1. A Welcome Predator


    Date: 9/18/2016, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: GirlyWorld, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    end of the meal. “Delicious,” I answered, “Absolutely great.” “I’m happy to hear,” he continued, “Good food always makes for a great evening ahead.” I’d not heard the expression before, mainly because it was something Jim had made up on the spur of the moment. I helped him rinse the dishes and put them in the dishwasher, before retiring to the living room. I sat there on the couch waiting for him for a few minutes when he appeared with a couple of glasses of brandy, and a fresh 20-pack pack of cigarettes. “There you go,” he said, “We can’t have you running out of smokes.” He fiddled around with the TV and remote controls before sitting down next to me. It was only a matter of seconds before I realized what he had put on the show. I sat there silently for a few minutes, watching transvestites in miniskirts engage in sexual activity with men and other transvestites. There was no real story line, other than guys fondling TV’s, TV’s fondling guys, and TV’s fondling each other. They were sucking each other off, and at one point, shafting each other in the ass. Just as earlier, I was feeling quite embarrassed and horny at the same time especially when Jim slid his hand between my thighs and started caressing my balls through my jeans. He was so nonchalant about his behavior, as though it was all par for the course on a Friday night. He seemed quite in his element watching porn and rubbing his hands between a guy’s legs. “Are you okay?” he asked. The truth was; he made me feel ...
    okay. I could have stopped him at any time, but I didn’t want to because he wasn’t bothering me at all. He was entertaining me in a way that I never knew I could be entertained. “I’m doing great,” I said nervously. “Why don’t you stay here tonight?” Jim asked, “Unless you have something important to do tomorrow?” “Uh, no,” I replied, realizing I had a Spanish test, but it was less important than spending time with Jim. “Good, then you should get ready for bed,” he declared, switching off the TV, “The shower room is first on the left upstairs. I’ll get you a towel.” --- I went upstairs and found the shower room. They’d obviously spared no expense. It was one of those with multiple shower heads that project water from every angle, and there was even a thermostat on the main tap. I languished in the warm spray, my cock still lively from the attention, but mostly I loved the soft warm water pouring over my body. I looked at the available soaps and quickly realized I was probably in his wife’s bathroom. There was no cedar or sandalwood, only lavender, lily and primrose. I heard the door open, and I could see Jim’s outline through the frosted glass panel. I figured he was there to give me a towel. “There you go,” he called out, “I hope that’s all okay for you.” I thanked him and finished showering before stepping out to see something that I hadn’t expected. There was not only a large fluffy yellow towel but also a beautiful yellow silk negligee and matching silky yellow panties. My ...
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