I returned back into the bar again but she was not there. A few minutes later she came from the back room again with another pair of pink panties that didn’t look quite as thin as the one before. Rather than saying anything, she simply knelt down and slipped them over my pants; there was no need for further explanation. I reckon she knew I had a been living a secret world of crossdressing.
She then went back into the back room again and a short time later came out with a female white business shirt.
She laid it out over the bar counter. Without saying a word she picked it up and slipped it over my head, buttoning it up,
There I was in a public bar in geylang with my dream girl from Malaysia wearing girls panties and a woman’s business shirt. All I could do was say, “Thank you,”
She didn’t event look up at me again, as if to say “No you don’t.” And once again left the bar. My erection was throbbing hard against my pants as I looked over at the mirror behind the bar. What would me work colleagues think of me now. A cross dressing executive for fucks sake….. I stood there patiently as the bar started to fill with other customers. They glanced over, but none of them seemed surprised. Read more of [**the Cross Dressing Executives Erotic Tale**](https://singaporestories.com/blog/girl-from-malaysia-in-singapore/)…
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