We'd met bumping into each other at an adult bookstore. This was a store where not all the magazines were wrapped. I had been looking at a trannie mag and he'd been looking at the same mag and we put them back at the same time. We looked at each other and there was a spark of, what? Recognition? A recognition of similar tastes and desires? Yes, that's what it was, we each knew the others basic desire. I said excuse me and he did too, at the same time. We stood back and laughed.
I said "let me pick your next one."
"Of course". he replied.
I picked out a cross dresser mag and he said "perfect", as I held the same one for myself. Neither one of us could be anywhere near passable, both being too tall and wide at the shoulder. He was about 5'10" and I am 6'0" and a bit heavy, while he was slender, but still not passable.
He asked if I was wearing anything.
"Panties and a bra", I replied.
"Me too" he said.
I had on a jacket that hid the fact that I was wearing a stuffed bra. I had purchased silicone breasts and loved to wear the bra with them inserted. Because I was barrel chested and wearing a jacket they were not real prominent. I opened my jacket to reveal the black bra beneath a white linen shirt. I felt so sexy wearing that and so excited to show it off to someone. Someone who would understand and appreciate it. And he did.
Shall we go in back and show each other our wears?" he asked.
