Transgender Encounter

I was at the Mall in Torrance, CA looking for a new pair of pants. There was this lovely young woman named Sherry working there, who was very solicitous, helping me find my size and select a pair of pants that weren't too out of style. I hate to shop, you see, so I usually wear a pair of jeans or shorts. These sort of clothes don't require trying on and are really never out of style. But this time, I wanted to take my time and get a nice pair of pants that fit well.

She was a redhead, about five and a half feet tall, with a very attractive, thin build. I prefer women with small boobs as opposed to large tits that will eventually succumb to gravity and make knee-knockers. Such is that fate of my wife: droopy boobs and a very flat ass. Yet, I love her and can never leave her and the kids.

Sherry, the gorgeous redhead I've described, brought me several pairs of pants to try on and led me to the dressing room in the back of the shop.

"How do they fit?" Sherry asked. I hadn't realized she was standing right outside of the door. I was a bit startled, but replied, "These beige ones seem a little loose, but the length is good. I suppose I could just use a belt."

The door to the booth opened and Sherry came in, closing the door behind her. "Let's see." she said and looked at the pants I had just put on. "No, look you can pull them right off." She reached over and pulled the pants down to my knees.

"What the...?" I gasped, taken by surprise and not really knowing what to do. I didn't even have time to be embarrassed. My underwear had been pulled down as well and just barely coved my goodies. I stood there like a dope who had been pantsed in the hallway at school.

"Oh don't be silly!" was her response to my inarticulate remark. "Here, try these on." she told me, handing me another pair that, frankly looked just like the first.

I was really nonplussed but was trying not to appear like an uptight middle-aged man. I'm under no delusion that I'm younger than middle age, but I do keep in good shape and I still get a second look occasionally. Besides, she was absolutely beautiful and I was undoubtedly attracted to her. I wasn't sure if she was attracted to me or just messing with me out of boredom.