I forgot the cable guy was coming.

I was completely dressed. Nails, make-up, etc. I was wearing a thin pink top and very short blue jean shorts. They had slits on the side, and my panties could be seen. I had my size D boobs with erect nipples in a pink lacy bra. The thin top made my nipples stand out. My long brown hair was pulled over and down my left shoulder. I planned to spend the whole Saturday dressed up until my date showed up later that evening.

I got a call and answered. He said, “This is John with Comcast I just pulled up for your cable install.” Panicking, I asked if I could call him right back. If I turned him away, it would be days before another appointment. I finally decided to just be honest with him.

I called him back and said, “I am sorry, but I forgot you were coming. This will sound strange but I am a cross-dresser. It will take forever to get changed back. Come on up if you do not mind seeing me this way.”

He said, “I do not mind, I will only need 20 minutes or so. I am on my way up.”

I opened the door to let him in. We stood there for a few seconds, looking at each other.

I said, “Come on in. Again, I am so sorry and embarrassed. I will stay out of your way and change into some sweats.”

He looked at me and said, “You do not have to change because of me. Over the years, I have seen lots of things at people's homes.”

He laughed and added, “This is a first, however.”

I laughed and said, “Thank you for making me feel better. I have been out-dressed many times before. But I usually wear a nice dress or outfit, not in skimpy little shorts with my panties and butt hanging out!”

He said, “I think you look nice.”

I blushed and said, “Thank you. Where should we start?”

“Show me the TVs and where you want the modem, please.”

I said, “Follow me.”

We started in the living room and then went to the office. He followed behind me the whole way. I put a hand on my butt as I stopped at my desk, pretending to wipe something off. I leaned forward and put my hands on my knees.

Looking back at him I asked, “Can you put the modem under the desk back in the corner?”

He moved closer to me, and said, “No problem, ma’am.”

I laughed aloud and said, “John, you are such a gentleman. Call me Robin, please. Just the bedroom is left, this way.”

Again, I felt like he was staring at my butt as he followed me. Opening my bedroom door, I froze in shock. There were panties, bras, and some outfits all over my bed. What horrified me the most was some of my toys were lying at the end. A few colorful plugs and my seven-inch black dildo was visible.

I bowed my head and said, “Now this is really embarrassing.”

John happened to be a very handsome black man, maybe in his late twenties. He was well over six feet tall, while I was just under six feet in my heels, and he was a head taller.

I apologized again and asked him if my face was bright red.

He laughed and said, “It is very red.”

I said, “There is nothing I can do now, you know almost all my secrets. This is the last TV. Can I get you something to drink before you get started?”

He said, “A water would be great, Robin.”

I returned with his water and asked him, “Is there anything else I can get you?”

He said, “No, thank you. I will go in and out a few times to check the signal and go to my truck. Other than that, I will be okay.”

I smiled at him and said, “I’ll be in my office if you need me.”

When he went outside, I ran to the bathroom and fixed my hair. I reapplied my lipstick and sprayed some more perfume on me.

I thought, “Oh God, he’ll notice I did this.”

I made excuses to walk to the kitchen a few times to see him working. Once he was on his back, threading some cables behind the TV. I glanced down at his crotch and saw a huge bulge. I poured myself a glass of wine and gulped it down. I refilled it and went back to the office.

Walking by him, I said, “Feel free to use the bathroom if necessary. Also, I have soft drinks, or I could make you some coffee or tea.”

He said, “Thank you much. I am good.”

From my office, I saw him head to my bedroom. All my stuff was still there on the bed.

He quickly finished in the bedroom and came to the office.

He said, “I’ll need to get under the desk now if it’s, okay?”

I pushed my chair back and said, “It’s all yours.”

A few minutes later I remembered my wine. He was on his back, under the desk.

I said, “It’s just me, I forgot my wine.”

My glass was back on the far-left corner of the desk. I would have to step over him to reach it.

I said, “John, I have to step over you a second, don’t move, or I might stab you with my heels.”

He laughed and said, “I’m ready, go ahead.”

I gently put one leg over him and leaned over to grab my glass. This had me standing over him with my legs spread right above his crotch. I knew my shorts had very little material in the crotch, and he could probably see my thong disappearing in my cheeks.

