Tracy introduced Michele to a few trusted friends online, other transvestite and crossdressers, and soon Michele was a regular at their secret transve...tite meet-ups. Michele liked it when there where multiple partners; transvestite orgies became a regular event on her calendar.This small group of closet transvestites who met on a regular basis called themselves the Tea Ladies, an aberration of T-Ladies. It was their little joke.Of course Michele often had feelings of regret and remorse for. A long one.’ Mina then broke away from the grasp of the man. She’d arranged for her entree. For now, the appetizer. She walked, clearly in no hurry, wandering towards the bathrooms. She took the extra few steps necessary to pass the ladies room, and turned towards the mens. A quick survey revealed the room as empty and thankfully clean, with the first stall door closed. Good boy thought Mina as she pushed on the stall door, only to find it locked. ‘Oh fuck!’ came the voice of the bumbling but. She was absolutely gorgeous but didn’t have any breasts, nice long natural hair, great small yet bubble ass, nice lips, nice legs. Finally I said fuck it and sent her a text, she responded and I set up to meet her at her apartment. I was working that day and decided I’d take my hour lunch to meet her. I arrived, sat outside in my car smoked a cigarette and couldn’t believe I was about to go through with this. Finally I got the courage up and texted her that I was out front. She came down and. We get up from the table to make our way out. I’m wobbly in my heels. I savour the weight of the rosebud. We pass the couple at their table and the wish us a good night as we walk past. We assure that that we will.We make our way out into the night and across the darkened parking lot back towards the car. Once we’ve reached the car, I can’t take it anymore. I need cock. I push hubby against the car and crouch down, fumbling with his belt, button & zipper. I succeed and hold his throbbing cock.