Thirst For The Forbidden
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'I was pretty sure you would be a cross-dresser,' she said, 'and a lovely looking one too. Would you like to dress up with me at my place? I've got plenty of clothes that will fit you, and I could do your face as well.'
It sounded too good to be true. After dressing up on my own for years to suddenly meet a woman who wanted me to dress up for her! 'Are you also a -' I began to ask.
'A transvestite?' she finished the question for me. 'Heavens no! I'm all woman, but the sight of a good-looking young man like you wearing a nice skirt and blouse and a pair of high-heels, really gets my motor going!' she laughed, and, nervously, I laughed along with her. The sound of my heart seemed as loud in my ears as the traffic, and a lot of the blood seemed to have gone to my groin, because I felt my penis suddenly strain against my pants.
It did not take long to get from the suburban shopping Centre to her house. She showed me in, and took me straight to the bathroom. 'Now first of all you'll need a shower and a shave,' she said, and she got out a razor and some towels for me. 'Then you can put on your lingerie. While you do that, I'll get everything else ready for us. Would you like a drink? Good, I'll pour us a couple of gin and tonics.'
She closed the door before I even had time to think let alone reply. I jumped in the shower and gave myself a good wash all over. Then I dried myself and prepared to give my face a shave. While I was running the hot water into the basin the door opened. 'Don't mind me dear. I just thought I'd leave you some stockings and shoes for you to put on.' Seemingly oblivious to my nakedness, she dropped a pair of black high-heels and black stockings by the door and left again.
It sounded too good to be true. After dressing up on my own for years to suddenly meet a woman who wanted me to dress up for her! 'Are you also a -' I began to ask.
'A transvestite?' she finished the question for me. 'Heavens no! I'm all woman, but the sight of a good-looking young man like you wearing a nice skirt and blouse and a pair of high-heels, really gets my motor going!' she laughed, and, nervously, I laughed along with her. The sound of my heart seemed as loud in my ears as the traffic, and a lot of the blood seemed to have gone to my groin, because I felt my penis suddenly strain against my pants.
It did not take long to get from the suburban shopping Centre to her house. She showed me in, and took me straight to the bathroom. 'Now first of all you'll need a shower and a shave,' she said, and she got out a razor and some towels for me. 'Then you can put on your lingerie. While you do that, I'll get everything else ready for us. Would you like a drink? Good, I'll pour us a couple of gin and tonics.'
She closed the door before I even had time to think let alone reply. I jumped in the shower and gave myself a good wash all over. Then I dried myself and prepared to give my face a shave. While I was running the hot water into the basin the door opened. 'Don't mind me dear. I just thought I'd leave you some stockings and shoes for you to put on.' Seemingly oblivious to my nakedness, she dropped a pair of black high-heels and black stockings by the door and left again.