"Oh Cecil, you don't have to worry about me. You know that I won't judgeyou!" Diana pretending to be Craig replies. He put a hand on the fakeDiana's f...ce tenderly.I can't undress in front of her and reveal who I am!Then an idea formed in Craig's panicking mind."Can't I go change in the bathroom? Maybe wear the suit you arewearing?" The fake Diana asked hopefully. After all Craig could pretendto be wearing the Craig suit quite easily without actually having to doso."Of course you can change in. I saw you. You were checking me out as I was doing the same to you. Don’t worry Wade. I’m not annoyed. One of the things you’ll learn about us older women is….there’s nothing more exciting than the thought of a sexy young stud giving us the once over. We enjoy it. Believe me Wade. I did.”I took a step back and following his eyes, looked down at myself to see not only were my nipples jutting out firmly beneath the soft knitted top, but that the top itself was now wet from where my breasts had. That is when Barbara suggested that we try inviting him down to watch the fireworks show from the city tonight. This had been the plan all along, to watch the 4th of July fireworks and cap off the celebrate the holiday with a champagne toast."We should at least invite him." she suggested."Yes, that would be the neighborly thing to do." Tammy agreed."Yeah. It won't hurt anyone to try." Barbara returned.All the husbands had a look of fear on their faces. None of us were so willing to follow. The dress he chose is one that Ive only ever worn once, when I wanted to look trampy for an ex. What little there is of it is silver, and a metallic fabric that slides over my skin and makes my nipples hard. It is a minidress that reaches just below my crotch if I dont make any movements, backless to the top of my arse crack, spaghetti straps leading to a V neck low enough to show the skin between my breasts. It is an indecent dress, never worn out of the house, and I cursed myself for having.