Sunday Funday

Well here I am standing on the platform on a glorious Sunday afternoon waiting for the train to Chichester and my next adventure.
This makes my eighth meet directly from this site over the years but, here's me, all butterflies and nerves just like every other time.
We've chatted on here, exchanged numbers, ' photos, talked on the telephone for ages, all the usual groundwork
covered as anyone would, but I'm still a bundle of nerves.
Probably doesn't help that under my standard out-for-the-day clothes of trainers, jeans and an unusually baggy
black shirt, I have on the lingerie so lovingly requested by my friend.
I can't stop wondering as I wait, what people would think if they knew that under my normal outward appearance,
there was a horny crossdresser just eager to be on their knees sucking a hard, hot, male member.
In my mind I'm picturing them imagining me on all fours just waiting for that slight twinge of discomfort to show on my face accompanied by the sharp inhale as cock enters ass and the ohhh yes as rhythm is established.
Would the approve of his choice of lingerie?
Red fishnet stockings, red six strap suspender girdle, red high cut knickers, full red basque with pink lace edges
over a patterned red and pink 40D bra.
Even more exhilirating for me is what they would think if they knew I was wearing a chastity cage, the same cage I posted the key for to him a week ago?
Well trains in sight now so won't be long until I'm aboard. It's about a twenty minute journey to Chichester then
once I get off, a quick trip to the platform toilets, falsies out of my rucksack and into my bra as requested, then a
nice careful application of pink lippy and it's off to find his car.
Can't wait to share with you all the juicy bits next post.
Love Davina xxxxx