Dean and the Tgirl

He checked his tight polo shirt and jeans one final time and headed down the elevator to the lounge. He couldn't wait to see what the sexy TG was wearing.

Kelly was sitting sexily on the stool when Dean spotted her. She wasn't at the bar -- she didn't wanna give off the impression that she was a hooker or someone there just looking to pick someone up -- but there were tall bar stools throughout the lounge at every tall table.

Dean saw her sexy, tan legs and heels and short skirt and immediately his cock jumped. Perhaps Kelly was dressing to please him -- if she was, he was certainly pleased.

He leaned down and gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug and then ordered a couple drinks. The conversation flowed easily as they talked about their work and what they had been doing since Dean was in PA in early August.

Occasionally during the conversation, Dean's cock would jump at something Kelly would say. Occasionally she'd place her hand over his of he would do the same. They were getting a long well. Dean didn't want to interrupt the nice conversation by asking Kelly to dinner but he thought it best.

"Are you interested in getting a bite to eat, Kelly? There's a restaurant right here or we could order from the bar or we could go someplace else. Your choice? Are you hungry?"

Kelly had dressed with care for this rendezvous because she cared what Dean thought about her. She had grown up with teasing and torture, so kindness and gentleness needed very careful rewards.

After buying her Raiders T shirt, she'd stopped at her favorite store at the mall -Rave - and looked through the crammed racks. The clerks knew her as a her - as did mostly everyone in the town her family had moved to only recently. Her arms full of skirts and tops, she walked to the counter to ask for a dressing room.

"Right this way, Miss, how many garments do you have there? Eight? Fine...."

Kelly tried on and tossed away two skirts before zipping into a third. This one was a stretchy lycra skirt, very snug, and fitted her butt like a glove. It was short, too, and it showed off her great legs. She planned to wear her highest heels for Dean because she was a teense, and she thought he was over 6 foot tall.