The Story of Stephanie (Chapter 7)

After my meeting at the hotel, I never really heard from that man again. I knew though that I'd done a good job. I wanted to do it again. But I wanted to take my time. Find the right man. When I say man, I mean a real man. Not a silly wee boy just looking for a shag. I wanted to chat to someone, maybe for a few weeks, even months, to build some trust. I felt my next step was to go all the way. I was ready.

I started chatting to a man from Fife. His name was Kevin. He was an older gentleman, just what I was looking for. He seemed very pleasant. Well mannered and polite. We chatted for a good number of weeks. I knew I wanted to meet him, but I had to be 100% ready. We exchanged numbers and began to text each other regularly. We spoke about meeting on numerous occasions. But getting a date set was proving problematic. Eventually, we decided on a date. A Saturday night, at my place. This was actually gonna happen! I was nervous, but excited. I'd used toys loads of times. Dildos, butt plugs etc, but this was gonna be my first real cock in my ass. I knew I wanted it.

As the day was approaching, I was getting more and more nervous. But I knew I had to do it. I'd bought some sexy new lingerie for the occasion. I knew he liked pvc, so I bought a pink and black pvc basque and thong set. I knew the rest of my outfit, I had that planned for weeks. Black fully fashioned stockings, black heels and my favourite little black dress. Sorted. I knew this would blow his mind. I couldn't wait to show him.

The day had arrived. He was gonna be at my flat about 8pm. It felt like such a long day. I was so nervous, but at the same time I couldn't wait. This was what I'd been waiting for for so long. I started getting ready at about 4pm. I wanted to take my time so I looked perfect for him. I got shaved, cleaned out my ass with my little douche, and then showered. My lingerie and clothes were all ready on my bed waiting. I put my basque, thong and stockings on, followed by my dress and heels. I started on my makeup. I wasn't the best at this, but I did what I could. I didn't look too bad I thought. I finished it off with my wig. I stood and looked in the mirror. I looked good! I think Kevin will think so too. It was 7pm now. He was on his way. He'd be here in about an hour. Now I was officially shitting myself!