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Hotel Adventure
Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Shemales, Author: mallenwc, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
A few months ago, I started a new job. The job took me around the country, often to locations far from home, where I would stay in some easily forgettable hotels, which usually, at least, were blessed with free WiFi. I would generally arrive the night before attending client meetings the next day. This gave me many opportunities to enjoy my old hobby of cross dressing. Now, I am straight, but - for as long as I can remember - have enjoyed the thrill of dressing as a woman. I have never gone out in public, and my wife has no idea, so it is a very private hobby, except that recently I have taken to appearing in chat rooms, always with my face hidden. Only very occasionally would I find a woman in these chat rooms, and they would usually work out I was a guy quite quickly. However I found I was quite turned on by the reaction of some guys who were slower on the uptake. I would happily get into the character of a lonely housewife and could lose myself in that fantasy, while some random bloke tossed himself off in the belief I was really a woman. Over a few months, I had secretly expanded my wardrobe and had eventually even got a makeup starter kit. One trip took me to some instantly forgotten town in the Midlands, where I stayed in some hotel, which was part of a faceless chain. I ate a rapid dinner and, excitedly, headed up to my room to get dressed up for an evening of playing. I fortunately checked my work email first to read that the first meeting had been cancelled and so ... I could have a lay-in, as my first meeting was now not until 11:30, the next day. This meant "extended playtime" for me. That evening, I found a few partners to play my games with, but nobody really exciting. There was one woman who took a while to work out I was really a guy, then was quite curious asking me a load of questions. I think I nearly convinced her to flash her tits for me, but the connection froze- which was deeply frustrating. By 1 am, I was feeling horny, quite daring, but unsated. I thought of the extra time I could have in bed the next day and decided to take my games to the next level and do something I had never dared to do before. I decided to take a walk along the hotel corridors en femme. I spent some time over my make-up. It wasn't very good, but it did make my face look a bit more feminine - if I squinted. It took me some time to finally pluck up the courage - I am not particularly brave and was petrified by the idea that someone might see me, but I also recognised the thrill it was giving me, the adrenalin coursing through me. I spent a full minute peering through the spy hole in the door, before opening the door a crack and peerIng out. Then I put my head out and looked both ways along the corridor. Deserted. I could feel my heart pounding. A thought suddenly entered my head: suppose I had a heart attack out there, and was found in drag. What would be said to my f****y?! I was being silly. It was the middle of the night, nobody was around. I ...