Success in Dress!
	I share with you a wondrous evening that occurred in Montreal, Canada while on one of my crossdressed "vacations". At times when I could afford to take the time off - I would spend upwards of a week dressed completely as a woman there, staying in a nice hotel downtown. Sometimes during the day I would venture out as Cari as well - but most of my dressing was resrticted to night time when it was more appropriate - such as visiting the sensual nightclubs that I liked to visit in Montreal. On my second night there I was sitting at a "mixed" bar on St. Laurent Street. I was dressed quite provocatively as I most often enjoy. An older gentleman sat right next to me - seeing me and smiling. I knew immediately that "he liked me" and I sat and enjoyed his company immediately, as he commented on my very sensual dress and appearance. Sometimes as a "girl" I just need to be obvious and clear. I was dressed "scandalously" in my favorite tight black - mini - cocktail dress. The dress showed lots of skin including my bulging breasts, nude shoulders and almost all of my black stockinged legs. (See photo below) My longish blonde hair was set off by my perfectly lined and bright red lipstick. My eye shadow and my make up were truly done in an evening "high fasion" sense. My gold earrings were long and sexy, and I wore a gold chain around my neck and a gold bracelet on one wrist. I felt that in five inch sandalled high heels, I was a "girl" who was looking to get lucky! Everything about me from my sensual French perfume to my long eye lashes spoke volumes about my feelings about myself! I was sexy and I longed to feel even sexier, especially in the company of a good looking - though older guy!
	"Patrice" was a very warm and distinguished man. He had a sense of confidence and we talked about numerous things including his second home - that he was headed to in a few weeks in Florida. He was retired (early)! and Patrice bought me a couple of drinks. I was happy to be in his company and I was already "allowing" him to caress me and to touch me - he loved my stockings - and I responded with subtle responses in touch with my fingers - to his arm and his thigh and once I gently touched his crotch! Patrice smiled broadly and we both knew that the night was young - but it would have a very happy ending! We were "in sync" and the night would be just as I had hoped it would! I was the one who eventually became the forward one. This is the time I most enjoy with a man. It isn't "if" it is WHEN. It isn't will we - but how! I love feeling feline and close to a man as a woman. It would only get better! Feeling a bit tipsy after several drinks - I wanted more. Patrice held me close as we walked arm and arm out of the bar and the two long blocks to my hotel. In the elevator we kissed and it was wondrous. He was tender and very loving. His mouth was so warm and sensual. I couldn't wait to get to the room! His touches and kisses had already made me one horny "little girl!" In the room he helped my off with my jacket and I helped myself to his zipper! At the bottom of the bed I was on my knees and pulling out his ample, large cock. It was not yet hard but I would see to that! I looked up at him and kissed his cock while licking it all over! I took it in to my mouth gently enjoying the taste and the reaction (moaning) I was already getting from Patrice. I was getting as hard as Patrice as the feeling of his pusing cock in my mouth was quite a turn on for me! It wouldn't be long before I was sheathing it in latex and pulling Patrice atop me on the bed! I practically tore my panties off and pulled him onto the bed atop me. I spread my legs and allowed him entry into my ass with my high heels pointing to the ceiling! Patrice was quite skilled and as he began to fuck me I swooned. He was a terrific lover, tender, gentle, and firm. As he began to fuck me harder I pulled him closer kissing him on the lips. Patrice responded with a French kiss that took my breath away and as he fucked my bottom and sucked my tongue - I found myself in heaven. each stroke of his hard cock into my ass just drove me crazier and crazier. His balls were now pounding my ass and his pelvis was spanking my willing, now very needy bottom. I knew I was near and I squeeled to him - "Oh Patrice! You are the best! I'm going to cum. You are a stud. I'm cumming!!!" My high heels were wrapped aound his lower back guiding his thrusts. In but a few more strokes I did cum like a crazy woman! My cum squirted repeatedly between our bodies and as I shouted out in glory - Patrice began to cum too. His gutteral grunts and groans were the perfect music sound to my ears. My spasming sphinkter had put him over the edge too! We dated for the rest of the week and made love numerous times! I was the hostess at a party at his house. But that is another wondrous story that I hope to share some day!
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