Cum is a Cross-Dresser New Drink

"Not funny," she said.

"Ok, ok," I said. "Let's drop it."

I sighed.

Satisfied, Nikki allowed herself to lean back into the leather seat. The car remained silent until I swung the Mercedes into the spot in front of her apartment.

"Here you go," I said. "Front door service."

"Thanks, hun," she said. "Wanna get together Friday?"

"Will you make it worth my while?" I asked.

A big, mischievous smile spread across her face.

"I always do," she said. "My place at 8. Don't be late."

Nikki kissed me on the cheek and let herself out of the car. I watched her walk up the path to her apartment. She was amazing. Slim, athletic body. Long, black hair with blonde streaks. Ultra-feminine. Everything I always wanted in a fuck buddy.

Or so I thought.

Nikki wasn't the only one with a secret. Here's what I wanted to tell her but could never find the guts: I like to wear women's clothes. Ever since I was a teen, I've gotten off on dressing like a slut and fucking myself with a vibrator. I'd secretly confided my fetish to other closet fags before but never to a woman. My ultimate fantasy was to come out to a chick and then let her humiliate me. But I never could work up the nerve to let go of my secret. Not to a woman. I was afraid she wouldn't understand. It was a fun problem to have. The hiding enhanced the thrill of fucking strangers I met in Internet chatrooms.

I got off work early on Friday and headed directly to Nikki's place. A note was pinned to the door.

"Emergency at work. Had to run out. Will be back no later than 9. Go in and make yourself at home. It'll be worth the wait. Promise. Nikki. XXXXOOOO."

The door was unlocked. It felt strange being in Nikki's apartment alone. The place was immaculate-- definitely a chick's apartment. For lack of anything better to do, I flipped on the TV and channel -surfed for a while. Nothing was on. I turned off the TV and started drifting around the apartment. Nikki had some pictures in the hall. In one photo, a boy who looked an awful lot like Nikki draped her arms around a man and woman who looked like they might be his parents.