1. First time with Brooke.


    Date: 11/12/2014, Categories: Fetish, Shemales, Author: ahsleymills, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    A few years back I lived on the 2nd floor of a four-flat apartment. Downstairs from me lived Brooke. She was an attractive girl, about a year older than me. We were both divorced at the time and she knew I spent most of my nights alone. She would often invite me down for dinner and vise-versa. Other times we would hand out in each other’s apartment watching TV and talking. I liked her but I didn’t feel that she was interested in me. Plus, she had a boyfriend at the time. He was the athletic type that worked in the corporate world. She really didn’t talk about him too much and since he lived downtown, it didn’t seem like they saw each other often. I liked living alone at the time. Being a crossdresser, I felt that no one was going to see me all dress up in my girly clothes. I wore panties all the time, but also liked to put on sexy stockings and short skirts. I started to build quite a wardrobe with bras, panties, skirts, camisoles, girly jeans, stockings and other lingerie items. I even had a few pairs of heels and knee-high, lace-up boots. I would often come home from work and change into something girly, sometimes slutty and other times cute with the “girl-next-door” look. This was my escape after a stressful day. One afternoon I was doing laundry, mostly work clothes, but I would always wash panties and a few outfits I may have worn. The laundry facilities were downstairs, next to Brooke’s apartment. When I first went down and was loading the washer, she must have heard ...
    me and came out for some small talk. I finished loading and told her I’d see her later. After a while I went down to get the clothes out of the dryer. Brooke came out of her apartment and said, “I think these are yours” while holding my favorite satin and lace panties. Without really thinking I reached out as she handed them to me, said thanks and grabbed my basket and headed up the stairs. My heart was throbbing. Every thought was rushing through my head. I must have dropped them when I was switching the loads. But I didn’t notice them. How does she know they are mine? Maybe they were someone else’s from the building. There is a sort of “lost and found” on top of the dryer, maybe they fell from there. “Who cares”, I thought to myself. Later that evening, I was sitting on the couch watching TV. Brooke knocked at the door. I knew it was her since no one ever uses the front door except for her. I opened up and let her walk in like I always do. I sat back on the couch and she sat on the couch next to me. She asked what was on and I said “Two and a Half Men”. I liked this show and she did too. We made small talk about each other’s work day since she is in the same business as I, we can relate. About 10 minutes go by and I cannot stop to wonder if she is going to ask about the panties. She said nothing. She got up and went in the kitchen to get some ice cream. I always had Ben and Jerry’s in the freezer so she grabbed the tub and a spoon. More time had passed as she ate the ice ...
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