1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    go with that was a light pastel green silk blouse, and green shoes and bag that were almost the same color as the blouse. Margo also let me wear the aqua lingerie set that she had worn last Saturday. I tucked my penis back into my crotch, and slipped on the panties. &#034Always dress to the nines when you go out shopping,&#034 Margo told me as we put our clothes on. &#034You get a lot better service from the tacky shopgirls when you look better than they do!&#034 She was right. I was shifting things from the pink purse to the one Margo had just given me when I came upon something I had almost forgotten in the rigors of moving that week. It was Peter's business card. Peter and I had danced at &#034The Gilded G****&#034 last Saturday night, and I promised to call him. I tucked the card into the frame of the mirror over my dresser. I did not want to forget to call on Monday when he would be back at his desk. I wanted very much to see him again. We were ready to go out by 10:00AM, and the elevator whisked us to the street. Another womanly adventure lay ahead! We hailed a taxi, and I got in first to slide across the back seat, so Margo could get in. I glanced at the driver, and caught him trying to sneak a peek up my skirt in the rear-view mirror as I passed along the seat. I was in a good mood, so I let my legs spread, and my skirt to hike up just enough to give him a flash of my thigh above my stocking top. He took it all in. I wonder what he would have thought if he had known ...
    that a little higher above that stocking top, my penis was neatly tucked away protected by my panties. He just got a very pleased look on his face, and said, &#034Where to, ladies?!&#034 The cab weaved its way through the usual crush of midtown New York City traffic, and soon deposited us in front of &#034Macy's&#034 at Herald Square. I treated the driver to another peek up my skirt as I slid out. He grinned appreciatively. I liked being a tease! Margo led the way into the store. Macy's was its usual hubbub of activity, but soon we had shopping bags full of bras, garter-belts, blouses, skirts, stockings, dresses, jeans, shoes, make-up, and jewelry. We spent about $300.00 in all. &#034Just get your dressy things here,&#034 Margo advised. &#034We can get the everyday stuff cheaper else- where.&#034 We walked out of the store loaded, and walked up 34th Street to get some of that &#034everyday stuff&#034 to add to our load. Our last stop was a wig shop on 5th Avenue near 35th Street. Margo seemed to know the owner, and introduced me to him. &#034Bobbi, this is Ira,&#034 she said. &#034Be very nice to him. All the girls like us get wigs here.&#034 Ira was about 55 years old, smelled of old cigars, and was rude enough to give my bottom a good feel while I looked at the wigs. Margo gave me a signal that I should not protest the intimate touch, and Ira continued feeling me up all the while we were in the shop. I tried to pretend not to notice, but it really bothered me quite a bit! ...
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