Fearful that she might invite me over after all, to sit withher and Ginny and ... be introduced to... their guys? Or whoever theywere planning to dine...with, whoever they were dating. Knowing I'dhave to play my assigned role with them, be an amiable woman friend,since identifying myself as a husband would be unimaginablyhumiliating. Then watch them go off with their dates, exchanging afriendly wave goodbye.She took the shamed droop of my head as a 'Yes, I dress like thisall the time,' in answer. My sack was so full already. Literally everything on the trip made me horny at this point. We finally make it back across the country to Virginia. 6 weeks now I havent cummed once. I was so fucking ready to just explode. I had a lot of fun in Virginia. Met a lot of my cousins. A few very hot ones for sure. At this point I did not care. Went to a theme park there, played some putt putt. But the best thing was. I was getting my own room that night. I was staying at one of my aunts house. They had. It fit perfectly, tight across my chest and tummy, but floated away at the waist, barely covering my bum. I rubbed my hands over my nipples, pinching them to make them stand out even more, I wanted dad to see that I was becoming a big girl. The nightgown felt so soft and smooth, so different from my cotton little girl nightgowns. They all had no shape and reached nearly to the floor. This was the perfect Valentines present, and I ran over and gave mom a big hug and kiss. I began turning. Oh how she wished she could bury her face in between those cheeks and never leave! She struggled with an erection, her girl cock dying to be freed, but she couldn’t let Evelyn in on her secret yet. What if she wasn’t into cock, or futa girls? Then what?“Here it is!” Evelyn finally stopped and pulled a book off of one of the middle shelves. She wiped something wet off the cover, drying her hand on her pants. “Looks like someone was getting some practical use out of this one!” “Thanks, Evelyn!.