So I am a trans woman (24F) who use to date another woman for awhile. She was sweet but she also had a lot of problems and it made my life incredibly turbulent. I decided to break up with her and block communication because honestly she didn't take it very well. Fast forward a few years and I'm in a stable relationship with my current partner. I was bored and wanted to go out and do something while he wanted to stay home and play games. I'm pretty confident in myself and don't mind doing things alone so I decided to go to a local antique mall at the center of town. Its a fun way for me to just roam around and look at stuff.

I walked around for a bit looking though tons of stuff I like but would never actually buy when I found myself in the back corner of the store. Like most antique stores there was a little bathroom with a wooden door and a cute sign showing its the men and womens restroom. Suddenly I felt someone grab onto my arm and pull me into the restroom. It wasn't crazy forceful or anything it just caught me off guard so I instinctively followed. She said "Hey can I talk to you for a second" and I think it did register to me who it was right away but again I was just so surprised I went along as she pulled me into the bathroom.

She clicked on the light and shut the door behind us. I was pretty nervous initially but she just seemed happy to see me. She asked me how id been and wanted to know whats been going on. She was surprisingly bubbly compared to what I remembered. We talked for a few minutes and caught up. I apologized and said it must at least be a little awkward running into each other and she said she was just genuinely happy to see me. We talked for a few more minutes before she sheepishly asked what I thought of us trying to be friends again. I explained to her I'd be willing to talk to her and text once in awhile but hanging out would probably not be a good idea because I was dating someone new. Her demeanor changed a bit and she looked uncomfortable for a moment.

She started by saying that its okay and she understands. She then gently grabbed my hands before sliding one of her hands up my arm and gently placing it on my face. She told me she forgot how pretty and cute I was and this made my brain short circuit. I grabbed her hand and quietly tried to tell her she can't do that just as she began rubbing me through my jeans. I was frozen. I knew it was bad but my brain just turned off. Trying to say anything only led to making small noises. She gently squeezed my face as she unbuttoned my pants almost holding me in place not letting me go. She reached into my panties and slowly started stroking me while looking into my eyes. I couldn't break away. She knew I was loving it she could feel how turned on I was. She continued for a few moments before turning me around and pushing me towards the wall. She wrapped one arm around me reaching up into my shirt and bra to squeeze my nipple while she used the other to continue stroking me in my panties. Her body was pushing me forward towards the wall as she went. I know I was moaning I couldn't help it. I remember my hands bracing against the tile of the wall as she pushed into me. She then pulled down my panties and began to fully stroke me while her other hand slipped out from under my bra and up to my neck. She squeezed lightly before pressing her lips to the back of my neck and lightly biting me.

She continued to stroke me for a minute before she said "I know you know how easy it is for you to give in to me. You've always been a slut for me. You always will be" just as she started to squeeze my neck a little tighter. After a few more seconds I couldn't stop myself anymore. I started to cum against the wall and I just remember her doing her sexy "I got you" chuckle as it was happening.

I added her on facebook and told her I would message her. I was embarrassed and overwhelmed but even post orgasm I couldnt help but selfishly think of wanting more. After she left I stayed behind and wiped the tile down that I had came on as I felt bad for making a mess. We've been casually messaging for weeks and nothing has happened. I feel really really bad but I also just feel like I cant control myself sometimes. I know what I want and I know im a really shitty person for it.