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"Your wife told me you were a crossdresser 12 years ago, still doing it?" Sarah asked me.
Very calm, I sip my coffee and answer, "Yes."
This is how this story got to this point. Sarah has been friend with my wife for about 14 years, out of college they met in the bank they both used to work. They became very good friends. Thirteen years ago I met my wife, she did not know about Iliana, back then I was just trying to be myself with my then girlfriend and one day I decided to let her know about my closet life style.
To my surprised she reacted very well, she asked tons of questions and we moved together not far after that talked. She loved the fact that I wore and til this day I wear prettier panties than her.
Anyway, before the moved together my now wife had told couple of her closest friends that she liked a boy that crossdresses from time to time. Years after she confessed to me about trusting these two friends, which I did not whom they were. I have very good female insticns , but this one flew from me.
Sarah is a good friend, sexy 30 something white girl, 36 D chest, lovely figure, nice and firm butt for all the hours in the gym, long curly dark brown hair, green eyes, and a lovely set of lips. She is your typical executive by day and your lovely nice party lady by late afternoon night.
Hours earlier she called me to see if we can meet to have a chat and some coffee or tea. It was really weird that of nowhere she would request such a thing. No wife or husband , just the two of us for a chat.
I agreed and set a time, somewhere in the middle, between her house and mine. Nothing to hide. Her now husband was not in the picture 12 years ago, they tied the nut, we were at their wedding and multiple times we have spent dinners, coffees and drinks, more than I can remember.
I got to the coffee place first, got a really nice outside table, this was early October and the weather always cooperates. I was wearing a pair of sneakers, no socks, kaky cargo shorts an orange bottom shirt and as usual for Wednesdays a pair of cotton low rise panties from bikini... purple polka dots that matched my shirt.
Sarah arrived 10 minutes late, always running, she sat, put herself together, gave me a kiss in the cheek as an apology and called the waitress.
"Sorry I am late."
"No worries, with this view and this early coffee, and now with you here things are good."
I was wondering what she wanted to talk about and of course I got distracted after the kiss with her perfume, very nice and suttle, as a good flower should smell. Jazmin. She was wearing shorts too, a pair of wedges that standing up, she was as tall as I am. Nice see tru withe blouse that let her nice big boobs show only camoflaged by this lovely nude lacy full cup bra, oh dear I almost got a hard one there.
She ordered the same thing that I was drinking, a large cappuccino and corneto.
She turned her cellphone into silence mode and after the greetings is how this story started.
I was surprised about the question and since we have been friends for a long time I decided to be honest about it.
"Are you surprised?" I asked.
"No really, a decade has passed and I still think is sexy, Angie have told me stories about your love for lingerie, I got jealous, my hubby does not understand that we need some understanding, but he is just a typical male."
I giggle, "Yup he is, too competitive for my taste, dont get me wrong, I am too but I do understand my female side, some times way too much."
She turned red and asked me "are you wearing panties now?"
"Yup as a matter of fact." As I was sitting down I stretched a little, and using my left hand to lover my short on the side enough for her to get a glimpse of my polka dot bikini.
"Nice,"
"Your turn, since you have been bold about asking me these questions, fair is fair." I demanded.
She turned around checking surroundings so nobody but me could see, feeling safe she did the same action but with her right hand. I only see the string that was confirmed to be a low rise lacy beige thong that matched the bra.
"I bet they match your bra."
"Yes they do, fucking Angie she has an expert at home."
We kept drinking our coffees.
"Sarah, I know you wear sexy underwear."
"How do you....know?"
"About 7 years ago we had dinner at that Mediterranean restaurant, you sat next to me, my wife was across from me and David across you. " She raised her eyebrow in suspense. "Your fork fell and you leaned to get it. You were wearing low rise jeans which uncovered this satin flower thong that has been tattooed in my head since then."
She turned red again, took her cup of coffee with her two hands, crossed her legs and lean a little towards the table.
"I had a feeling that you saw them, it was not on purpose, but the fact that someone had seen my undies just got me horny. After we said good byes that night...." She stopped to gather her words very carefully. "I went home, went to the bathroom, pulled my pants and thong down, the cotton 'bridge" was completely soak, I got so horny, I did not contain my self and there in the toilet I started to play with my self."
The images in my head of my friend got me hard. I started to get wet too.
She continued almost whispering, "I can believe I am telling you this, but I had to get it out of myself, first that I knew you love lingerie, and two that you remember that night."
I had to change my sitting position, my manhood noticing my friend biting her lips while she was also moving a little.
"I passed my middle finger in my ... and very slowly began moving it. I was so wet, I almost reached climax and all the sudden decided to stop. Took my pants off, took my thong off and licked it, I also licked my finger. I ran to my bedroom got my dildo from my panty drawer laid in bed and fantasied you been on top of me. I really dont know how big you have it, I did not care."
I officially had a hard on and I had to reach inside my cargo shorts to move my dick a little out if my cotton panties, than of course were wet.