I thought I heard him say something quietly.

Squatting down to look at him, I said, “Oh no! Did I step on you?”

He said, "No, not at all.”

“Oh, it sounded like you said something. I thought I stepped on you, and you stifled a scream.”

It was not lost on me that my butt was now hovering just inches over that big bulge I had noticed earlier. John was staring down there as well.

Without looking up he said, “I actually whispered, “Oh God” to myself.”

Keeping my eyes on his bulge, I asked him, “Why did you say that?”

He said, “I’m embarrassed to say.”

I laughed and said, “We are even now. But I would still like to know why please.”

He said, “I looked up and had a great view. No offense, but I still cannot believe how a man can look so good. I mean, your legs look incredible. How do you do that?”

I ran my hands up and down my legs and said, “These old things? I was blessed with very little hair on my legs, all over. Keeping my legs and the rest of my body hair-free is easy. I only keep a little landing strip, you know where. I use lotion three times a day and tanning lotion twice weekly. Sometimes, I cannot stop feeling my own legs!”

He smiled and said, “Like you are doing now?”

I laughed and said, “See what I mean! I will let you get back to work, sir.”

He laughed again and said, “Oh, it’s quite alright.”

I put one hand on his stomach as I pushed myself up. Instead of leaving, I sat down in my chair.

I looked at my phone as I stretched my legs out, crossing them at my ankles. I made small talk with him as he worked, each of us stealing glances at one another.

John stood up and said, “Okay, I need to set up your laptop for the Wi-Fi.”

I said, “Oh my God, let me open it first and make sure there are not any porn pages up!”

I gave him my chair and went for more wine.

When I returned, I sat on the futon and watched him work.

I said, “Just guessing, but I am sure you have a thousand questions you would like to ask me. You are free to ask me anything.”

John said, “Good guess! But I would not know where to start.”

“I’ll answer some for you!”

“I’ve been dressing like this for about nine years.”

“I’m a part-time girl only.”

“I would love to go full time, but friends and family do not know about Robin. I hope!”

John laughed at that one.

“I have not had any surgeries done, but I would love to get a size D boob job. I have just two problems with that. One, they would be impossible to hide. Two, I would spend all my time playing with my own boobs!”

“How have I done so far?”

He said, “Great, please continue.”

“My first time with a man was almost seven years ago. I had a 23-year-old college kid rent a room for the summer. I was fifty-one at the time. One night, he busted me completely dressed at 2 a.m. He had noticed some things about me, and the previous weekend, he peeked through my windows. He watched me all dressed up and using some toys on myself. That night, he parked down the street and watched me again. I didn't know he was home until he knocked on my bedroom door. Of course, I panicked and asked him what he wanted. He told me he knew what I was doing and let me in. I didn't have much choice. I figured he wouldn't have knocked and said that unless he wanted something. He took my virginity three times that night. Every weekend after that, we saw each other until he returned to school.

I looked up at John, who had stopped working and was hanging on to my every word.

I continued, “After that, I felt a lot more confident. I started going out dressed to clubs, and meeting guys for dates.”

I added, “If you are wondering, I do not top. Meaning I do not put my cock in a guy or have them suck me. I am what we call a bottom girl only."

I stood up and said, “I need more wine, and you must finish!”

He was done when I returned and wanted to show me the new Wi-Fi information, I put my hand on his shoulder and leaned closer. My head was right next to his, and my boob was pressed firmly against his back. Unfortunately, it only took a few minutes. He reached over, brushing against my other boob, and took out some paperwork.

Handing me a pen and said, “Sign here, please.”

I leaned over to sign and said, “Bummer, you are all done.”

He handed me a copy and said, “Off to the next job. I will go crazy if I stay here longer.”

I said, “I am so sorry if I got to forward. I just started feeling comfortable around you.”

He said, “It is not that at all. I feel very comfortable with you, too. I am not sure how to react.”

I said, “Oh, do not worry, I know it is confusing for guys to meet a girl like me for the first time. Look at the bright side; next time, you will not be nervous when you meet one.”

I told him I would get him fresh water and walk him out.

At the door, I said, “Thank you for being so understanding. With you being so handsome, I wish I had something sexier on!”

He said, “I don’t think that’s possible.”

