Date: Mon, 02 Nov 2020 14:34:49 +0000 From: LostTexBoy Subject: The Fantasy I lived Chapter 3 The Fantasy I Lived. Please donate to Nifty Here is chapter 3 of my first story. Thanks to the notes and comments I have received about the story. I know not much action has occurred, but it will soon. This story is not a true story. It is happening in my mind. I wish it was true though. Chapter 3 Again, here I sit in my car. This time more nervous than I have ever been in my life perhaps. I'm going in to meet a man that is the only one on the entire planet that knows me face to face and knows that I like to dress as a gurl. I dress at home for my enjoyment and desire. Of course, my fantasies are ones where I am with a man who wants me to be his gurl. A man that makes me feel sexy and gurly when I am not a passable girl. Someone that enjoys all my parts just as I present them. Of course, I have chatted with men and gurls online at various sites and sent a photo or 2 to share but never have I been with anyone as Mattie. I take a deep whiff of poppers to give me some courage. Just as I am about to open the door it opens for me. Building up courage are you Miss Mattie? I look up after the shock of someone opening my door, there he is. Joel my date, oh I mean Bluto as he has asked me to call him. "A gentleman should always open up the door for a lady, right?" he asks. I look into his eyes "Well you do score points for that" In my head I think wow he continues to use Miss, and ma `me, and darlin and all the appropriate words as if I was a true girl. I must ask him how he knows to do that. I get out of the car and he says, "Nice stockings" Oh he noticed that, interesting. I hope that no one else would. I mean why would they. I am in regular guy clothes. Khakis with a pink dress shirt and navy blazer and brown shows. Only someone that's looking would notice the sheer stockings, not socks I have on. Or perhaps if they put their arm on my back would feel the clasp of a bra or on my thigh would feel the bulge of a garter connector holding up afore mentioned stockings. We walk in and Bluto chats with the girl at the hostess stand. He knows her of course and I recognize her. We live in a small town. Bluto works at Home Depot he see's tons of people all the time. I know lots of people around town as well so there is no surprise. Anyway, Darcy takes us to a back-corner booth. Bluto makes me face away from the room. Something I normally don't do. I like to face the room. You know in case a guy with a gun runs in to shoot up the place, like we hear on the news all the time. I want to see it coming and dunk fast, but oh well. I am facing the back wall now. He sits facing the room. So the waiter comes and gets our drink order. I get a beer and Bluto looks at me with a questioning glance and he orders a martini. I look at him the same way. The waiter leaves. "So I'm getting the lady drink and you the mans" He laughs. "I like beer what can I say, along with many other beverages but today it's beer". We just look into each other's eyes for a long time or it feels like a long time. Not talking just staring. I can tell he has a freshly trimmed beard. Neatly pulled back, beautiful thick salt and pepper, wavy hairy that I would die for. His eyes are looking at me and I see them wander over me looking at my chest, hands, lips. Clank clink the drinks are set down on the table. It kind of jolts us out of our checking each other out. He takes the lead "We aren't ready to order yet, watch the drinks and refill when they get low", he tells the waiter and he is gone. I look at him with an eyebrow raised. "Oh, sorry were you ready to order? I thought we might talk for a bit, I can get him back". "No no that's fine I was just surprised is all" as I take a drink of my beer. "Something tells me I will surprise you a lot Mattie". I look at him again with my eyebrow raised. "First I am so anxious to know what you have on under there". I laugh a little and look into his eyes some more. I can tell he truly wants to know. I glance more at him checking out what he is wearing. Red and black buffalo plaid flannel shirt, not the typical design of flannel. It's open at the collar so I see his hairy chest peeking out. I spy a gold chain around his neck. His hands that I hadn't really paid attention until now are sizable with the back and fingers showing off more of that dark hair. No watch, no ring (humm wonder why) jeans of course and as I noticed when I got out of the car boots but not cowboy, but ankle lace up like hiking type. I also caught a scent of spicy cologne. I smiled at him "well I'll tell you if you tell me" he laughs "For me just regular guy boxers. You wear all the pretty stuff" As I tell him about my pink and black lingerie under the boy clothes his eyes glaze over, his smile gets bigger and licks his lips every so often. I finish and he takes a deep breath. "Could you show me a peek?" I look at him with a smile, I could tell that he was already undressing me with his eyes. While staring at him I unbutton one button on my shirt. His eyes are not looking at mine. He is looking at my hands and chest. I unbutton another he bites his lip and then the third. I pull apart my shirt exposing my bra, the pink shelf bra with black dots that has the pink and black bow in the middle. His eyes look at mine and I hear him say "Stunning, I thought that pink fingernail