A Secret Fetish Chapter 1

He undid his belt and dropped his pants for me.

It seemed bizarre, and very erotic, to me. Steve wore fancy red lace panties. There was a bulge in the panties; he was as excited as I.

Then I remembered something he'd said about dressing as a woman.

"Steve, are you wearing a bra now?"

"Yeah, " replied.

"Let me see the bra!" I was getting impatient and aroused. "Do it!"

He unbuttoned his shirt slowly, revealing a black French-cut lace bra, as erotic as bras ever get.

"What the hell is filling the bra?" I asked. "You don't have breasts, do you?" He laughed and answered, "No I don't have breasts! All I did was stuff newspapers into the cups."

"Steve, can I put lipstick on you?"

"What the fuck is that for, Miss Longwood?"

"Can you remember to call me Pat?"

"Yeah, Pat. What's the bit with lipstick?"

"I think you will look really nice if you use lipstick, in addition to the panties. That would be a problem at school, but here, in my place, you can dress and use makeup any way that turns you on. Let me put lipstick on you."

I didn't tell him that I wanted to kiss his mouth, stick my tongue into it, then undress him.

That would come later. I was hot to seduce him, more than I've ever felt for another man, or even a woman.

"OK, he said, "but I still don't know why you want to do that."

I rummaged in my purse, pulled out lipstick, and proceeded to make him look very feminine.

Then I kissed him/her on the mouth. That surprised me as much as it did him, but I'd lost control of the situation and was following my instincts.

In my mind, he was a combination of a woman and a man, and he turned me on.

His cock was quite obvious because of a bulge in the panties. He had a big cock, for sure.

I almost asked him to slowly remove the panties for me, performing a private "strip show." But it was far too soon for that.