“Come in,” offered the barefoot Lana. “Thank you, ma’am,” Corbin responded with gratitude. “I just need to slip on my shoes and I’ll be ...eady.” “It’s cool. The bruhs flaked out. When I said it was Dutch treat, they s**ttered like roaches.” “Oh wow,” the five-foot-eleven inch male-to-female transsexual shook her head. “Well, we can still go.” “Yeah! That’s what I thought. But, then I thought we could just have a quick drink at your spot.” “That’ll work,” she mused. “What do you have?” Corbin. He pushed himself to her so that his slim body was grinding into her feminine curves through her heavy overcoat. With her cuffed hands she could clearly feel the hardness of his cock straining beneath the material. So this was it, she thought, her heart racing. She was to be fucked, handcuffed and blindfolded by this stranger in an alley like a common whore at the bidding of her master. He ground his cock against her hands which she curled into fists. It was so wrong, so humiliating, and yet. After a min the door was opened and to my shock it was our our 50+ hod and he was looking at me and asked what… I showed my fingers that I wanna pee and let myself inside the wc …. He couldn’t talk anything back and was staring at me…. As there was four closets so I tried opening all and I found that someone was inside the second one so I went inside the third one….As we had openings under each closet space I tried to look into it and I was not able see anything else but a pair of legs of a guy. We introduced ourselves and became good friends within in 2 hours over a coffee. We exchanged our numbers.At that time I was engaged, but my marriage date was not fixed. Saira was working as a nurse there in a reputed hospital. We talked almost all stuffs on the earth. Slowly our talks got into sex.I told about my previous 10 experiences to her. She was shocked to hear that I had these much experiences before marriage. For her, she just masturbated/ fingered her pussy to surge her sexual.