I smiled and said, “Thank you, I’m glad you think it’s sexy.”

I just had to say something else to him.

I looked up and asked, “Were you surprised when I opened the door.”

He laughed and said, “What surprised me was the whole package. Those fingernails, even your toenails, are painted too. Your hair is soft and beautiful, and your perfume smells so good. Then, I could not stop staring at your rocking body. Your legs look so soft, smooth, and tan. Your panties playing peek-a-boo in your shorts were driving me crazy! Then those big boobs and nipples staring at me the whole time.

I laughed and put my hands on my boobs. Giving them a good bounce and pinching the nipples.

I said, “I find myself feeling them a lot.”

He said, “I won’t be able to get you out of my mind.”

I said, "Here goes nothing."

Gently taking his hands, I led them down to my legs. He ended up kneeling as he ran his hands up and down my legs.

He said, “Oh my God, Awesome.”

I spread my legs more, and his hands went all the way to my crotch. John stood up and grabbed my butt, pulling me closer. I undid the buttons on my shorts and moved one of his hands down to my bare ass. Soon both hands were squeezing my bare butt. Just then, my shorts fell to my ankles; I held on to John as I slipped each leg out and kicked them away. I turned around, bent forward, and pushed my butt back against him. I moaned as I felt how big and hard his cock was.

I reached back for his cock and said, “Have I made that big cock hard?”

With his help, I managed to get his cock out. I wrapped my hand around it and looked back.

I said, “Oh wow! I must see this better.”

I turned around and squatted down right in front of it. His cock was eight-plus inches and leaking cum. The head was a perfect mushroom shape, and the shaft was evenly thick to his balls. I grabbed that cock with both hands and stroked it gently. I took my tongue and licked the cum off his head.

I looked up at him and said, “This is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen,”

I took about four inches in my mouth and started going as fast and as deep as I could. I wanted him so badly, I had to make a decision.

I said, “I can make you cum in my mouth right now, or you can come back after your job, and we can try getting that cock in my little, tight, white pussy.”

He said, “Really? You want me to fuck you?”

I said, “I think you would like that too!”

John said, “Okay. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

I told him, “I’ll be ready.”

I wanted to look very sexy for him, so I redid my makeup first. I used black glitter eyeshadow on my bottom eyelashes, then touched up my lipstick and added glitter body powder. I put on a necklace that says “Robin” and added large hoop earrings.

I put on my black lace bra with a matching thong. I also have a black, sequined, body-con mini dress that looks great on me. I added my six-inch strappy heels and walked to my full-length mirror. I hoped John would love how I looked.

John called half an hour later and asked, “Can I still come over?”

I said, “Yes, please. I am all ready for you.”

He said, “I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

When I opened the door for him, John said, “You look stunning!”

I walked up, put my arms around his neck, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He pulled me closer and kissed me passionately. When we broke our kiss, I led him to my bedroom. My hands were shaking as I started undressing him until he was completely naked.

I said, “I have to get some pictures of me with you. If we keep your face out of view, would you mind?”

He said, “Hell, I would love to take some for myself! But I can’t risk having them on my personal cell. I do have a girlfriend, and I hope that is okay.”

I said, “I figured a man like you would have a girlfriend or wife. I know how to be discreet. I just had to try to seduce you, even if it was just this once. After catching you checking me out a few dozen times, I thought I had a good chance.”

He laughed and said, “I do not know much about crossdressers. But when you told me on the phone, I figured you would be a hairy, ugly dude in some weird clothes. When you opened the door, and I saw you standing there blushing with that gorgeous smile, I am sure my mouth dropped open.”

I laughed and said, “Then your eyes locked on my tits before looking at me up and down.”

He said, “I didn’t realize you saw that.”

I asked him, “When I turned around and led you in? Did you check out my ass? I did my best sexy walk in case you were.”

He said, “I sure did. Your cheeks jiggled with every step. Then I walked through your perfume scent, breathing it in. I was a goner at that moment.”

I put my phone on a timer. We stood face to face with me looking at the camera, with a big smile on my face. His face was just off-screen. I had his cock in my hand. The second picture was me kneeling, turned towards the camera with both hands wrapped around his cock.

I handed him my phone and had him take a few pictures; however, he wanted me to pose.

