That afternoon I made a few phone calls, masturbated thinking about Jamie, showered and about 6:30 headed down to the restaurant to eat. I hoped I might see her but was disappointed. Halfway through my meal she walked through the glass doors and searched for a table. My heart raced as I waved. and hoped she’d join me. Her eyes caught mine and she gave a small wave of recognition as she headed my way.
I won’t bore you with the details of dinner, but I made sure to steer the conversation back to where it left off; before an hour passed I knew she was transgendered. Better yet, her dainty foot rubbed my ankle. Soon afterward she headed to her room, three doors down from mine and told me to knock in twenty minutes.
I returned to my room, took off my suit jacket and tie, brushed my teeth and splashed on cologne. My cock was already semi-erect when I knocked on her door. I was almost trembling with excitement as I imagined my first naked encounter with a transsexual.
The door opened a crack and Jamie peeked out. When she saw me she opened it further to let me in while she moved behind it. I stepped in to inhale this newly applied perfume as she hurriedly shut the door behind me.
My mouth almost dropped when I turned and took in this goddess in a fuschia baby doll with red trim, matching thong and frilly red fuck me garter belt and nylons. On her small feet she wore pink lingerie slippers with pom-poms. I’m something of a foot man. Ohmigod, I thought as I looked at them: she carries those with her? Heaven! She’d also fixed her makeup, made her eyes more heavily lined and added a ruby red lip gloss to her lips.
“Well, what do you think?” she asked as she shifted her weight to her left hip, stuck it out and placed one hand on it like a model. What did I think? I was dizzy with uncontrollable lust. I blubbered something unintelligible. She moved closer and pressed her adorable small bosom into me and looked up. “Ooh, you’re trembling,” she said. Relax. “We’ll have a good time. Shall we start with a kiss?”
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