"What had been said as a joke, she had taken seriously, and she was now ready to do what I had dared her to do.I was about to tell her that I was only...joking and not to worry since I was going to lend her the five dollars anyway when I began to feel my cock growing inside my pants.I will always remember than moment. It was in early morning and we were sitting on a log near the water of the lake. At the time she was wearing a yellow short and a white tank top that did much to reveal the fact. God! I hope this is waterproof!I stood in front of the mirror with it still throbbing away and I admired how it looked on my pussy and with the straps over my hips like a skimpy thong. I put some panties over the top to see how it looked. Apart from the slight bulge at the front, it was almost invisible. I could probably get away wearing tight jeans with this on too.I decided to wear the Butterfly for the whole evening. I remained naked except for the device and walked around my house with it. Leanna finally came out wearing a black corset with garters attaching to her stockings underneath a lacey black dress. Leanna's wig was blonde and her make up said "drag queen", which was odd because she claimed to not know much about dressing and considered herself an inexperienced cross dresser; she even went as far as to put on fake eye lashes. She told me I looked amazing but could see on my bratty face that I wasn't having such a good time and told me so. Rather than waiting Leanna told me. It was hard for me to read his expressionless face. Probably a good poker player, I figured. I decided to drop the strip-club routine and get down to business. He was beginning to creep me out by just sitting there staring at me. Usually by the time I show a guy that much skin he can't keep his hands off me. I have breasts that men just seemed to love to fondle and suck on. They're not that big, but my large, puffy nipples seem to make up for what I lack in overall bulk. But this guy, sitting.