A meeting

In the early days of being Karen I used chat rooms a lot. I met a local man, and we talked on the phone before meeting. He seemed nice enough and I was keen to be out and be part of a normal couple, walking along with a man on my arm. I'd been out on the scene in Manchester and Leeds a bit but wanted something else. I was wearing a jacket, sweater and skirt that came just above the knee. I'd decided to wear some pretty white lingerie with tan stockings. My bra, panties and suspender belt all matched. As I got dressed I did wonder if my date would get to see my stocking tops and even my panties and would he like them. As I walked to the meeting place I could feel my boobs bouncing a bit in my bra as a result of wearing moderate heels. We met in a public space by some shops. We walked and talked. The other people passed us by without a second glance and it really pleased me to be blending in. Then he asked for a hug. I felt his arms pull me to him and my boobs squashed against his chest. He ran his hands quickly over me down to my bottom and when he felt my suspenders through my skirt he grinned and said I was sexy. We walked some more and the conversation was all about lingerie (which I like obviously). I had to describe how silky and lacy my underwear was. I had to tell him how I felt sexy walking whilst wearing high heels that made my boobs giggle about. He asked if he could touch my boobs and I said ok. He stood close to me and slid his hand inside my jacket and squeezed my boobs through my jumper. We stopped and looked in shop windows. One was an estate agents and I pretended to be interested in the houses for sale but really I was watching the lady who worked there and wondering what her lingerie was like. He asked me if I thought she liked to suck cock. He asked me if I'd like to go under her desk and push my face up between her legs and kiss her panties. I said that I would. I said I thought she was smart looking and attractive. I would like to kiss her panties and then pull them to one side and lick her pussy. He said I was a great cock tease and slowly patted my bottom. As we went past a hairdressers I stopped and could see our reflection in a big mirror in the shop. Wow ! there was a woman and man, a couple and I was the woman. Although I was dressed smart and sensible, I knew and could feel I was wearing sexy lingerie and stockings. A few moments later he put his arms around me and hugged me, pressing his hard cock against me and saying how fantastically sexy I was, then he reached down and pulled up my skirt squeezing my bottom through my panties. "Stop"! I said "people can see my panties and stocking tops" He said "people will just think we are man and wife having a bit of fun". I started to feel he wasn't really my type.
It was very difficult to turn down his advances and offers to go back to his place. He just wasn't what I was looking for (not sure I knew then) I didn't want to upset or offend him. Driving home I had mixed emotions. I was certainly flattered by his reaction to me but I was unsure of myself as Karen