I did. About a week later. I called him from work and we agreed to me after work at his condo downtown Sarasota. He said his wife never goes there. I ...et him out front and we walked in together ( me with my bag of sissy things) We got inside and I asked if I could change. He showed me the rest room and when I returned I was all dolled up. Panties, bra, stockings, make up. I felt hot. I walked to him and he kissed me. ( was not that much into kissing men but if it got me what I needed.) He took. As we walk through the doors of the hotel, you’d be so close behind me, I'd feel you rock hard against my arse. I’d push back ever so slightly, making you breathe heavily…E: Taking your hand I'd lead you into the bar. It would be empty so I'd stand and order two glasses of champagne; you'd perch on a stool, your skirt riding up as you did, giving me another glimpse of the soft, delicate flesh of your thighs. My mouth would water at the sight and I'd be forced to ask the barman if he could send. A big one!"He burst out laughing. "Ninny? You called me a ninny? Where do you come off calling me a ninny, you little twit?"Now she was laughing. "I am not a twit! There's nothing twitty about me. What is a twit, anyway?" I'm not really sure. It just came to me out of the blue. I think it's something like a silly or a foolish person. Of course you're neither, so I apologize."Willie got control and returned the apology. "Well I'm sorry I called you a ninny. I guess I don't know what that is. I could already feel my orgasm coming. I didn’t think it would take me long. He suddenly removed his thumb and took a long time to work his tongue from my opening to my clit. I could feel it begin to roll, I was right on the edge of the orgasm. My hand was around the back of Ted’s head practically forcing him closer, my thighs drawing together, then he stopped all of it. “No, don’t stop,” I gasped. My clit was on fire. I couldn’t believe he’d brought me to the brink and left me hanging. He was.