would lead to pink lingerie but didn't guess about the black". I giggle, the gurl in me shows up. Of course, this entire time the gurl between my legs wrapped in pink and black matching panties is so swollen I am sure there is a wet spot on my panties. "Your choice is just beautiful, and it tells me a lot about you actually. Funny story, I told you I was wearing boxers but didn't mention the color they are black with pink dots believe it or not" Another beer suddenly appears on the table as does a martini for him. Bluto looks at the waiter "thanks after the next round we will take menus" When the waiter gets out of ear shot, I ask. "So, Bluto you know so much about me and all I know about you is you like the cartoon Popeye, and you work at Home Depot. I have learned recently you like men that wear lingerie and girly drinks like martinis. I think it's time now as you sip in that second martini you expand my knowledge" This deep laugh comes from him and his whole body feels the laugh. He reaches across the table and takes my hand. "You are a winner and I see you will keep me on my toes" I lift up my mug of beer in a toasting gesture. "I do have so many questions, but I think that if you tell me more about you those may be answered. As I see it right now you are one big handsome stud of a man whom I have had a crush on since the first time I saw you. However, my situation needs to be so cautious, not to mention at this moment you are the only one who has ever seen me in person in lingerie. I need to know more, then we can both be winners, I... I hope" "You certainly are a winner. Yes, you do need to know more about me. I actually like that you are being so cautious". He took a sip of his martini and winks at me. "About me huh, well I have to back track and apologize. When I saw those yellow panties today on you, I flipped. If I could actually do a back flip I would. I have been attracted to TV's, CD's and cross dressers for a while. As you know living in this town finding someone like you is a needle in a hay field or so I thought. I have looked and tried to find someone like you. My enthusiasm is like finding a white rose in a bouquet of red. All the flowers are beautiful, but I'm drawn to white." "When I was in college, I dated a trans women and really liked it. It didn't work out since I wanted to move back here to Paris, she didn't. So I came back here did what was expected and got married. I closed off the desire and moved on. When Britney died the feelings started creeping back into my fantasias. The internet also helped with expanding on my past feelings. However here in town there are not to many gurls around and if there are it's on the down down down low. I came across a website that was males in lingerie but not big sissy types more masculine types. Not necessarily all "gurled" out. They kind of looked like me. More bulky with facial hair and some had hairy bodies. So I explored myself. I got my wife's panties out so I could feel that silkiness on my skin again. She was much smaller than I am so I couldn't wear them. I wanted to see and feel a gurls large clitty in some lace panties. I wanted to have a gurl around me to share life with. Like in college with Trilinda but didn't have to be full time. Just at home to be buds around town and lovers at home. Of course, there was the issue of finding someone in this small town. I was alone, I chatted online with gurls I liked, and it helped but none of them were close. I was still missing the intimacy I longed for." I sat there and listened to him. He was right he was surprising me more and more. Some of the questions that had been rolling over in my mind he did in fact answer. Through the years I have learned to listen first then ask questions later. Of course, he is right, this town is low on finding my type of friends. The drinks are having their effect. I am feeling more gurly, wanting to show him more of my lingerie. Not to mention strip him and feel that hairy body pressed against me, his beard on my face and lips on my lips. Two more drinks are set in front of us. The waiter starts to walk away. "Excuse me, I think that with this drink, I need something to soak up some alcohol. Can I get some fried bacon jalapeños and some chips and hot sauce." Bluto laughs "You are right, add some fried veggies. We are going to have an app dinner" He flashed a big smile at the waiter. My inner body twitched, first he has a beautiful smile that melts me and is that a jealous twinge oh dear. I excused myself and went to the restroom. I naturally go to the big stall. Don't want someone to see my panties at the urinal. I didn't lock the door though. Next thing I know someone is behind me. Kissing my neck, then whispers in my ear. "I know I shouldn't, but I had to come take a peek at those panties". He presses up against my ass and I feel that he is so hard and seems to be on the big side of things. I feel his hand wrap around my clitty while the stream of pee splatters into the bowel. The other hand pulls my panties out "Just as pretty as I thought". He gives my ear a nibble and walks away. I finish, wash my hands and go back to the table. As I sit down Bluto looks me in the eye "To forward? Couldn't help myself" with a smirk on those beautiful lips. I respond, "Not at all, made me feel wanted". He laughs then blows a little kiss my way as the food arrives. End of Chapter 3