I had just returned to my parents following the confinement and as usual, I left every day for an hour or more if I wanted to. I did pretty much the same route every day and saw pretty much the same people on my walk. A nice walk in the fields, not far from the rapid voice of my village which overlooks a large supermarket not far from my home.That day, being in the process of walking on my usual walk I was challenged by a man. I was lost in my thoughts and paid no attention. and he started again, waving at me while standing right in my path.He was a little taller than me, the 60th, thin ..... not unpleasant to watch. He said to me: "Hello you" with a big smile, I told him that I apologized because I was elsewhere. We talked for a good hour about everything and nothing because he saw me passing by every day and he just wanted to talk. At the end of our conversation, which was very pleasant, I resumed my journey and finished my usual little tour.The next day, when we left for my little tour, we met again and decided to take a trip together. Part after we decided to go on our ride together all week and have a beer on the way (because I always leave with a little pick-me-up on a ride). We agreed on a schedule for the next day........ Until the day it started to rain a lot and I hadn't planned on a jacket. He suggested that I come to his house to stay with me until the rain subsides and we continue to have a few drinks. And then he said to me "oh! but I don't like thinking about giving you spare clothes! you're all soaked! Come on, I'll give you some clothes while I put it out in the dryer."I told him it was okay and declined the invitation. he immediately retorted "Yes! I insist!".He takes me to a small bedroom and starts rummaging through a wardrobe and then into some drawer and says to me: "I'm sorry, I don't have anything in your size except for a few things, but it's girly...... well after all it's only for an hour, it's as if you were disguising yourself for carnival" he says laughing.I don't know what got into me but I accepted. Maybe the alcohol helped me a little bit.He says "look in the drawer there, there's a lot of stuff I had to throw away but you'll find what you're looking for. I'm waiting for you in the kitchen to prepare an aperitif."Once I left I looked and opened the drawer, there were black tailored pants with a mocking red satin blouse and then some not very nice panties and an ultra sexy set. Corset wears jartelle, thong and stockings all in pink, red and white lace and satin. AND! a fake breast prosthesis! intrigued but interested I tell myself that I'm still not going to be that but after all ..... why not play the game.I found myself taking pleasure in putting on this prosthesis and lingerie and I liked dressing up as a girl. I was all excited and this material made me really sexy.After taking a moment to calm myself down, I went back to see him in the kitchen, a little embarrassed. He told me that it suited me really well and that I was really very beautiful. I was all red but I smiled anyway.After half an hour and 3 more drinks, he told me that he used to go to bed in the afternoon watching a movie in rainy weather and that while waiting to collect my things I could either come with him or wait in the kitchen because he had drunk too much and wanted to sit in front of a movie. I answered him that I wanted to put myself in front of a movie since I was as drunk as him (without excess either) but that I had to go to the bathroom first. He showed me his room then I left to do my business. I joined him in his room, it was cold but he told me he had turned the heating on, whi ...

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