I had quickly applied my new lipstick, bought especially to impress him, and rushed to the storeroom. I hadn’t anticipated that he would’ve kept m... waiting so long. I knelt, my knee’s going numb from the cold, hard, floor. My world in darkness from the blindfold, I could hear everything so much more clearly. Colleague’s voices seemed desperately close and I was terrified that someone other than my mystery man would walk through the door and discover me. When I finally heard the door open, my. So I thought I will try my luck. I wrote 2 stories and both were published. Luck favored me. One girl contacted me on my email.We introduced ourselves and discussed a few things. She never revealed her identity. But I did, because, I didn’t have an option.She named me as L-BOARD. I like it. A few days passed and we were chatting on general topics. But she suddenly stopped texting with me. God, what the hell was that? I wondered why, but had no way to find out.A few months passed. One fine day,. His eyes were still closed, but deliberately. He was pretending tostill be sleeping but he was smiling as I slid slowly down his pole. Hewas filling me up. The way it should be.Our pubic hairs meshed. This is what being a woman is all about. I ammade for him. As a man, he has been designed to penetrate somebody likeme. Somebody with a vagina.He opened his eyes, and said, "Good morning, Baby."I put a finger across his lips, but I gave him one of my special looks.Sort of, slight turn of. He always fantasised about being used and abused by a real older man, someone that would use him as the sissy he was. He'd had lots of offers online but never had the courage to actually arrange a meet. James LOVED to secretly dress in women's underwear, he would wear his girlfriends panties almost everyday under his work trousers , he loved the thrill of knowing he was wearing them while in a room full of people , sometimes he would pull the waist band up higher than his trousers, it excited.