More Mika Fun on the Town

Okay, girls. This was a weird night because it started off incredibly boring and seemed like it would be the least fun I have had out. But holy s@&t did it escalate quickly! And the fun continued to build until the lights were turned on and we had to leave.

I saw that there was a rave happening at the place I go to see shows once or twice a month. They called it the Rainbow Rave. Probably, because our two local drag queens were making guest appearances.

I had an outfit picked out but I had ordered a few things for future blacklight raves and they arrived a few hours before I started getting ready. So, I wore a sheer white mini skirt with a cheeky neon stripe bikini bottom under it from the new order. My wife had given me a bunch of her old bras and tossed in a pink bandau that I hoped would do well under the blacklights. I wore a white bolero over that, a free pair of white stiletto ankle boots (neat story), and over the knee pink stockings that I layered black fishnets over. I have a “fanny pack” that I got for occasions like this where I don’t want to keep track of a purse. It’s simply a teensie little clutch with a belt loop on it. I wasn’t attempting stealth mode and didn’t wear my forms or shapewear but I did put the bits and pieces out of sight.

Makeup went together in record time. Doors opened at nine and my wife suggested I try to arrive early to have a seat since I was wearing the stilettos. I got there at a quarter past nine and was the only person there! Even worse, I left my lighter at home and couldn’t even smoke a boredom cigarette. People finally started to arrive and I managed to find someone with a lighter. By 10:00 there still weren’t many people there but I had a couple good beers and mucked about on my phone.

The DJ’s weren’t anything special and folks started dancing a little in spite of some of their awkward attempts at creativity. I watched the girls dancing and just swayed and moved on my stool. The girls beside me chat with me a bit and compliments began flowing. The more people that arrived, the more compliments came. I won’t get into the sociology of the night this time but the observations made at previous outings continue to hold true. Perhaps, even moreso this time.

After my fourth beer, I was loosened up enough to kinda dance…sort of. I mean, I hadn’t gone out dancing in almost 15 years and I had never done it in four inch stilettos. Then, a cute girl grabbed my hand and pulled me out to dance. She liked me twirling her and asked me at one point if I wanted her to twirl me. Well, the thought hadn’t crossed my mind until she said it. And I’ve never been twirled before. So, I went for it. I didn’t fall over luckily. Came close! But it provided us with much amusement.

99% of the time that we were dancing, we were holding hands. I kept thinking that if my wife saw me dancing hand in hand with this cute girl, she might be jealous. Then, she started dancing with me in a way that I know my wife would be jealous about. It was the close grindy kind of stuff. I mean, twenty years ago when my wife and I went out dancing we didn’t even dance like that. It was so hot that I was scared I’d pop my tuck!

We danced with some other girls off and on, holding hands in trio. One of them was a girl that she came in with and had been dancing with in the same way she eventually started to do with me. And she was even cuter! One of the most gorgeous girls there.

We all realized we had seen each other at previous shows. So, needless to say, I am looking forward to bumping into them next time.

I posted pictures in a gallery linked below. The picture at home is the only one that you can really see the neon shorts under the skirt. There are others from the venue and, of course, some pictures of me with my new friends.

https://www.crossdresserheaven.com/members/trailgirl/mediapress/the-rainbow-rave/