Wednesday 5th August 2026, 20:08
Had a curious experience this afternoon. As I came out of the Veteran's charity shop in King Street a man in a motorised wheel chair spoke to me saying that I looked gorgeous. I thanked him and smiled and thought that was it, as it usually is. But he went on to ask, as if to just be certain, if I was a cross-dresser. He then said that he had noticed me come out of the museum just a short distance away realized that I was a cross-dresser and followed me to the shop where he waited outside!
He suggested we go somewhere for a cup of tea but I declined even though I had, up to then, been intending to stop at the Cafe @ The Word on the way back to the flat. He kept talking though and asked if I minded if he accompanied me for a while as we walked. Well it seemed churlish to refuse so I started walking toward the market place with him driving his wheelchair alongside chatting as we went with him saying that he also dressed at home. We passed The Word and entered a small shady path by the war memorial. This simply cuts a corner and has a couple of park benches in it. He suggested we sit on one and have a chat.We sat down and he asked for a kiss. Now we've only just met, not been introduced. so I was a little reluctant and just brushed his lips with mine. He took my hand and placed it in his crotch where I could feel his erection. I could also feel my own cock beginning to stir and with his other hand he lifted my skirt a little so he could put his hand underneath.
His hand felt cool and pleasant and my cock reacted as expected when he released it from my thong. At this point someone came walking along the path so we had to look innocent for a couple of minutes. We carried on chatting and it he asked where I was from so I explained that it was Wiltshire via a long detour to Norway. He then said that he had lived for two years just outside Lillehammer with a girlfriend but left because he disliked the climate so much (he's Turkish).
He tried to persuade me to visit him but I said no. Had there been more cover I might well have gone with him into the bushes though.
Eventually he asked for my mobile number but I don't give that out because it's much too easy to do a reverse lookup and discover my other name. So I offered my email address instead. I typed it into the address field of an email on his mobile but I think I must have mistyped it because I haven't received the message yet.
