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My first Shemale

Twenty minutes or so later I heard the unmistakable click, click sound of stiletto heels on marble floor. I looked up from my book to see this dish stop and search about for a seat. A quick glance and I guessed she was almost as tall as me without heels. She took a seat next to me, crossed her tempting legs and fussed in her handbag for something or other. I had my first whiff of an intoxicating perfume. The little head between my legs began to stir again even as I did my best to concentrate on my book. A waste of time. All I could do was think about who who sat beside me.

Just as I debated whether to remove myself from this temptation the PA system announced our flight was delayed for twenty minutes. A good conversational opener. The auburn beauty turned to me and said, “Of course–when you want to get home.” Her voice was feminine but had a lower pitch than most females. “Yeah,” I replied. “Isn’t that the way?” Nothing else to say I returned to my book and she to her handbag.

Half an hour later someone came back on the PA and announced “we’re sorry for the inconvenience” but that the flight was delayed another two hours. A noticeable groan rose from the passengers. Two hours! I couldn’t possibly sit this close to her without wanting to touch her. Best I go back for another drink. I rose and made my exit.

As I nibbled on the peanuts and nursed my second Captain Morgan who should but the object of my lust and curiosity. She scanned the room and her eyes settled on me. To my joy she approached. “Hi,” she said and drew back pouty lips to give me an engaging smile that would excite any toothpaste company. “Do you want to be alone or would you like some company?”

“Happy to have the company,” I said. (If she only knew) and gestured to the empty stol across from me. As I did I told myself to . smile back at her. She put her suitcase next to the high backed chair and clambered up in the most provocative way that quickly raised my blood pressure. Introductions were made after the waiter took her order. Jamie told me about herself, that she was a saleswoman for a national jeweler. “Is the work good?” I asked.

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