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How Easy It Is.

Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: thatfemininUrge, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

favorite black t-shirt that reveal that I had a bra on, but also allowed for proper jiggle and nipple protrusion. I freshened up my make-up. I plumped my lips with cinnamon oil. I hydrated them. My lips plumped and puckered into a very girly pout. I lined them then streaked a soft pale pink of lip gloss on them. I brushed and fluffed up my blonde wig/hair. I put my black boots on and tucked my pants into them. The question was where to go. Uhg. I stopped at a local dreary dopy dive bar. I walked as if to use the bathroom. The patrons there were all dopy and made me cringe. I left. I then drove to another pub. I was afraid to go in because it was a club. Realizing it was a club, I could not go in. I will not say what club it was. I will just say that it was a club and that you needed a membership. It was the _- _ - _ - _ - _ club. What to do. I stood outside my car, and acted as if I was talking on my self-phone. While I stood there a few bikers went by and waved. I felt good. Having lost hope to fulfill my feminine desires, I was just about to get in my car and drove home. As I opened the door to my car, a man in a black Ford pick-up pulled right beside me. He was no further that five feet away from me looking down at me from his trucks opened door window. I swallowed with nervousness. I was scared, unsure, and wondered at how I looked. “Hey,” he said in a gruff voice. “Want to go in the club and have a drink?” OMG is what came to mind. What should I do ? I gulped. How do I ... answer ? How will my voice sound ? “Well. What do you say?” To me it seemed like a million seconds ticked by from his first question to now. “I don’t know,” squeaked. “What?” “Ugh. I. . . I . . . I’m not sure.” “Not sure. Want to have drink?” “Uhm yea, but uhm not sure I am dressed right. I mean I am..well how I am dressed.” “How you’re dressed,” he grinned as I looked up to see his smirk through his beard? “You look good to me in that shirt and jean, trust me.” Wow what a compliment, and just when I was about to lose my nerve. “I don’t know. I mean I should be going, uhm.” “What’s your name?” “Amanda, or Mandy.” “Com’on Amanda have drink.” “I should really go.” “Well. It is good to see you. Be even better to see you again.” His words scrambled through my mind – “well it’s good to see you and be even better to see you again.” What he said, how he said it, I realized that he saw me as a woman. I looked up at him and realized that he was undressing me with his eyes. I could feel him, his eyes scan up and down at my created feminine curves. I took a deep breath feeling my large bosom rise and fall with every nervous breath that I took. “What do you say, hon. Come on one drink.” “I am not a member.” “I am.” He then parked his truck. He hopped out and I watched as he walked over to me. He was dressed in jeans, a t-shirt with the sleeves torn off. I could hear every step ricochet in my mind as I contemplated getting in my car and leave or have a drink. I looked up at him as he stood ...