Night out enfemme

Well it was definitely a night to remember. Lacy spent a couple of hours getting ready and looking up places to go in Atlanta, GA. Tan skirt suit, purple blouse, wig, lipstick, jewelery, and a nice pair of light brown 5 inch high heels. Purse, ID, and sissy wallet Lacy strode down the hallway of the hotel and to her rental car. It felt great, light breeze blowing, and the feeling of air against my hosiery and the feel of the heels. Driving to the location of Blake's in downtown Atlanta and driving by a few times to get the lay of the land. Finding a parking place around the block, parallel parking, and then swinging the door open to swing my legs out together and getting out in a lady like fashion. Walking about a block in my heels, and doing it the lady like way. Just outside the door a couple of the queens performing that night greeted me. I talked with them briefly and told this was my first time out fully dressed and they said great. They pointed me toward the entrance around the corner and I began my walk past the other bars in the area.

The staff at the door gave me a warm welcome and didn't even laugh, obviously I was at the right place. Still a little nervous I followed several people down the stairs to the drag show area. Here I am in my mid fifties, out dressed at a nightclub/gay bar surrounded by twenty and thirty somethings gay guys, some straight couples, and several drag queens performing. I found a corner to watch the show from and stood there taking it all in. My nerves were settling and I was getting into the show. Standing there looking at all the action I noticed one of the performers come out and take a seat near me. She was beautiful and confident sitting there and waiting to perform. I couldn't help but look back a few times to check her out. A minute late she got up and approached me to introduce herself. She told me her name was Nicole and asked me for my name. Telling her I go by Lacy we continued to talk. I told how beautiful I thought she was and that I was out dressed for my first time ever to a club. Nicole told me she had been doing drag for 16 years and that I should just go with it and have a good time. She definitely made me feel comfortable. Nicole introduced me to her boyfriend Jeffery and then she went on for her performance. She was great and I really enjoyed her show. A little bit later Nicole came back and cooled off a bit. I asked if I could have my picture taken with her and she graciously allowed me to pose with her for this. Little did I know that she had been one of the contestants on Ru Paul's Drag Race. No wonder she was so hot looking. Nicole encouraged me to come back again.

After the show I walked in my skirt and heels, with my purse in hand back to my car and began the drive back to the hotel. Oh dear, now I had to go to the drugstore to get nail polish remover so I could go back to guy mode in the morning and to work. Walking in the clerk gave me a look but didn't do anything except help me check out. Back at the hotel I walked in and down the hallway to my room. Normally I would have been so nervous to be seen in female dress. Now I didn't care and was loving it. Going in I couldn't help myself, I had to relieve the sexual tension that had built up in the last few hours. I checked to see if my Mistress Christine was online but alas it was way too late, 3 AM. I was so aroused, my pad was soaked with sissy drops, and I couldn't take it anymore. Positioning a chair in front of a mirror I hiked my skirt up, raised my hose clad legs with those 5 inch heels on my feet and stroked myself long and teasingly. All I could think about was the sissy in the mirror, the queens in the show, Nicole's hot body and show, and Mistress Christine smiling at me being out all dressed up at Blake's. Orgasm overtook me and I was in heaven. Now if only Mistress Christine would understand me cumming without her permission and in her presence.