I have wanted to be with a woman for a few years now, but never really did anything about it.

With my boyfriend out of town, I decided it was now or never. I prepared in a way that showed off my waist and olive skin: a fitted vest, unbuttoned except for the button holding my breasts in; black pants; my long brown hair curled sexily around my face. I set out for a club that catered to couples.

I walked around in the club until I saw a couple about my age. I introduced myself and we started talking. We seemed to have a lot in common. Kelly was a curvaceous blonde; her husband, Steve, was tall and dark. Kelly and I started dancing together, and she asked me, “What do you consider the sexiest thing about you?” I laughed and said, “My curves.”

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