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Easily Deceived

Name: Adrian Clark
Age: 42
Height: 6 foot, broad and tall - as such carried his middle age spread well
Hair: greying and balding, cropped.
Eyes: piercing blue


It was a Saturday afternoon, a lovely sunny Autumnal day. The sun was bright, enhancing the reds, oranges and yellow leaves on the trees. Adrian had been for a walk in the local park, endeavouring to capture the lovely colours on his camera, and now was on his way home. The Park was set in the grounds of Princess Manor Park an old Victorian Mental Hospital, and now exclusive apartments. The trees were old, many over 100 years, Oaks, Birch and other Native deciduous trees.

He had stopped at Boyden's a favourite local independent coffee house. It was relatively busy but he was able to get a table, and soon was being served by Fi, one of the lovely baristas that work there.

As he waited for the delivery of his drink, he was starting to review the photos on the back of his camera, the place filled with the sound of activity, coffee beans being ground, the espresso machine steaming the milk, and the buzz of conversation.

Fi returned with his order as she bent down, exposing to Adrian her décolletage, and a hint of her breasts, as they fell forward into the cups of her dress. Fi, as usual was braless, her moderate b cups free to hang, defying the law of gravity.

As Fi walked away, he watched her cute ass swing delicately from side to side until she disappeared behind the counter. He smiled as he returned to his camera.
 
I always looked forward to Adrian's visits to the Barista. He was fairly a regular, and since I worked the 7am to 3pm shift I would see at least 2/3 times a week. There was something about him which made me feel special, perhaps the way he looked at me.

Today, though the barista was crowded, I could see him clearly from behind the counter. I had just served him his coffee, and had purposefully given him a slight peek of my pert breasts. He was tall at 6', and carried himself well. I was 5'8" tall, with long smooth legs, which tapered down from my relatively short red skirt to my black sexy stilettos, which was the uniform at the barista. Thankfully there was no dress code for underclothes, so I was usually went braless which was not a problem as my breasts were small and pointy. I always wore underwear though, and today I had on my sexy see thru red frilly panties, which I was sure if Adrian could see would make him pay even more attention to me. My ass was small as well, tight, round and totally smooth. I was told it was my best asset, so I would give an extra swing of my hips as I walked which made me feel sexy all over.

Under my skirt though, I had a little secret. Not "little" in true sense of the world, but something that very few people knew. When looking at me, everyone assumed I was a sexy 26 year old women. But in fact I was a shemale, something of a forbidden word in this Victorian town. I kept it a total secret, and therefore had no real sexual experiences since I moved here two years ago. A couple of men I had gone to the movies with had kissed me, but when they tried to put their hand up my skirt I had stopped them as I did not know how they would react. Also, I wanted this to remain a secret, as the town was small and word could easily spread around.

But after over two years of being celibate, I was ready to take a risk. I was not sure of Adrian's sexual orientation...I guessed he was attracted to women, but not so sure what he would do if he discovered I had a nice thick uncut cock in my frilly panties.

Hopefully I would find out soon, but I was not sure how.
 
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The place was crowded, uncomfortably for Adrian, aided by the wet weather outside, making the place hot and humid. He finished his coffee and saw Fi behind the counter, and he smiled as he waled past.

"See you soon Fi"



A couple of days later, he returned, his wife was still away wit h work. The place was rather quiet as he walked in, some Sunday afternoon,s the place could be incredibly busy, other times, barely a sole. It never seemed to be related to the weather either.

He walked in, a couple of tables were occupied, but at 2:30 or so, it was quiet. HE saw Fi at the counter as he walked through the door...

"A Latte and a slice of the white choc cheesecake?" he requested, as he walked to a quiet table, and placed his camera on the table as he sat down. He smiled as they made eye contact, before she turned her back to him to operate the espresso machine, her sheer top revealing a camisole.

Moments later she walked towards him with her cheeky smile, a loose infinity scarf around he neck.
 
