“Excuse me, did you know that was the men’s bathroom that you just went in? “said Cathy to the sexy lady coming out. She was standing in line waiting to use the women’s restroom at the bar when she saw her go in.
The woman rolled her eyes and spoke. What came out was a shocking contradiction because her deep voice didn’t match what Cathy was looking at. Inside that exquisite female temple was a man, and immediately, Cathy understood the chic scarf she was wearing. It wasn’t necessarily for the fashion, but to hide the prominence of the Adam’s apple.
“Yes I did know. Is there a problem?” she said.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I –I didn’t know that…”
“… that I had a dick?”
The woman finished Cathy’s sentence. She had her hand on her hips, and looked prepared to verbally attack whatever Cathy’s next response would be.

Embarrassed and not sure what to do next, Cathy
started to laugh. It was nervous laughter. She was disappointed, yes, but she found it amusing how sick and twisted life was, and the games it played. Here she was a lesbian looking for love, and the most beautiful woman in the bar was really a man; oh, the irony.

The woman flung her hair and walked away, twitching her ass in almost an exaggerated mock of a woman. Cathy, who still was attracted and fixated on what she now knew was a transgendered male called out, “Well you sure fooled me. I still say you are gorgeous— woman or man.”

The woman liked that. She turned around, gave a small wave, and mouthed, “Thank you.” She walked back to her table where her two friends, who were curiously watching, glanced at Cathy and then turned to the woman and started to inquire about what had happened. Cathy went back to her stool at the bar.

After what had just happened, she was going to need a heavy  drink. “Can you make me a whiskey sour?” she asked the bartender. The bartender raised her eyebrows to suggest her surprise that Cathy had changed drinks from her usual beer on tap.

As she sipped, and as it burned her chest going down, Cathy was slowly getting intoxicated. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the music playing. Before she could finish her drink, to her surprise, another glass of liquor was placed in front of her. When Cathy looked at the bartender, she saw her point to the table where the woman and her friends were sitting.

The woman waved at her.

Cathy grabbed her drink and the drink that was ordered for her and walked over there.

“Thank you for the drink,” she said, the alcohol making her bold.

“Have a seat,” the woman said in her deep voice. “My name is Destiny, and this is Dotty and Gwen.”

The two girls smiled and nodded at her.

“Hello, nice to meet you all. My name is Cat.”

Cathy tried her best to maintain her composure. She was almost halfway drunk and decided to cut herself off.

“I thought I would buy you a drink, because I know I was kind of defensive about the bathroom,” she said with a smile.

“Oh, no! It was me, and I hope I didn’t offend you.” Cathy responded apologetically.

“No, I’m used to it.”

“When I first saw you, I wanted to ask you for your number, but now I see you’re not a lesbian.”

“Yes, I am actually. I am a woman on the inside, and I’m only attracted to women. I guess that makes me a lez. Sort of.”

Cathy had to let her statement sink in for a while, as she tried to grasp the concept of a male lesbian.

Maybe just one more drink.  “I see.” Her voice was beginning to slur.

Dotty and Gwen had started a separate conversation while flirting with each other. Gwen caressed Dotty’s head, and they started to kiss. Meanwhile, Cathy could not stop staring at Destiny. It was such an odd feeling because she was still attracted to her.

Noticing that Cathy was staring and deep in thought, Destiny asked, “So what are you thinking right now? I’m curious.”

“I am thinking that I still don’t believe that you have a dick’’ Cathy laughed. This time Destiny laughed with her.

“Well, you want me to whip it out and prove it to you?”

Cathy, who was now completely under the influence of her whiskey, dared her. “Okay, whip it out, then. Lemme see.”

“Look under the table,’ Destiny said.

Cathy slid under the table, and there, already out and hanging from red lace panties, was Destiny’s long, soft penis. Her manicured nails were stroking it. 
Cathy hadn’t seen a penis in person for a long time now.  Not since before she came out the closet in the middle of a seven-year marriage to her ex-husband.

“Oh my God!” Cathy yelled. She heard Dotty and Gwen above the table burst out in laughter. Cathy crawled towards it. Watching Destiny stroking it made her horny, and it taunted her to come even closer. Even though she was under the table, she was still in the view of spectators. In the background, she heard people commenting about what was going on.

“Look!  She’s about to give that transvestite a blow job,” someone said.

Drunk and horny, Cathy didn’t care what they were saying at all.

When she finally reached Destiny’s penis, she brushed her lips on it. Then she smelled it. It didn’t smell like a man’s. It actually smelled of perfumed body lotion.

“I see you down there,” Destiny said as she peeked under the table at her.

Her dick was firming and while still stroking it, she directed it at mouth level for Cathy. Cathy put Destiny’s dick in her mouth. They both let out a moan. Destiny let go of her dick, put both hands on Cathy’s head, and became a guide as it bobbed up and down.

The public display of oral sex continued until a staff member from the bar walked over and threatened to kick them out unless they stopped. When Cathy climbed out from under the table, there were a few cat calls, and some applause from the people who had witnessed her performance. Dotty and Gwen were still laughing in disbelief, and Destiny’s eyes were wide. Her smile was even wider.

“Girl, I can’t believe you just did that,” she said.

Cathy smiled and licked her lips.  She couldn’t believe it either.

The next thirty minutes consisted of Destiny and Cathy in their own world, quiet and smiling at each other. Cathy could not believe how turned on she was by what she had done. It didn’t bother her at all that Destiny came equipped with a penis. A matter of fact, as a lover, Destiny would satisfy all her needs. She was an attractive woman who could also could give penetration naturally.

“I am going to the bathroom,” Destiny said. “You want to follow me?”

“I would love to, but actually I don’t think I can get away with going in the men’s bathroom.”

“Okay, then, we will use the ladies.  That’s the beauty of a transgendered male in the bathroom at a gay bar. I can get away with both.”

She held out her hand, Cathy grabbed it and let Destiny lead her to the woman’s bathroom. The line was not too long, and when it was their turn, they both went in one of the bathroom stalls.

Immediately, Destiny hiked her skirt up, sat on the toilet, and pulled a condom magically from her bra.
After she placed it on her erect and throbbing dick, Cathy, who had already taken off her pants, pulled her panties aside and sat on that dick. Facing Destiny, she began to ride it.

Destiny pulled her shirt and bra up and began sucking her breast at the same time. They both held in their moans, but couldn’t help the panting. Cathy was riding her hard and fast, and Destiny, who now had both hands gripping Cathy’s ass, was helping her bounce up and down.

When Destiny began to orgasm, she bear hugged Cathy’s torso to keep her still, and whimpered softly like a sad puppy as she ejaculated into the condom inside her.

When it was time for the bar to close, they exchanged phone numbers, and Destiny waited outside with Cathy for her taxi to come.

“Let’s see if you will call me after the alcohol wears off,” Destiny teased.

“Why wouldn’t I call you, baby?” Cathy said as she ran her fingers through Destiny hair.

” You’re so wasted you probably won’t even remember all that we did.” There was a sense of sadness in Destiny’s face.

As the cab drove up, Cathy hugged her and said goodbye.

Cathy was drunk, but she was sober enough to know exactly what had just happened. She had finally found the woman of her dreams.