"Are you wet?" Sarah asked me.
"You have no idea, are you?"
"I think so." She replied. This time she did not even look around, moved her hand under her shorts and touched her self proving that she was in heat.
"Oh yeah, do you want to smell?"
"Yes please. Do want to smell mine?"
We both nodded, and at the same time brought out hands to each other. I sniffed first. Her juices were stronger than I could have imagine.
Sarah closed her eyes, smelled and said "my dear...your flavor, is the flavor of the month."
We both giggle, returned to our sitting positions and facing each other, I asked her to keep telling me the story about that night.
"Oh my.... I played for about maybe 30 more seconds with my toy and I reached heaven all by myself, ok, with... you know... my body shaked, moved, exploted like never before, I have made loved many, many times, I have reached multiple orgasms, but nothing like that night."
I was getting wetter and wetter, I wanted to explote too, not we were in public when an idea came to me.
"Listen Sarah, we cant have sex with each other, but that does not stop us for dreaming about it, tell you what. I will exchange my panties with you, now, for this moment."
She got quiet, bit her lower lip, got up took her purse with her leaving her cell phone on the table. She rushed to the bathroom returning 3 minutes later. She opened her purse got hold of her low rise thong and gave it to me.
I was happy, I took it into my pocket, got up went to the bathroom with a half way hard on, locked the door. First I checked her soaked beige panties, and sure enough a huge clue that horny was not the word, it was beyond that.
My shorts were gone , my panties were down, big pre come stain still wet. As I dress commando I started to get a hard again rushing to my table, I decided to settle the check. My companion had already done it and was waiting sitting in the same table, crossing her legs checking her phone.
Ten steps took me to her, inside my right pocket were the panties I was going to give away for playing time, on the left pocket I had my friend's soaking thong, the other pockets are not important.
Standing infront of Sarah thousands of images came to my already horny mind.
I offered my hand to help her stand up, she took it, she kissed me in the cheek and whispered, "where is my present?"
"In my right pocket."
She moved closer, reach inside my pocket and with not alterations put them in her purse.
"Thank you, let the games begin..." She said.
"Say hi to your....whatever, enjoy your day." I said.
Started to walk to the curve to get a taxi and rushed home when she turned to me winked and tapped 3 times her purse.
"I dear.... I will see you later I am sure."
Sarah took a taxi and me.... decided to take one too, I could not wait to get home and play with myself... a mid day story.
I got a text from my friend about 3 hours later.
"We should do this at least once a week, the coffee and the chat were great. S."
Very calm, I sip my coffee and answer, "Yes."
This is how this story got to this point. Sarah has been friend with my wife for about 14 years, out of college they met in the bank they both used to work. They became very good friends. Thirteen years ago I met my wife, she did not know about Iliana, back then I was just trying to be myself with my then girlfriend and one day I decided to let her know about my closet life style.
To my surprised she reacted very well, she asked tons of questions and we moved together not far after that talked. She loved the fact that I wore and til this day I wear prettier panties than her.
Anyway, before the moved together my now wife had told couple of her closest friends that she liked a boy that crossdresses from time to time. Years after she confessed to me about trusting these two friends, which I did not whom they were. I have very good female insticns , but this one flew from me.
Sarah is a good friend, sexy 30 something white girl, 36 D chest, lovely figure, nice and firm butt for all the hours in the gym, long curly dark brown hair, green eyes, and a lovely set of lips. She is your typical executive by day and your lovely nice party lady by late afternoon night.
Hours earlier she called me to see if we can meet to have a chat and some coffee or tea. It was really weird that of nowhere she would request such a thing. No wife or husband , just the two of us for a chat.
I agreed and set a time, somewhere in the middle, between her house and mine. Nothing to hide. Her now husband was not in the picture 12 years ago, they tied the nut, we were at their wedding and multiple times we have spent dinners, coffees and drinks, more than I can remember.
I got to the coffee place first, got a really nice outside table, this was early October and the weather always cooperates. I was wearing a pair of sneakers, no socks, kaky cargo shorts an orange bottom shirt and as usual for Wednesdays a pair of cotton low rise panties from bikini... purple polka dots that matched my shirt.
Sarah arrived 10 minutes late, always running, she sat, put herself together, gave me a kiss in the cheek as an apology and called the waitress.
"Sorry I am late."
"No worries, with this view and this early coffee, and now with you here things are good."
I was wondering what she wanted to talk about and of course I got distracted after the kiss with her perfume, very nice and suttle, as a good flower should smell. Jazmin. She was wearing shorts too, a pair of wedges that standing up, she was as tall as I am. Nice see tru withe blouse that let her nice big boobs show only camoflaged by this lovely nude lacy full cup bra, oh dear I almost got a hard one there.
She ordered the same thing that I was drinking, a large cappuccino and corneto.
She turned her cellphone into silence mode and after the greetings is how this story started.
I was surprised about the question and since we have been friends for a long time I decided to be honest about it.
