A little over two years ago while surfing the web one weekend evening, I found Cari’s website and I was soon literally and figuratively - “up” all night. I poured through her photos and her stories and I was stunned by how hot she was and how unbelievable it was that a “guy” could be so beautiful and so feminine and just so plain sexy. Here were photos of this transvestite who looked more like a female model than anything male. “She” could pass anywhere and fool anyone I thought. It was even better she liked men too - her erotic stories of love encounters with men made me wish it was I who was with her and not “them.”
I’ll be painfully honest and admit I forget how many times I got myself off that night while I was glued to viewing her stories and photos. I love transvestites and “Cari” seemed beyond belief to me. I wrote Cari a quite personal but tasteful e-mail just to thank her for the many pleasures she gave me that night – (and many a night since!)
Cari knew from our discussions - how badly I hoped and wanted to meet her in person. I don’t know what brought it on but when Cari told me she was headed to Montreal, Canada, for a week in August and I was welcome to meet her there for drinks and or dinner, my dream had come true! But now on short notice I had to arrange a flight and hotel. Cari even helped and suggested a very nice hotel that I could stay in that was not too far from her hotel. Now I was so excited and even though it is almost 2000 miles (I’m from Wisconsin), I would not let this opportunity pass!
I got there a day early and got a chance to walk the city’s downtown areas. “Old Montreal” is also not far away and was like being in an old foreign movie. The cobblestone streets and narrow streets are so elegantly European. Cari was so melted into my mind that I envisioned myself together with her in every sidewalk café I passed in that area of Montreal. I am not sure why but I always had an interest in transvestites and had a couple of flings with a couple of transvestite “gals” in Chicago when I was younger. Still I almost couldn’t believe that I had traveled so far just with an offer to meet “her” for drinks and dinner less any promises at all!
Cari understood how important this trip was to me and even offered to buy the drinks in our last e-mail! Now I was calling her on her cell phone to confirm our meeting at Eight O’clock this evening. In spite of my feeling that I am good enough looking and confident, her voice and enthusiastic words helped erase my insecurity and doubts. She seemed genuinely pleased to know we would be meeting. We would meet at a bar called Che Mado on St. Catherine’s Street in the Gay “village” area. I was there well before Eight dressed in my tan summer suit coat and in a brown dress shirt. I fretted some almost praying she’d show while sitting there over my beer at the bar - until she so stunningly walked through that door!
The bar was quiet but every man and woman looked up when she walked in. Her long blonde hair and her purple strapless dress were so sexy and even regal. She looked like a runway model in that dress and her striking red high heels made her look so slim, feminine and perfect. She walked so femininely and effortlessly like she was floating on a carpet. Cari was more beautiful than any photo I’ve ever seen of her.
I was even more thrilled when she recognized me and waived to me right away. She gave me a big, genuine hug and her cute, sexy, smile had already made our meeting worthwhile. I ordered her a drink and she graciously tried to insist that she get it for me! I can easily afford to take a beautiful woman out and spoil her and there would be none of that! I know Cari and transvestites love it when they are taken care of. I wanted to treat her like the fantastic and sexy woman that she truly was. Cari looked like the sexiest woman I had ever laid eyes on! Her perfume was so incredible and as she sat next to me I was practically speechless. I was already hard inside my pants yet she seemed even more untouchable looking so unbelievably perfect!
