I used to share this only with my friends and while sex chat on fb. One of my boyfriends gave this idea of penning down my experiences as stories in I...S. I though its a good idea and then here it goes. This is a combination of reality and fiction just to spice up the heat. This is one of my exhibitionist stories. Me and bf work in same office and in night shifts. We finished our work on friday night and he dropped me in his ktm at my place on saturday morning. I stay with my 3 of my friends in. " Oh Mom, don't worry. Kids his age play dress up all the time. Besides,he is so happy. I think he feels like he is part of our little group now,you know what I mean?"She nodded her head indicating that she understood my point exactly. Therest of the night was like our other date nights, only Cameron was moreinvolved and talkative than before. It was like his new clothes hadallowed him to participate more. That night when we got undressed, Ishowed him how to wash out his tights and we hung them. While my husband watched, Harris and I danced, necked and fondled each other shamelessly. We were oblivious to those around us.My intention was to get frisky at the club for Aaron’s entertainment, then take my husband back to the hotel and give him his birthday fuck. However, due to the combination of my alcohol consumption and my arousal, I succumbed to Aaron's request. I allowed my husband to persuade me to invite my new friend back to our hotel to join us:I left Wish’s, clutching the arms. The dress felt wonderful to wear, with the three petticoatsunderneath to add fullness to the skirt. And it looked amazing on me.My Maid of Honor was helping with the shoot and I told her, "Mary, I amso glad that you and mother talked me into this dress. It's just soright. It feels like it is actually part of me now. I can't believethat I didn't really care for it at first. Thanks for not giving up onthis dress." And I gave Mary a hug.Ron, the photographer, called to me, "Sharon, lets get this.