Wow! A small new experience
I know this isn't much compared to many of you in everyday life here, but it was interesting and exciting for me. I drove my wife downtown yesterday, for driving her she suggested I dress and drive around, almost like a win win situation. She got a ride and I got to dress, but I would have drove her either way. I knew she was going to be a few hours so I was near a crossdressing store I usally go buy cover up, the excuse of the cover up I get the real thrill of the twenty steps from the parking lot to the store.
I called the store and she welcomed me at the front, I guess the virus was also killing her business because it was quit there. I had a little more time today and it looked like she was bored because she was talking alittle more and just more calm.
I was browsing the store and she asked me if I wanted a coffee, I looked at my watch and knew my wife with her legal momboo gumbo it was going to be a while before she needed to be picked up. Strangly I said sure, she has a kitchenette there but instead she went behind her counter and grabbed her sweater and started walking to the door and said "let's go".
I told her that she asked me if I wanted a coffee not to go for a coffee and I laughed and gave her a "I DONT THINK SO". She said the coffee shop is literally one block away, it's wasn't a popular name shop and there are only locals that go there and she's been in that location for over thirty years and knows almost everyone. Her store is in a high Gay community but I wasn't getting convinced and told her that I don't by any means pass as a women at all. Again pushing me a little she said she didn't ask if I pass or not but asked me to go for a coffee and that I look presentable. She then convinced me by telling me that she would never do anything to embarrass me and she would never put me in harms way and she held out her hand. I don't know why but I grabbed her hand and I had no clue of the road I was about to walk on. We started walking down the street, I was so worried I was going to have a panic attack like I did a few weeks ago with my sister in laws and start shaking. Instead I walked holding her hand and there weren't to many people on the road, I didn't realize how hard it was to actually walk on the sidewalk. My ankles started hurting and I dragged my shoes a few times and hit the edge of the sidewalk a few times and I was very surprised I didn't put a hole in the toe of my pantyhose.
The coffee shop was as she said one block away, I was actually disappointed how close it was because I was actually enjoying it. When we walked in the coffee shop it was small with a couple of tables and couches and I was introduced to the owner and he asked me my name. I told him my name and it felt so amazing when he asked me "What can I get you Maria". I told him what I wanted and he asked us to have a seat while he prepared our coffee. There was only one person in there but his head was locked into his laptop, I was wearing a mask but we removed them when we sat down. We sat down on a couch and it was all so surreal, I tried to sit like a women, legs tight together or crossed. We were making some small talk and she kept asking if I was OK. The owner then came over with the coffees and I guess it was slow there to because he sat down with us and next to me. He was asking me if I picked my name because of my family heritage and confirmed with me if his guess of me looking Italian was right because it's a popular Europen name. I confirmed he was right but he was distracting me because he was touching my leg while he was talking. Because I was sitting on a couch my dress did ride up a little, when he first touch my leg it sent a tingle up my spine. I felt the smoothness of my pantyhose and legs threw his hand and I didn't know how to react. I started paying more attention and I guess because I wasn't doing anything he started taking longer glides. I was in unfamiliar territory at this point, I didn't know if I was supposed to smack his hand or just let him do it, he just seemed like one of those people who talk with his hands and poke all the time. Just like last week I went to a friends house who said he was very strict with the Covid but he kept poking me and putting his arm around me, I guess we forget at times.
I'm not going to lie in my confussed state I was enjoying the attention. A customer came in and he got up , it was amazing that nobody had a shocked look when they seen me. Only a few people came in and they looked at me unshocked and said "good morning" to us. I drank my coffee my wife called and I said my goodbyes and had a hurting feet walk back to my car. At my car I thanked her for the coffee and the great experience, she had some advice for me. She told me to practice walking in heels, if I don't want to tuck a least wear girdle undies, and practice sitting and crossing my legs unless I like to showing off those pretty pink panties. I guess being nervous I may have slipped up or been sitting like a man. I told her I wasn't planning on doing something like this again anytime soon and I don't know how I even agreeded to go. She said I must of wanted to do it because she really didn't have to do much convincing. We both laughed and I thanked her for the confidence. It just felt so weird being dressed and talking and socializing, I really didn't know how to act so I just acted like myself.
I picked up my wife and she was surprised I went for coffee because that wasn't something I would do with my personality. Her only worry is that our kids are going to find out on the streets and always told me if I want to take if further that we should consider how far and what step to take with the children.
It wasn't much but I believe it was a small step. Sorry it was long but I really wanted to explain all the little points I found interesting. Thanks I had to share.
