Ladies who Lunch - At the Gloryhole

Sarah was looking into her mirror again. She was in a black shirtwaist dress, showing off her legs and her chest, but no cleavage, she never showed any, even though the V-neck was cut quite low. Sarah always wore her wife's old work clothes, when she was working at a bank. She always looked professional, always ready for a meeting. She was quite thin and had a nice figure, everyone assumed she was a woman already, she had that gleam in her eye that every crossdresser dreamed of. Her natural grey hair was blown back showing off her gold, thick and heavy earrings, matching her many bracelets. She was always jingling, we always knew she was in the vicinity. She was carrying a sexy leopard clutch and matching pumps. I could tell she was ready to show off, she was just acting shy. I knew she had a wild side bottled up inside of her, I wanted her to let that wild side out. I wanted to be the one that helped her do it.

"What happens if someone sees us walking in?" Sarah was still worried, the conversation was too nerve-wracking for her. Brenda had to scold her to stop her from biting her long beige nails.

"Well if they see our asses in our new outfits, the place will get mighty crowded... quick." I giggled but they didn't. "Who is going to see us that we know, let's not worry about things we shouldn't be worried about. Let's just have fun." And I was so ready to have fun, I was wearing the shortest light blue dress with white polka dots. It was hiding my Maidenform bra and tiny white bikini panties. I was nice and thin with a corset and nice and round with hip pads, I was quite curvy for a 'woman' in her fifties, I went to the gym three times a week. I loved showing off my legs, encased in sheer nude pantyhose, they were visible from the top of my thighs down. I had on five-inch black sandals with a sexy ankle strap and showcased my red toenails matching my red fingernails. My blonde hair was long, it was a wig and it was expensive and straight, it went straight down to below my double Ds.