As I pulled it over my head and down the length of my body, I shuddered with delight.As I pulled it over my head and down the length of my body, I shuddered with delight. I thought back to that play in high school and fondly relived that feeling of silk dancing across my thighs. I just couldn't stand it. I ran to the bathroom, pulled down my panties and the gaff and let my wad go. After regaining some control, I cleaned myself off, got rearranged and quietly reentered the bedroom. Jake was sitting on the bed, silently watching me. I sat down next to him. After a few minutes he gently took my hand and said, " That happened to me the first time too. Nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens." I just stared at the floor for a few minutes and then looked up at him. I knew. After all these years, I knew something I should have known. I asked," How long have you been gay?" "All my adult life, though I really haven't been too active until 3 years ago." I then asked, "This bar you want to go to tonight; is it a regular hangout for you?" He admitted that since it had opened 4 months ago, he had gone at least twice a week. Like Cheers, everyone knew his name. I shook my head with a smile. He got me. He kept his secret for years. He set me up to go there with him. That was obvious. But I had noticed that he still had his jeans on. I was his "date". He was dressed to go out. But why me? I never had spoken of any desire to either dress as a woman nor gave any interest in the gay lifestyle. So I had to ask him, "Why me?" He started slowly, " You have always been my best friend, my partner in crime. This was the only thing I never shared with you. I thought if I made the situation so exaggerated that it was one of our adventures, I could explain to you later about who and what I had become." There it was. The man who had done everything to everyone just in the name of fun was scared to go it alone. |