” “It’s, it’s not what it looks like Chris,” I stuttered as my face reddened. “Let’s see just what it does look like shall we,” he...laughed as he grabbed at the cord that was holding my dressing gown together. The front of the gown fell open and my outfit was exposed to his leering eyes. “Well, well, well, so this is what you get up to behind closed doors is it?” he said, with a big grin on his face. “Please don’t tell anyone Chris,” I begged him. “Ha ha ha, your legs look quite good. When she had settled a little, she looked at me with a slight note of concern. "I know that we've got this room all to ourselves, and both of our fathers know that we have been having sex for years, but somehow I would feel weird knowing that they are right next door, and the walls probably aren't that soundproof."I kissed her gently, and smiled. "What matters to me is that we are, once again, going to sleep with each other rather than just waking up together. Having you here with me is what. This dress could go either way—to an Oscar party, or a fuck party. It’s a safe choice. With a mischievous smile she slowly pulls up her hem-line revealing her freshly shaved pussy. “Like it now?” she asked. I reach over and run my thumb up her moist slit until I hit her clit. She is wet and ready to fuck. I massage her button with my thumb. “We could just go back to the house and play alone,” I suggest. She squirms in the seat with her legs spread wide. “No, we’ll take a look,” she coos. Doc. Marsha replaced the straight-cut wig withthe curly one and then Wendy lifted the dress over my head. Iraised my arms so it would slip down over me. It had a sweetheartneckline, which showed off my new titties, and the top was of agauzy material that covered not only the top of my body, butextended down my arms. The impression was so exciting to both thetouch and the eye: the silky feel of the ultra-feminine clotheson my body, and the seemingly modest but very sexy look of thesheer material over.