I switched it to video and said, “Take a vid for one minute or so, please.”

He started filming as I started kissing his cock, looking into the camera. Soon I was going all out on his cock. I was moaning and slobbering, losing all track of time. John kept telling me how good I was doing and began pushing his cock in my mouth faster and faster.

He asked, “Can I come on your face? I still want to fuck you, though; I probably will not even go soft.”

I just mumbled a yes and started sucking harder.

He pulled his cock from my mouth and started jacking it off. John grunted as spurt after spurt flew out and covered my face. I caught as much as I could in my mouth and waited to swallow. He put the tip in my mouth and squeezed the last drops out. John watched me use my fingers to scoop his cum in my mouth. When my mouth was full, I gulped it all down.

John said, “My God, that was sexy. Now bend over the bed and spread your legs.”

He rubbed his cock between my cheeks, as I kept pushing back on him.

He said, “Damn! I have to use a condom, okay?”

I said, “As long as you rip it off and cum wherever you want. There’s lube on the nightstand.”

He put his condom on and lubed up his cock. John grabbed my right leg and lifted it on the bed. I felt him start to take my panties off, until I said, “Just rip them off me!”

With one tear, he ripped them completely off. I loved feeling him in control. I felt his cock find my little hole and tried pushing it in. His cock slipped away a couple of times before it popped inside.

He said, “You do have a tight little pussy.”

John kept working that cock in me until I felt his hips against my ass. When I started to push back on his cock, he lost all control. We were both moaning and grunting as he pounded away at me. He grabbed my hips and threw me on my back. I automatically spread my legs, and he lay right on top of me. He kissed me as I wrapped my legs around him. I reached down and guided his cock in me. This time he went slow and steady, as we kissed. I thrust my hips up to meet his every thrust. I looked down and watched his cock go in and out of me.

I said, "Your cock looks so good going in me."

We were both looking at it when he started going faster.

He looked at me and said, “I’m going to pull out and cum all over your little pussy.”

I said, “Cum anywhere you want.”

He pulled out and ripped the condom off. I watched him stroke his cock with the head pressed up against my pussy.

He yelled out that he was cumming. I felt his hand slow down while bucking his hips. Then his head just barely popped in my pussy as his cock started twitching. With each spurt, I felt wetter, and his cock went in deeper. He was still coming when his cock was buried in me.

I started rapidly flexing my pussy, milking his cock.

He said, “Oh god! That feels amazing, don't stop.”

I kept that up until his cock stopped twitching.

He looked at me and said, “I guess I got carried away."

I said, "I wasn't going to stop you! Honestly, that was the best I have ever had. I hope you liked it."

John said, "My girlfriend's pussy does not feel anything like yours does. I had no idea it would be so good with a CD. I think I came more the second time."

I said, "Speaking of that. I think it will pour out of me when you pull out."

John said, "Okay, here we go."

He had a good view of his cock pulling out of my pussy.

“Oh baby, there is a lot of cum down there.”

I said, “I can tell. Could you please reach over and open my nightstand drawer? Grab that pink plug for me."

He watched as I put the plug in my pussy.

John said, “Well, it sure did not need lube. Is that to keep my cum in you all night? When will you take it out?"

I replied, “Probably around 9 PM. To be honest with you. I was dressed today because my regular guy is coming over tonight. We see each other two to three times a month. How do you feel knowing that I will be using your cum as lube?”

John said, “That is just hot as fuck! Will you tell him?”

I said, “It'll be our secret.”

I grabbed some wipes and told him to clean off his cock well. Then I used one to wipe off his lips, neck, and chest to remove the lipstick and perfume.

He dressed and said, “I would love to see you again, but I can’t have your number on my cell phone.”

I said, “I understand. I figured this would probably be a one-time thing. You know where I live, at least. Put a note under my mat if things change. You are welcome back anytime. So, when you see a CD or T-girl on TV or in public, who are you going to think of?"

We both laughed, and he said, "That's a no-brainer! I'm afraid I'll be thinking of you the next time I have sex with my girlfriend."

I said, "I'm jealous of her already. She is a lucky woman."

We walked to the door in silence. He looked at me for a long time and said, “Damn.”

I said, “Amen.”

He said goodbye and walked out.