My heels clicked on the wooden floors, and I knew he could hear every step. My breathing quickened as I reached towards the door, twitsting the knob a...d silently swinging the door open. He was stood at the window, looking out. His jeans hung low on his hips, the black fleece he was wearing clinging to his lean muscles. He turned to me, his pitch black wavy hair hanging at his shoulder, pushed back as though he'd been running his hands through it. A small grin was hidden behind the corner of his. “Do you Uncle Jeff?”After all the times I had jacked off thinking about her in that uniform ... here she was ... standing right before me ... my fantasy come true.“I love it Emma.” I spoke as if in a trance as I looked down at that short kilt falling high on her beautiful thighs. Her white knee socks stood out in sharp contrast to her tanned legs. The crisp white shirt and little school tie completed the whole ensemble and I found myself almost trembling with lust as my favorite schoolgirl. A couple of waiters came over, one that Shilla knew and the other had just joined the restaurant. Their smiles were wide and open and again Shilla and I were greeted like royalty. Shilla ordered drinks and then ordered a meal which contained a mixture of Kebabs. I opted for the same. “ What’s in those drinks I asked Shilla? They are so strong.” “ Oh they don’t use measures here and it’s their own local brew.” After I had drunk half of my drink I. I had on a short black Lycra skirt overgarters and sheer black seemed stockings and panties. My top was acotton button up mans looking dress shirt, tucked in and buttoned lowto show off my sheer black bra and false cleavage created by the fakebreasts I had procured through an online transgender shopping site. Ihad on a long wig similar in style and color to her own hair, heavyblue eye shadow and deep red lipstick. I was dressed to be a slut tothe nine's! She grabbed my cock, which by now was.