One aspect of public crossdressing I always enjoyed was what we called outreach which, in my experience was with curious women for the most part. Regardless of age they had questions typically followed by yet more questions based on my answers. The crossdresser interaction was always positive on both sides with the women genuinely seeking answers in my view. Once the internet came into being people started getting their information from various websites so my crossdresser interaction dwindled along with the quality of the information women now get. Just Googling crossdresser will demonstrate my point with pages upon pages of porn advertisements.
Wednesday night of my Las Vegas trip last week my plan was to have dinner solo at the renamed restaurant in the Tuscany Suites Resort I was staying at. The new restaurant is called Bistecca Italian Steakhouse which better represents their menu. The previous name Tuscany Gardens kind of gave the impression that it was a coffee shop for me. That is not the case and the food is excellent I had the chicken marsala that was awesome. The crossdresser interaction I usually have their is predictable because they know me from frequent visits and Christian the manager and I were born in the same hometown along with some other connections.
My reservation was for 7PM and I planned a quick dinner and then UBER to the Phoenix Club across town to meet up with my VC sister and friend Michelle along with some of the local Vegas gurls. I arrived at Bistecca a bit early and exchanged hugs and handshakes with Christian and Kevin one of the servers then Christian escorted me to a table for 4 inn the middle of the room which I rejected in favor of another for just two on the side. I am not fond of the fishbowl feeling I get when seated in the middle of a room which many times has a spotlight directly overhead.
CROSSDRESSER INTERACTION
At my new table I was looking at the back of a woman’s head and looked directly at her husband who clocked me both on my appearance and size I assume. We exchanged smiles and that was it until his wife turned around and made a point of saying hello then turned back toward her husband. They had both heard me speak to Christian, Kevin, and the lovely new server they introduced me to who would be serving me so no big mystery going on. Things were about to take a very intriguing turn with a very interesting crossdresser interaction with the woman who I estimate was in her late sixties.
Christian brought over the drink I ordered on the way to my table which got everyone’s attention right away. He brought two Cosmo’s not just one and poured them from the shaker while everyone was watching. I told him he was going to kill me with that and he said something in response that I really did not comprehend but I typically have two with dinner so maybe he was just saving time. He bought both of them for me and was not around when I left so possibly he wanted to make sure I got them both before he left.
The crossdresser interaction that followed was fun for both the woman and I that started with her commenting on my dual Cosmo setup followed by introducing she and her husband along with where they lived. He was nice but could care less about me or anything I had to say but she could not get enough. For the next 15 or 20 minutes he looked at the back of her head while she bombarded me with questions. I won’t attempt to cover the whole conversation but it is safe to say she now knows that there are heterosexual crossdressers that are married for decades with children, grand children and great grand children that dress a couple of times per month. In addition she knows that we do all kinds of other fun stuff like ride horses, play golf, sail boats, fly airplanes, snow ski and other hobbies. We also have cool occupations which you already know about.
This crossdresser interaction turned into my longest one and possibly my best ever aside from the flight attendants in Atlanta decades ago. My quick dinner lasted over two hours because I could not order without cutting her off which I could not do given her enthusiasm. Her husband finally had enough and told her he wanted to leave so she needed to end it. The nerve of that guy getting tired of looking at the back of her head and his watch for half an hour listening to my story. How rude!
An unintentional bonus to this crossdresser interaction was others in the restaurant learned a little something listening to us. I had to text Michelle and tell her I was not going to make it that night but would see her the next day at Del Frisco’s for dinner. It has been so long since I had a conversation like the one I was having I could not pass it up. So it was plan B for the rest of the night in the Piazza Lounge across the hall for my favorite live music. The crossdresser interactions there are not as satisfying because the regular customers have seen it all and with the band playing you can’t hear very well.
I enjoyed talking with this woman who was very sincere with her interest and am very much looking forward to my next crossdresser interaction.