"Are you surprised?" I asked.
"No really, a decade has passed and I still think is sexy, Angie have told me stories about your love for lingerie, I got jealous, my hubby does not understand that we need some understanding, but he is just a typical male."
I giggle, "Yup he is, too competitive for my taste, dont get me wrong, I am too but I do understand my female side, some times way too much."
She turned red and asked me "are you wearing panties now?"
"Yup as a matter of fact." As I was sitting down I stretched a little, and using my left hand to lover my short on the side enough for her to get a glimpse of my polka dot bikini.
"Nice,"
"Your turn, since you have been bold about asking me these questions, fair is fair." I demanded.
She turned around checking surroundings so nobody but me could see, feeling safe she did the same action but with her right hand. I only see the string that was confirmed to be a low rise lacy beige thong that matched the bra.
"I bet they match your bra."
"Yes they do, fucking Angie she has an expert at home."
We kept drinking our coffees.
"Sarah, I know you wear sexy underwear."
"How do you....know?"
"About 7 years ago we had dinner at that Mediterranean restaurant, you sat next to me, my wife was across from me and David across you. " She raised her eyebrow in suspense. "Your fork fell and you leaned to get it. You were wearing low rise jeans which uncovered this satin flower thong that has been tattooed in my head since then."
She turned red again, took her cup of coffee with her two hands, crossed her legs and lean a little towards the table.
"I had a feeling that you saw them, it was not on purpose, but the fact that someone had seen my undies just got me horny. After we said good byes that night...." She stopped to gather her words very carefully. "I went home, went to the bathroom, pulled my pants and thong down, the cotton 'bridge" was completely soak, I got so horny, I did not contain my self and there in the toilet I started to play with my self."
The images in my head of my friend got me hard. I started to get wet too.
She continued almost whispering, "I can believe I am telling you this, but I had to get it out of myself, first that I knew you love lingerie, and two that you remember that night."
I had to change my sitting position, my manhood noticing my friend biting her lips while she was also moving a little.
"I passed my middle finger in my ... and very slowly began moving it. I was so wet, I almost reached climax and all the sudden decided to stop. Took my pants off, took my thong off and licked it, I also licked my finger. I ran to my bedroom got my dildo from my panty drawer laid in bed and fantasied you been on top of me. I really dont know how big you have it, I did not care."
I officially had a hard on and I had to reach inside my cargo shorts to move my dick a little out if my cotton panties, than of course were wet.
"Are you wet?" Sarah asked me.
"You have no idea, are you?"
"I think so." She replied. This time she did not even look around, moved her hand under her shorts and touched her self proving that she was in heat.
"Oh yeah, do you want to smell?"
"Yes please. Do want to smell mine?"
We both nodded, and at the same time brought out hands to each other. I sniffed first. Her juices were stronger than I could have imagine.
Sarah closed her eyes, smelled and said "my dear...your flavor, is the flavor of the month."
We both giggle, returned to our sitting positions and facing each other, I asked her to keep telling me the story about that night.
"Oh my.... I played for about maybe 30 more seconds with my toy and I reached heaven all by myself, ok, with... you know... my body shaked, moved, exploted like never before, I have made loved many, many times, I have reached multiple orgasms, but nothing like that night."
I was getting wetter and wetter, I wanted to explote too, not we were in public when an idea came to me.
"Listen Sarah, we cant have sex with each other, but that does not stop us for dreaming about it, tell you what. I will exchange my panties with you, now, for this moment."
She got quiet, bit her lower lip, got up took her purse with her leaving her cell phone on the table. She rushed to the bathroom returning 3 minutes later. She opened her purse got hold of her low rise thong and gave it to me.
I was happy, I took it into my pocket, got up went to the bathroom with a half way hard on, locked the door. First I checked her soaked beige panties, and sure enough a huge clue that horny was not the word, it was beyond that.
My shorts were gone , my panties were down, big pre come stain still wet. As I dress commando I started to get a hard again rushing to my table, I decided to settle the check. My companion had already done it and was waiting sitting in the same table, crossing her legs checking her phone.
Ten steps took me to her, inside my right pocket were the panties I was going to give away for playing time, on the left pocket I had my friend's soaking thong, the other pockets are not important.
Standing infront of Sarah thousands of images came to my already horny mind.
I offered my hand to help her stand up, she took it, she kissed me in the cheek and whispered, "where is my present?"
"In my right pocket."
She moved closer, reach inside my pocket and with not alterations put them in her purse.
"Thank you, let the games begin..." She said.
"Say hi to your....whatever, enjoy your day." I said.
Started to walk to the curve to get a taxi and rushed home when she turned to me winked and tapped 3 times her purse.
"I dear.... I will see you later I am sure."
Sarah took a taxi and me.... decided to take one too, I could not wait to get home and play with myself... a mid day story.
I got a text from my friend about 3 hours later.
"We should do this at least once a week, the coffee and the chat were great. S."
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