A special evening is coming up, when I put on my black tights with animal print in the late afternoon and put on a knee-length black turtleneck dress. In the morning I had my fingernails painted red in a nail salon, because I want to be well-groomed and pretty, when I visit later a star restaurant accompanied by Lady Jane. It's my birthday, we are celebrating today! I notice a trembling of my hands and I am glad, that I only have to apply my foundation. For years I dreamed of, venturing into the public as a crossdresser in women's clothing. My dreams came true with Lady Jane.
Lady Jane for sure wraps herself in scarf, I think to myself, and imagine figuratively, Which of her horny evening dresses she will probably wear today. My nervousness rises on the way to the meeting point. Pretty as always, Lady Jane is already waiting for me and gives me even a present! She makes me a nice make-up around the eyes, paints my lips red and styles my blonde wig. My styling fits now too. A short time later we enter the italian star restaurant and hand over our coats at the cloakroom. Lady Jane looks very elegantly in her white blouse and black tuxedo, she wears. She wears her hair severely slicked back. Not only for me it looks like a "double" crossdressing. Even the friendly staff have to think for a moment, but the roles are distributed for this evening, about tuxedo and evening gown. So the waiter serves every course of our menu first to me. The time with Lady Jane flies by, and before I know it the dessert is served. While I rejoice at the sight of my dessert, Lady Jane pulls a small glass bottle of her handbag. From the staff unnoticed she pours several times with a pipette a golden yellow liquid over my dessert. The surprise is written in my face and Lady Jane smiles meaningfully at me. I realize, that it is her delicious champagne. I add Lady Jane's essence to the citrus tangerine sorbet and spoon it up to the last drop of my plate. My mistress is pleased and asks me, how it tastes. "It was excellent, the dessert with a little extra!"As a reward, on the way home I may drink the champagne remaining in the glass vial. The best always comes to the conclusion!
This birthday will be remembered forever. What a crossdresser dinner!
It's Friday and I'm in the dominatrix studio Penthouse in Munich.
It rings at the door. I open and in front of me is a true gentleman with a bouquet of red roses in his hand and a pack of pralines in the other.
The first thing he does, is, to handle me over with the words: "Dear Goddess, these little things are for you!“, the presents and fall on his knees right in front of me to kiss my feet.
His incisive fragrance is in the air.
After this welcome ceremony, I ask the still unknown to the bar. He takes off his hat and hangs his coat over the bar stool. We talk about his wishes and desires. I will not let go of the feeling, that I know my counterpart.
While waiting at the bar and I prepare our playroom, mentally I go through the upcoming. Again and again I digress and think, how could I know this man?. Or is he just reminding me of someone? I am at a loss. The name, he stated in our email traffic, did not say anything to me. But that does not mean anything at all. Many of my clients have a fake address, to preserve their identity.
During our game, where I put him over my knee and I spank his ass with relish, I ask him a bit. At the question, what he does professionally, he answers, that he is a teacher at high school. It's like dandruff from my eyes!
I just spank my math teacher's ass! That is really insane!!!!
However, I do not pretend to recognize me as his former student, because I'm totally sure somehow, he does not know that. Is already a few years ago… At that time I was in the 7. and a girl – Today I am a woman and I know exactly what I want!
At the latest when he reads this blog entry, he will know it well :)