Date: Tue, 5 Oct 2010 19:11:31 EDT
From: Ptrwales@aol.com
Subject: Paula Wylde - The Gentleman Brian - Part 1

My Nights With The Gentleman Brian -- Part  1

I'd  like to relate a few encounters with an absolutely gorgeous gentleman
called  Brian, who I met on a well-known TV Chix website.
My  circumstances are such that I move around the country a lot with work,
I met  Brian whilst working in North Wales, near Chester. I used to stay in
an out of  the way hotel, close to an industrial estate in Flintshire, and
this gave me the  perfect opportunity to be my femme alter-ego, Paula.
Paula  had been with me for years, in different guises, Nikki,
Mikayla,Tania, but  finally I settled on Paula in 2005, when I started my new job. Paula
was sassy,  extrovert, sexy and confident, she oozed style and dressed to
perfection, always  smart, never tarty. Paula had only ever been closet and
very occasional, but she  wanted more.
As I  said, I had been chatting to a few different people on the TV
website, and met  one or two, but it was mainly rushed, in cars and I was not very
convincing, and  frankly, getting a guy off in the back of a 10 year old
Mondeo was not really  what I was after. So I thought, off with it, changed my
femme name, bought a  whole new wardrobe and set about creating Paula.
I'd  been Paula (part-time/occasional) for nearly 3 years when I first
encountered  Brian. It was the first time I'd worked for the Company in North
Wales and I was  going to be working there regularly over the next 2 to 3
years, a few weeks at a  time, two, maybe three times a year. With this in mind
I detailed my movements  on the TV website and that is where I finally got
chatting to Brian. We chatted  for a week or so before deciding to meet for
the first time. We agreed a time  and Brian would come to my hotel at 9:30pm
the following evening.
This  is where I kind of panicked! I spent the rest of that evening making
sure I was  smooth all over, especially as I had never gone fully smooth
before (only legs  & bum previously), I didn't want to rush the evening of our
meet afterall,  did I?
So  work went very quickly and I was soon back in the hotel and having
another bath,  I'd bought some bath salts and relaxed and pampered myself for
about an hour. It  was now 8:00pm and I had an hour and a half to make Paula
perfect! Firstly I  slipped into my matching bra and panties, black & pink
lace, then sat down  in front of the mirror to apply my make-up. Forty
minutes!! Yes forty (40)  bleedin' minutes to get that right, it was my first time
going the whole hog,  and I mean the whole hog, even false eye-lashes to
give that overly femme look.  Okay, lets finish off my undies for the evening;
I wasn't sure if Brian was a  stockings or tights man, so I took no chances,
I clipped on my matching black  & pink lace suspender belt and rolled up
the fresh-out-of-the-packet black  deep-welt lace-top stockings, slipped on my
long dark-brown wig and stared at  myself in the mirror -- wow!! I couldn't
believe that was Paula looking back at  me. I'd gone the whole hog
previously, but never so meticulously, even if I do  say so myself, I looked good
enough to eat. Okay, I'd been admiring myself for  far too long, it was now
9:00pm, I slipped on my sexy black dress, fitted on  top, finishing in a
pencil-style skirt which finished just above the knee and  some sleek black suede
4" heels with a silver motif. It was now time for a damn  good glass of
wine, I called down to reception and order a bottle of Sauvignon  Blanc and two
glasses, asking room service if they could please deliver it to my  wife in
room 14 very quickly, as I would be arriving back at the hotel in 10
minutes!!! Yes, got away with that!! The wine came, I signed for it, the girl
who was foreign delivering it was very tall, over six foot, and didn't even
bat  an eyelid.
9:30pm  came.......... and went. 9:40pm came and went. I checked my mails, how
could I have  been so stupid!! A timewaster. Then a knock on my door, I
peeked through the  spy-hole and there was Brian, bunch of flowers in hand. My
heart raced as I  opened the door, he stood there, magnificent, brooding, mid
fifties, what you  would call handsome and fit, he wasn't Hollywood, but he
knew he looked good. I  just said `hi!'. He stepped forward, apologised for
being late, gave me the  flowers and a kiss on the cheek. I responded and
soon our lips met. Jeez, let's  close the door first!!

And so  it was, our first of meetings was about to begin........... Part 2
on it's way.