Weekend visitor

Well...my recalling of an experience dressed in a swimsuit didnt seem too popular so perhaps you may prefare the story of a weekend visitor I once had. It was 1981 and I had just got my own place, a nice modern 1 bed flat.Apart from bedsits as a teen this was my first real place of my own.
In these pre internet days we had such mediums as contact mags, specialty mags and such and it was though one of these that I got in touch with Colin.....that wasnt his name but the rest of the story is true verbatim. He described himself as being athletic and in his 40s, I was 27 and he was hoping to meet a crossdresser, after an initial letter and some phone calls I invited him down to my place for the weekend.He was'nt a cd himself but was what we all call an admirer.I met him off the train full of trepidation and we recognised each other from our photos and descriptions , after a discrete public greeting we walked the short distance to my flat.
We were barely through the door when we had a passionate kiss..I held back and told him I wanted to dress and if he wanted he could dive in the shower....I was haf tempted to join him but thought I would take the opportunty to get dressed........I threw on a black dress, hold ups and my hairpiece, quickly re-arranged it and slipped on a condom (while he was showering).....and no panties.
I was dressed quicker than I had thought and it was some time before he appeared from the bathroom dressed in only my dressing gown which was far too small for him, he was well built , taller and far more powerful than me, and he sat next to me on the sofa, not being shy I cuddled up to him and we kissed passionately for some time, he then put his hand up my dress and I could feel his large hand on my bare bottom and then embracing my excited manhood...he stopped suddenly and told me I was very presumptious and tarty to be wearing no panties, with one arm he had me across his knee and raised my dress right up my back. He told me I would have to be soundly spanked ( we had through our leters and phonecalls discussed what we liked and disliked)...