girl he had encountered yesterday. His mom was nowhere to be seen.
Catching the eye of the girl sitting a few tables away Jon smiled and was happy to see she smiled back. He had a coffee in front of him as well as a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. He had just lit a cigarette when the girl approached him and took the seat next to him.
"Would you mind if I bummed a cigarette off you? I tried to quit but can't seem to manage it properly," she said.
Jon enthusiastically picked up his packet and offered her one as well as a light.
"Thank you so much," she said extending her hand for a handshake over the table. "I'm Marie."
"Nice to meet you Marie, I'm Sandra," Jon replied, not even noticing the name he had said.
They soon got talking but being a dream some of the details were blurry but it seemed like they had been talking for hours and had really hit it off. Marie seemed to really respect Jon and was constantly complimenting him. She asked him if he didn't have plans would he like to catch a movie. Jon jumped at the opportunity and the next thing he knew the cafe faded and he found himself in a dark theatre sat next to Marie. What the movie was was unclear but it didn't matter one bit to Jon. He couldn't believe his luck to be sitting next to such a beautiful girl. He kept stealing glances at her and she did the same. Eventually their eyes met and Marie leaned forward to give Jon a kiss. They kissed for several minutes and Jon thought his penis was going to burst right out of his jeans.
"Let's go to my place", she whispered in his ear and the dream skipped ahead again. Jon now found himself inside Marie's bedroom. They had clearly just arrived and were making out in the doorway. Jon was incredibly turned on and still had a raging hard on. He was feeling Marie's body all over, squeezing her tight but and rubbing her soft breasts through her top. Marie removed her top revealing the same bra that Jon had been obsessing over before going to bed. He admired it once again, finding it incredibly sexy. He was grinding against her leg when he said, "That bra looks so good on you. Where did you get it?". The last few days magical changes forgotten in the heat of the moment, Jon was surprised at himself for asking such a question.
"I'm glad you like it Sandra. I love yours too," Marie replied. Jon looked down and was surprised to find that he was back in the skirt suit from yesterday but still in his male body. His blouse was open revealing his hairy, male chest clad in a bra that matched Marie's. Pleased by the compliment and still incredibly turned on Jon felt Marie's hand make it's way under his skirt and start to caress his penis through his silky panties. Grinding up against her in his skirt Jon let himself be guided over to the bed. Marie was taking control of the situation and Jon was enjoying being controlled. Laying back on the bed he pulled her in close for a kiss, their bras rubbing together. Hiking his skirt up and pulling his panties down, Marie carefully mounted herself onto his penis and starting thrusting back and forth. Slightly confused by the seeming role reversal Jon quickly got over it and let her do her thing.
The dream seemed to fade momentarily and Jon's erection seemed to disappear instantly but his level of arousal didn't go down. When his vision focused he was surprised to see Marie had been replaced by a man that Jon didn't recognise. The man didn't skip a beat, keeping up the rhythmic thrusts that Marie had been doing but now Jon felt something incredibly different. This man was penetrating him and it felt incredible. Not wanting this feeling to end Jon started to buck his feminine hips to try to get the man to go deeper. He could feel something building inside him and from the look in the man's eyes he was feeling something similar. They both climaxed together. Jon closed his eyes in ecstasy and when he reopened them he was back in his bed, panting. He had one hand inside his nighty rubbing his breasts and the other was outside his panties rubbing his crotch.
It didn't take long for Jon to fall back to sleep with a smile on his face.
