I knock the door nervously pulling to straighten my red dress and Santa hat, this is it ... the moment for me to deliver my Santa Gift to Concerto.
Nervous wasn’t the word.. this was not my usual rooming, well Jayc is my spouse of 1 year &, actually it was our anniversary, this very night. ..
I had never spoken to Concerto before.. our interests , want for a better word, did not lie in the same circles, I am a heterosexual female .. Concerto is a trans sexual who likes girls..
My mind buzzed .. Would she like me? Would she fancy me? No, that would be too arrogant .. but still the thought played on my mind a little , especially after Covems had made me feel like Queen of the Blow Jobs from my recent performance at a special party & I had received a few private notes of congratulations following it .... I blush remembering my boldness there ..
The door opens , my heart rate rockets & I desperately need the toilet .. nerves , just nerves..
Concerto stands there looking beautiful in a tight fitting purple dress and sunglasses. I needn’t have worried. She welcomed me in as Santa and her patio is stunning. She had made such efforts to make me welcome. The tree has been lovingly decorated and rose petals sprinkled on the floor..
I hand her the two bottles of wine, I had bought for dutch courage and a bouquet of red roses as part of my Santa gift. She chuckles as she was on her second glass from her own bottle .. she was as nervous as me..
I gladly gulp half the glass down she pours for me and we dance slowly to get to know each other better ... She is the perfect host...then craftily tells me, she has friends in the other room, who would gladly watch my performance !!!... that and the wine makes me chuckle... if she only knew, the pole dance she had selected as her gift ... was not exactly my strong point...
I hope she isn’t too critical of a clumsy elephant dancing around her pole !!!
And the dance begins... Concerto strips naked and I dance.... with... the most sex clothes on ever ... It’s a UK, “ I can’t possibly parade around naked “ thing ... a disease quite a few of us have here..
Maybe one day, it could be eradicated, but it’s a constant battle to find the right antibiotics..
Of course, the hot words to make the pole dance exciting, erotic and compelling begins and she answers back in the true spirit of Christmas ...
“Do you like what you see baby? “ “ Do you like my sexy curves ?” “Are you peaking at my panties under my little red skirt?” “ Do you like me stretching , thrusting out my breasts in my red half cupped bra?”
“ Oh yes baby, you are hot” “ I really like what I see “ “ I am , very nice panties “ “ Nice body” “ Woo hoo” “ Wolf whistles “ She even kindly displays an erection & erect dark nipples.
We are both giggling as the wine slips into our blood stream and my feeble efforts to be a hot, sexy pole dancer. Concerto can’t help but be impressed of my acrobatic skills as I whiz round her pole like a pro..
“Don’t spurt now “ I tease, actually meaning her wine .. and blushing , realising she thinks I mean something different ... “ Wine, I mean wine “ chuckling, appalled at my goof...
Concerto applause my efforts and is very kind as my pole dance concludes. We hug at the end and kiss, and as I am about to leave...
she says ..... “ I took photos you know... “