It was supposed to be a threesome, but one guy never showed up. We were to be two crossdressing subs serving one very horny master. He, I had met before and so the nerves I was feeling as I sat in the car park near his flat were all about the 3rd person as we gave it an extra half an hour for him to get in contact.
I was almost relieved when it was clear that he wasn’t coming. Plan B was the master and I still doing a Dom Sub scenario ourselves. I knew his place was clean and safe and I knew him too, having enjoyed his cock on three previous occasions
So even though he was in charge those three times and he told me exactly where he wanted licked, kissed, sucked and nibbled, this time was to be different. He was going to be much firmer and I was to be his dutiful dirty sub, and for the first time with him, be dressed as a woman.
Soon I was wandering over from my car and pressing the buzzer for his apartment. He just released the lock and didn’t speak over the intercom. In fact I had clear instructions to come up to the 2nd floor and let myself in to his flat and go straight to the bathroom to change without seeing or speaking to him as he waited in his bedroom with the door shut.
I’m very lucky to have a close female friend called Nel who is very understanding and supportive. She has a very active sex life and we love sharing our tales (hers more than mine). Sometimes we are together but mostly not, and we have never played with others together. She keeps a small stock of clothing for me. We have long shared an interest in nylon and I have recently started buying clothes again and enjoying dressing similar to when I was young. Nel lets me use her address to get stuff delivered, and I have a couple of bags of dresses, underwear and other items including lots and lots of tights and stockings.
She is an amazing lady and encourages me in my double life. We have a saying that we never judge each other and I am always there to listen when she wants to talk too.
Nel had helped me select my outfit for the meet which was a short black cotton shirt dress which came halfway down my thighs. I chose the lighter tights over the bronze ones while reminding myself to bring black ones next time. The tights were great. They are seamless and sheer to waist and felt amazing while I had them on. I also had a black stocking to use as a face mask, but also to put over my hand if sir wanted me to rub his cock and balls with it.
I knocked his bedroom door and he told me to come in. After an initial appraisal he told me to sit on the chair at the end of the bed. I sat with my legs crossed while he explained what was going to happen. I entered my character mode and just listened and, as instructed, did not speak unless he asked me something.
Sir is a few inches shorter than me but also a few inches longer! If you catch my drift, and while I like his quite muscular stocky frame, its really his impressive cock which keeps me interested in seeing him. I’ve had bigger and in fact have been very lucky to play with some amazing specimens over the years. Sir’s is a very respectable 7 inches and nicely thick with a big set of sensitive hair free balls underneath. Ive told Nel that it is the ideal size to fit in my mouth and let me work my magic with my tongue. I was looking forward to a lengthy suck session, but he made me wait.
Because, it was time for my first surprise. I was going to wash him.
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