All dressed and raring to.....

Having only been out in drag once before I was going out on my own. Davie Street in Vancouver is probably the most gay friendly place in Canada.After only one occasion dressed with my dear friend Rebecca ( read my blog ) I decided to try it on my own, and I was confident to be seen and enjoy myself. I found a bar that I knew to be gay owned and operated and sat at the bar and ordered a vodka martini to start. Before my drink was made I had the eye of a man at the other end of the bar. He just drank his drink and eyeballed me from head to toe. My heels were dancing to the thought of a pick up. I lit a cigarette and took the first sip of my cocktail. Licking my lips seductively as I swallowed the drink I could see that I was turning him on. He talked with the bartender and the barman came over to me and asked if the man could buy me a drink and if so would I join him at a table. I winked at the man , accepted his offer and strolled over to the table he had indicated. He shook my hand and introduced himself as Brad. I told him my name was Teri and we sat opposite each other.Brads eyes never left mine as he spoke and told me why he was in town and where he was from. I kept thinking that maybe he didn't know that I was a guy dressed up to be a sassy looking woman. He reached over and took my hand and assured me he knew what he was getting into. I was lady like and thought that I was hoping he would say that. I smiled and thanked him for what I was taking as a compliment. He suggested dinner and decided on a nice bistro which happened to be in his hotel. Dinner went well and we had quite an attraction for each other. Brad was 6 feet and although in his fifties quite nicely built. Clean shaven and very well spoken. He was divorced and on the road a lot. When we finished dinner I asked him up to his room. He smiled , grabbed my hand and up we went. He smothered me in kisses and fondled my ass as I did his till we arrived at the 21st floor. I felt his hardness and was amazed at what I felt through his pants.Had I bitten off too much? He must of had 10 inches hidden in there. We embraced again in his sweet and shared deep kisses. I don't think I have ever kissed anyone so passionately before. I was horny as hell but I think Brad was more so. He gently removed my blouse and started on the zipper on my skirt as I undid his belt and freed his cock. My god was it long. Not thick but just right. The kind of cock every girl dreams of, and I was no exception. Brads pants fell to the floor along with my black leather skirt and blouse as I unbuttoned his shirt. All the while kissing feverishly. Wearing only my bra, crochless hose and my heels we staggered to the bed. Brad held me close as our hard ons pressed against each others. We caressed each others bodies and nibbled on ears and every where else. I reached down for his cock and brought it up to my mouth, licking and kissing its full length. Brad was fingering my pussy and moaning. I reached for my purse and took out my pack of KY and asked him to lube me. I then asked him to put a condom on. He agreed and before I knew it he was on top of me on all fours. I was a bit afraid of his length but wanted to experience it all. It wasn't long before Brad had entered me all the way and I thought I was about to lose my mind with pleasure. He was gentle yet strong in his thrusts and I was dripping cum from my cock all over the sheets. We lasted what seemed like an hour but it was only 20 minutes. ONLY..lol.
I stayed in his arms all night and we replayed the evening all over again before he had to leave town. We talk frequently and we will have more good times on his next visit. Size....?? yes, it does matter. Being a great kisser is always a plus as well.Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...Teri