From a 50's virgin to a Mature good for all

The conversation was rather cordial, but there was some insinuation between the lines of more than… In short, everyone had their New Year’s program and so we parted for perhaps a last drink after midnight; what a last drink...
At sunset we were still like mollusks that could not separate, neither from each other nor from the couch. Selmi stood up and grabbed my hand, dragged me into the room to change us. But I still wanted her; so much had I indulged in my femmology that I neglected my clit who also wanted to find Selmi’s pussy. She forbade me to; not the time because she booked in a small bistro not to hang out until midnight. However I wanted to hang out like a slut feeling watched, even desired by strangers. I wanted to wriggle my hips in the streets and dance under my new apparnce; something that I could never do in my small town.
She first helped me with for makeup and nail polish, then with the touch-ups on my wig. I first placed my clit in my crotch, it tickled my perineum. Then I put on the tights that wrapped my buttocks well. Then the bra. It was the turn of the little corset that tightened just enough to modulate a generous and ready female body. Once I put on the dress I was ready to do anything; do the sidewalk or enter an opera house on my partner’s arm.
I figured out Selmi’s size very well. Her new lingerie set fit her perfectly; pale purple under a tight leather dress with a deep ‘V’ cleavage. They would have thought that his half (natural) grapefruits would eject through this opening. She preferred stockings with garters in thick high heels. She completed her outfit with a leather coat… She was all black, all she needed was her crop… Should I taste that one day too. My pussy was still twitching: for more sensations, I had learned to contract it and stay so for a few seconds.
We were ready… notably me to explore the city in my new SHEty. I was like a kid afraid to go out and meet the bad wolf. The few hundred metres that led to the Grand Boulevard were relatively quiet. Selmi on my arm, I was walking straight and wriggling my ass… but was this tremor because of my youthful woman excitement!! or the cold penetrated my pussy...