Karen was more than I thought

For weeks my girlfriend had been talking about the new person at her work who happened to be transexual. Karen was making a bit of a stir around the place so my girlfriend told me daily. They worked at a call center and one night after dropping her off my girlfriend came running back out and said one of her friends really needed a ride home. She saw that I was uncomfortable and blurted out "It's Karen!"

OK I thought I have to meet this person, and agreed. Moments later Karen jumped in the passenger seat and my jaw dropped. Passable? How about fucking cute! We drove off and the conversation started slowly. I couldn't stop looking and Karen finally asked with a quirky smile "What?"

"Ok, look Shelley told me you're... um ah..."

"Yes?"

"She said you're a..."

"Yes I am." she said confidently. She wasn't acting at all like I expected and I was getting horny. Could she tell? Was she trying to make me horny?

She was watching me and busted out giggling and touched my leg. Thoughts rushed through my head. Is that a boner growing in my pants? Am I really this turned on right now?

"I don't believe it. You're way too... way"

Smile. Expectant eyes.

"You're way too hot."

"I can prove it but what's in it for me?"

She was trying to turn me on. Fuck what does did that mean? I'm thinking with the wrong head now. Her lips. How can she smile and pout at the same time? I want to push past them...

"Pull it out and if it's real I'll suck it. BUT if you're just BSing then you've got to suck me."

We're on Waterstreet in Halifax and she says "Pull over."

She looks around a bit as I drive into one of the parking lots. My cock is actually straining against my pants now. At this point do I hope she's lying or telling the truth?

It happens. She opens her pants and pulls out a semi hard just thick enough cut cock. It's real. I can't believe it!

"A deal is a deal and it's been a rough day so I really need this."

She got what she wanted.