We agreed on a time, and he wanted me waiting inside the house, where he would come fully dressed up as well. We would simply both enjoy the moment as pretty women. The next two days dragged on and on…
The day had finally arrived. I had been imagining to the scene in my head for the last 48 hours, and finally the day, or more accurately, the night, was finally here. At about 8 pm I put everything I needed.. my makeup, wig, fake tits, shoes, dresses etc. in my gym bag. I told my wife I was going to a get together with school friends. I threw the bag in my car and drove the short distance to the empty house. Letting myself in with the key my friend had given me, I locked the door behind me and went upstairs to the bathroom.
In the bathroom I removed my outer clothes, put on the bra and panty, my fake breast form and applied my makeup
After my foundation, bronzer and blush, I applied my eye shadow, eye liner, and hooker red lipstick. Then I put on the red dress and black pantyhose that I just brought recently.
I then put on my wig, clipped on a pair of dangly earrings, and slipped into my Mary Jane heels, my legs looking hot as they maneuvered into the shoes. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was exploding with feminine sensation throughout my body. ..but obviously, that’s not a reality.
Then, I get a text from him. He asked if I was there. I told him I was, I was ready too. He said he was leaving his house now, which would put him about a half hour later than what we had set up, already being ten minutes late. I have hours, so it’s not a huge deal, but I hate waiting around for someone. Then of course I start to think he’s just playing games, it’s happened before…I’d be all ready, fully done up, guy said he was on his way, never hear from him again. Some people just like playing games.
I would so love to go out like this any time I wanted, day, night, to a mall, Wal-Mart, around town
My phone was almost dead, so I hoped it lasts long enough to continue communicating with him, that is if he’s really coming. About 20 minutes later he texts me again…he’s pulling in the long driveway. He finally arrived at the doorstep, I went to greet him, a bit nervous but excited at the same time. He seemed to be excited and a bit nervous to see me as well. He was looking hot in a beautiful red flouncing dress with nice heels. He was slim and looked quite feminine indeed. I was happy with what I was seeing.
We go inside and sit on the chair. We start our conversation by telling each other a bit about ourselves. He tells me her feminine name is Samantha and he has been cross-dressing for the past 10 years https://hookupdate.net/de/blackplanet-review/. It was really exciting to have another crossdresser to talk with. I was really enjoying the moment and I had a lot in my mind about what to do next. But then, all of sudden, he comes really close to me and kiss my lips.
I get shocked not knowing what to do but it felt good. I wanted to stop him but he was just too good to resist. I did fantasize about making out with another crossdresser but that was just a thought. Now, it was happening right before my eyes.