New Boy In Town

I have met a charming gentleman and I'm a smitten kitten right now.

I met him on another site where I have the same photos. He likes crossdressers. He sent me a nice message a week ago and we got chatting.

Bit by bit we swapped a few messages about who we are and what we like. A message or two a day to begin with. You know how it is.

Then more, then moving it to *********. Now long, long conversations and being in contact throughout the day.

He's handsome, a little older and very much my type. And so refreshing from most guys who are all sex sex sex. We talk about books and art and music and recommend each other things and learn each other's tastes. He's respectful ("I would love to see some more of your girly photos, but only anything you feel comfortable sharing of course"), intelligent, fun, cultured, sensitive. 

I really, really like him.

"You wear lingerie so well". My knees are trembling.

I've played on my girly side. "Hey what are you doing?" cue photo looking down at my smooth legs in panties "oh just doing my body butter". Photo of my makeup box "oh my goodness any more makeup I'm going to need a bigger box". I know he loves my femininity - he's told me often - but is also too polite to turn the conversation crass, which is uber hot. 

I'm simmering.

He's flown today to America for a month for work. We're going to video chat over the next few days, and I'm trying to stop my toes curling too much until we do and I see what he's like in person. But he would really have to work hard to turn me off now.

He's just outside my city. Not perfect but well within practical. An hour's drive maybe, or the same on the train.

Glad I closed the other door bang on time for this one to open.