Adrian was back, and thankfully the place was quiet and I was not rushed off my feet. I could feel his eyes looking at me as I operated the espresso machine. I hope he was looking at my ass, which I pushed out invitingly at him.

I got his order and walked towards his table and gave him my best "come hither" smile. Placing his coffee and cheesecake on the table, I stood next to him, so he had a good view of my long legs under the red skirt. As usual I had on my frilly see thru panties under the skirt, but today they were black. I was wondering how I could get him to get a quick peek at them.

Putting that thought away, I asked, "Do you need anything else today?"
 
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"Do you need anything else today?"

He winked as he replied.... "Well the list is long, but I sense most of it will not be available here."

He sipped his coffee briefly, licking the froth from his top lip.

"How is life treating you Fi, how is college?"
 
He was flirting with me, and that gave me a little thrill. I wondered what his lips would feel like on me!

"Life is treating me ok....just that I could do with a little excitement and a change of scene. Too much work, and no play," I say giving him a wicked grin.
 
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"Life is treating me ok....just that I could do with a little excitement and a change of scene. Too much work, and no play,"

"Insufficient play at your age.. bad drills!" he replied cheekily.

As she leant forward briefly he could see her small breasts under her top, clearly braless, as she often was.

"Well you will have to treat yourself one night and let your hair down!" he offered as he sipped his coffee.

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"Well, are you up for taking me out and letting me put my hair down," I ask boldly. "I have not been out for awhile, and I could really use it."

I look at him, and wondered what it would be like to have him fuck me. The thought made me tingle and I wanted him to take me out tonight.
 
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"Well, are you up for taking me out and letting me put my hair down," I ask boldly. "I have not been out for awhile, and I could really use it."


Adrian blushed instantly as she effectively asked him out for a date. He was old enough to be her father, and she knew he was married, she had served them often enough.

But he was also flattered, and he was intrigued by her youthful ness.

He sipped his coffee as he looked at her trying to fathom whether she was being serious or not.

"What would you consider would be a suitable place for you to let you hair down?"
 
I saw the look of surprise in his eyes, and for a moment I thought he was going to refuse my offer. But when he asked me for a suitable place, it was as if he was testing me to see if I would actually go out with him.

I gave it some thought and decided to push my luck and determine not only if he was serious, but what his boundaries were. So I said, "The girls here usually go to this bar/nightclub on West Main Street. But the more adventurous ones prefer a place the next town over called the 'The Dungeon' which they say is much more exciting. Which one would you pick, if we were to go out?"
 
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"Neither if I had my choice... Rather a nice restaurant and a bottle of wine. I'm almost 50, out clubbing with the beat of so call music feels me with inertia to be honest. Or even just cook a meal myself..."

He smiled as he sipped his coffee.
 
"Bottle of wine at a nice restaurant would be a good start for the night. But when do I let my hair down?" I ask innocently.
 
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"Bottle of wine at a nice restaurant would be a good start for the night. But when do I let my hair down?"

Adrian looked at her, and winked.

"When you realise that pony tail and shake your hair free! Seriously though clubbing at my age has lost it's appeal. Stoned boddies jerking to an unfathomable beat, the smell of sweat, and other activites... burrrrrrr"


"Besides my sexual libido is at it's peak in the afternoon...." he teased.
 
"It is almost afternoon now," I replied cheekily, "But I do not get off until 3pm. Can your libido wait that long?"
 
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Adrian almost choked on his coffee as he controlled himself not to splutter the hot liquid over the table. Her comment caught him completely of guard. Was she offering to sleep with him that afternoon. He was married. But he was also attracted to her, and intrigued; totally intrigued.

He gulped his coffee before reaching for a couple of serviettes from the pot in the middle of the table and cleared up his mess.

"Pardon?" he asked as he looked up, and saw her eyes, and a teasing smile.

He gulped visibly - he realised she was not joking.
 
"Well, I am willing to let my hair down this afternoon. The question is, are you?" I say as I saw that he was struggling to figure out what to do.

I knew what I wanted, and hoped that he wanted the same from me.
 
