Cabin CD Pt. 02

CD cabin part two

I am enjoying my outside nude time, to me it's as fun as cross dressing. I have always laughed at the fact that I am a nudist and a cross dresser. I really find men's clothing boring, women have so many options, men have..... pants. But it is soon time to get cleaned up and dressed. I go inside and pick out a mini skirt and one of my blouses I brought. Instead of pantyhose I decide on thigh highs with my heels and I freshen up my makeup and comb out my wig. I did pick a sexier pair of panties, a pair of cheekies that show off my ass cheeks, the ones I had worn earlier were stained with precum.

I am so nervous as I look at my phone and Steve's phone number. I don't want to seem like I am desperate and want his company, I wish he would contact me first. I haven't gotten fully dressed yet, I am just in my panties and bra as I walk the floor contemplating my next move. I figure I will wait until close to dinner time and text him if he hasn't already texted me. This gives me 2 hours and I spend that time outside just walking around, first around the cabin and then I venture out into the forest. I am still in just my bra and panties and wear flip flops on my feet.

I can hear a vehicle in the distance and wonder if it is Steve coming over, we had agreed to text first but maybe he didn't have phone service and was just heading over. I don't really want him to catch me out here in the forest in just bra and panties so I stop and find a place to hide. The vehicle sounds like it is heading way from me and not closer so I relax. Was it Steve and he re-thought what had happened today and was going home? I hope not, not that I was expecting much to happen if he came over but it is exciting to be seen dressed in my girly clothes. But if he was looking for more than just hanging out with me dressed up, how far would it go. How far would I let it go? My mind tells me one thing but I also think that I should do anything I'll regret, you can't take back things once they happen. And how well did I really know Steve, sure we had talked plenty of times but could I really trust him? The last thing I need was the reputation of a cross dresser even though it is what I am.

I sometimes wish I could move far away and start a new life as Amy. How I would rent a house and live life as a woman, the landlord would know what I am and was cool with it. Maybe even helping me with the rent if I helped him out from time to time. My mind is always thinking about crazy things like that, but I should be happy with this part-time cross dresser life I do have. I have this cabin that my wife has no interest in going to so it's my safe place to be Amy. Will it get even better with Steve as my boyfriend? He did complain that his wife doesn't give him sex and I know how that is. Is he also looking for another man, which seems common as we age. If he is, is he like me and want to suck cock or does he just want his sucked? I am fine either way but I really get off by giving more than receiving. I laugh at myself for over analyzing what may or may not happen. Maybe he just liked the way I looked in my dress and was happy just hanging out and having a few beers while looking at me. Maybe he just needed a good laugh.

I start heading back to the cabin after almost an hour of wondering around aimlessly. Back at the cabin I get naked and take a sponge bath out in the sunshine. I shave my legs and my landing strip above my cock along with my ball sack. I love the way this all looks, I have thought about totally shaving my pubic hair but think the strip looks sexier. I can't count how many nights I have laid in bed caressing my shaved balls. This is something a nudist friend of mine got me interested in many years ago and I have never let it grow back. He also knew I was a cross dressers but never really understood, but he always allowed me to dress at his place when I asked. Of course he also knew I would be naked before the day was over.

It's now after 4 pm as I dry off in the sun, looking at my phone again wishing he would text. I know I should eat but I am too nervous, so I just have a coke to help settle my stomach. I decided to just give in and text Steve, which I do. I'm not sure what to say, do I say I'm done and have nothing going on, was he planning on coming over? Or do I ask if he was coming here or me there? I finally text him 'Hey man I've finished my chores and was wondering if you were serious about hanging out tonight'. I'm shaking as I hit send, and wait for his reply. Within a minute, which seems like an house with me staring at my phone he replies. 'Yes I was hoping to tonight. I can come there if that works for you. I can bring some burgers, do you have beer?'. I reply 'Sure I have beer, and I have a grill so bring the burgers'.

So we are set up to get together but is he wanting me to be dressed? I know I want to be and had planned on it but maybe he wasn't expecting that. I figure I may as well just put that out there, after all he already know what I am. So I continue my text with 'I'm not sure what to wear lol'. I figure that will let him decide and I won't look foolish, but I am hoping he wants me dressed. A few five minutes go by and I am thinking I blew it, I went too far and he doesn't know what to say. I cuss myself for being such a fool when his text goes off. 'Sorry man I was on the phone with the wife and yes I was hoping you would wear something like you did earlier today if you don't mind'. I am so relived and excited, I reply back 'I would be happy to get dressed again for you, give me half hour and come on over'. He sends back a thumbs up.

I go in to change into the clothes I picked out earlier. I start with my suntan thigh highs stockings and then a pair of black cheekie panties. Next is my black bra with my breast forms and a black and white striped miniskirt. I finish up with a black bra that you can see my bra if you look hard enough. I reapply my makeup making sure I did a good job with my lipstick and put on my wig. I decide on earring and a necklace to go with it. I am ready, nervous but ready. It's been awhile since I felt this way, it was back in the days when I would travel for work and dress in my hotel room, occasionally having a man or another CD over.

I pace the floor waiting for Steve when I hear his truck going up the road. I see him pull into my yard and I wait inside for him, not looking like I am too desperate. I see him get out and walk to the door and I greet him as he smiles and says 'Look at you'.

Stay tuned there is still more to CUM!