He just bullied me and Andrea into dresses when everyone else wanted to dress up.” Pat shook her head.“I wasn’t bullied.” Andrea sat next to m... on the corner. “I just didn’t pay attention to what everyone else was wearing until Dean told me to wear a dress.”“So, in conclusion, Dean, what’s the rule today?” Zoë cracked a broad grin.“Uh,” I considered for a second. Everyone was still in pajamas. I almost said pyjama party but there was something purposeful in getting dressed and keeping up. I was soexcited. When I left the store I started to cum. It just happened.Thankfully it was raining pretty heavy, so nobody really noticed becauseeverybody was drenched.AND YOUR FIRST BRA?God, I can't remember. I used to buy them off the rack and hope for thebest. In and out. I wasted so much money. Half the time they were noteven close to fitting. I love wearing bra's, but I only really startedfeeling comfortable in them after my first bra fitting when I was in mytwenties. The woman was so. Well, Rodney would certainly take of that while his wife was away. He’d been fantasizing about Kirsten and jerking off thinking about her for a while now, and he knew that the opportunity was too good to pass up. Even better: Kirsten’s husband was away on business for at least a week, so the timing couldn’t have been better. It was a hot summer evening and Kirsten’s tank top and shorts clung to her voluptuous body in a way that made Rodney want to just take her right then and there. Barely able. Watching it hit the hallway floor she then glanced back up to me and looked me right in the eyes. With a shit eating grin, I shook off all the cum from my dick and pulled the suit all the way up and began to close my curtain. I could see her one hand was still diddling her pussy as she began to shudder to her own orgasm. She closed her curtain and in less than a minute was redressed and left the changing rooms.I waited a good two minutes after she left before I re-opened my curtain a bit. I.