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"Well, I am willing to let my hair down this afternoon. The question is, are you?"

He was still rather shocked at the younger girl's openess, directness.

"Well your a rather forward young lady!" he replied teasing. He was attracted to Fi, having seen her serve for numerous months, often flaunting her young physique, her dress sense sassy, provocative, alluring.

He met her eyes and winked..

"I'm happy to help you let your hair down this afternoon.... Should I return here around 3?"
 
"Oh yes, definitely," I say. "And where would you be taking me, to see this other side of me?" I asked him.

I hoped he was not planning just a boring afternoon, like a walk in the park. But seeing the glint in his eyes, I had a good feeling about this.
 
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Oh yes, definitely," I say. "And where would you be taking me, to see this other side of me?"



"I was thinking taking you out for some tea and scones!" he joked "Before covering your body in whipped cream and licking it all off......"

His eyes met hers and stared, as he smiled. He knew what she wanted, and was okay with that, he would love to slide his cock up her young cunt and cream her.
 
I smiled as I finally got him to commit to sexual activity. Now he was hooked, and I could not wait to get naked with him. It was still a couple of hours until 3, enough time for me to think about ways of how to make the afternoon memorable.

I returned his stare, and suggestively moved my eyes down to his crotch, leaving no doubt as to what I wanted.

"Get enough whipped cream...and maybe that may not be the only thing that needs whipping," I said flirtatiously.
 
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"Get enough whipped cream...and maybe that may not be the only thing that needs whipping,"

He gulped as she spoke, and lent forward to hive him a brief glimpse of her cleavage.

"I'll return just before 3 then......"

He met her eyes and smiled albeit with an element of apprehension.
 
"Great then, see you at around 3." I say and turn around and give him an eyeful of my pert little ass as I walk back to the counter.

I watch him finish his coffee and stand up to leave, and give him a knowing smile as our eyes meet before he steps out of the barista.
 
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Adrian headed home, walking the short walk at a brisk pace. He wasn't sure what had crossed his mind agreeing to see Fi later that afternoon, other than that he was attracted to her, and well was curious about her.

She seemed up for some fun, and certainly hinted that sex was on the menu. At his place, he quickly tidied their matrimonial bedroom, asking himself why he was doing that. But he made sure the place was clean ans respectable; in aprt to keep him busy, his mind occupied.

As 1430 approached, he had a quick shower, and tarted himself up, wearing a smart casual sports jacket and light tan chinos, and a shirt under the jacket. And as three approached, he walked into Boydens.

Fi couldn't be seen anywhere as he approached the counter and ordered himself a simple espresso, and saw a table. As the barista bought his espresso out, he started to surf on his phone, feeling rather apprehensive.

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I saw him come in the barista just before 3, and I stayed out of sight to watch him and create a sense of anticipation. I knew he was a little nervous, and that was a turn on for me. I wanted to be a little in control in the beginning and see how it goes.

He looked really attractive in his jacket and chinos. I looked at myself in the mirror and touched up my make up. My pink lipstick looked alluring enough, I thought. My skirt was a little short, which made my legs look long and sexy. I turned around and looked at my ass...it was small but perfectly shaped and there was no panty line due to my thong. I was hoping that he would be giving it a lot of attention this afternoon. Once I was satisfied with what I saw in the mirror, I stepped out and went to the counter. He was busy looking down at his phone so did not see me until I was standing next to his table.

"Are you ready for some fun?"" I asked. He looked up a little startled, but recovered quickly and gave me his charming smile as I said, "I have clocked out so we can leave as soon as you are done with your coffee. Where do you plan on taking me?"
 
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"I have clocked out so we can leave as soon as you are done with your coffee. Where do you plan on taking me?"

He gulped, full of apprehension as he looked at her, her smile her neck, her breasts.

"Well what would you like to do, or go? We can go to a local wine bar for a glass, or we can head home? We, errr I have a selection of wines in the wine fridge, white, rose, sparkling...."

He stood up having finished his espresso.

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