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Number 2 of a series of individual stories. Another Sexy Weekend Away, 2 ? by: Sonia_en_femme Chapter 1 - Plans I arrived home from work and Sally Anne, with a smile on her face said "I've booked up a weekend in the country, lets go upstairs and make plans". On the last weekend away our game of dare ended up with us both going out to the pub wearing nothing but sexy lingerie under coats and that was my first time at wearing women's panties ?what a memory! While I went to have a relaxing shower after my day at the office I heard Sally Anne moving around in the bedroom and better still the chink of glasses. I finished my shower and went into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around my waist and was met with quite a sight. On the dressing table was a bottle of champagne, the room had candles burning for light and to complete the scene Sally Anne was standing there in a black PVC basque, black PVC panties and black stockings with knee high black PVC boots - wow! As if this wasn't enough on the bed was a parcel wrapped in brown paper and I had a strong idea what this would contain. Sally Anne gave me a glass of champagne and a big kiss and said, "Darling, open the present I have bought you". I opened the parcel and inside found a set of the most exquisite lingerie consisting of lilac satin panties, a matching bra and a suspender belt all with layers of white lace. In addition there was also a matching short flared waist petticoat and the inevitable black stockings. I stood looking at the lingerie with my heart beating furiously wondering what was planned. Our last session had happened when Sally Anne had dared me to go our wearing nothing but lingerie in the same way that I had often dared her. I had worn the cut off legs of jeans and a cut off shirt under a mac so that a casual glance did not give away the secret. The evening had culminated in sex on the beach and me having to find my way back to our cottage just in my lingerie because Sally Ann ran off with my coat! We had discussed the events afterwards trying to analyze what we found exciting. Sally Anne said as well as the danger of being found out she found that having me wearing lingerie let her have the fun of a mild lesbian experience while staying faithful to me. I found that the feel of the lingerie was amazing and the risk of being caught raised the pleasure to an ultimate experience. I had thought long and hard about how far I wanted to go in wearing woman's clothes and finally decided that I had no desire at all to dress full time or live as a woman. What I found exciting was being a man in woman's clothes and the sexier these were the better. "Put these on and lets make plans, Sally Anne said and she picked u the suspender belt and passed it around my waist. In ecstasy I picked up the stockings and pulled them gently up my legs and fastened them to the clips on the suspenders. I picked up the panties and felt them lying lightly in my hands. I bent down and slipped my legs into them and pulled them up to my waist tucking my stiff penis into them as best as I could. Sally Anne fastened the bra round me and gave me an enormous hug and deep kiss. As I kissed her I glanced into the mirror and saw a very sexy sight of a PVC clad woman kissing a panty clad man. "Try the petticoat, I think it will make you look very sexy," said Sally Anne and passed it to me. This was a new experience and I stepped into it and pulled it up to my waist. It felt wonderful as well as the feel of the stockings pulling on the suspenders when I walked the petticoat swished around my legs and as I turned it flared out even more. I stood in front of the mirror and admired what I saw which to me was a truly sexy sight. I bent over and lifted the hem of the petticoat and the sight of the lilac satin panties with the layers of lace and the black stockings beneath was superb. After a few more minutes admiring the view Sally Anne suggested we sat on the bed and planned the weekend. She puffed the pillows up and sat back with her glass of champagne. "I've left the cottage brochure downstairs. Would you go and get it for me?" she said. As I went downstairs the petticoat flared out and would have looked very sexy from below. It felt amazing walking around my house dressed in sexy satin lingerie. To get from the bedroom to the kitchen, where the brochure was, involved walking past the half glazed front door and then the full length of the living room with its window facing the road. I took a look and saw there was no one outside and walked to the kitchen on full show. If anyone had looked towards the house they would have seen a man in a lilac frilly bra, short swishy petticoat and stockings walking through the room exposed for all to see! Having got the brochure I returned upstairs. My heart was beating even faster as walking back through the living room as I could see out the window and saw a car drive by as well as a man walking his dog. The thought of being seen was fantastic and my erection strained at the panties and pushed out the front of the petticoat. As I arrived back in the bedroom Sally Anne saw my state of excitement and decided the planning could wait a while! Making love wearing panties was incredible. The petticoat was lifted up around my waist and my penis taken out through the leg of the panties and looking down as we made love was an incredible sight of satin, lace and PVC and thrashing bodies. We finally got around to planning the weekend some considerable time later and, with the memories of the evening so far, our plans were certainly sexy. Sally Anne's first idea was that we were both to wear sexy lingerie all weekend! When I said I would hardly be able to wait to get there to change she laughed and said that all weekend meant ALL weekend! She said that in the car we would each wear our stockings and panties on full view but she agreed to allow us to wear a jumper or shirt so we at least appeared semi decent. I drive a high 4x4 so our state of undress would not be too obvious unless we were parked next to a lorry! Sally Anne also agreed to having some jog trousers available in case of the car breaking down but insisted they were for emergency use only. The cottage she had chosen was very remote so there would be little chance of being seen, so a weekend of a perpetual erection seem inevitable! Sally Anne went over to the wardrobe and brought out another bag. She opened it and produced two new sections of trouser leg and a new cut off shirt. "I have made better versions of the cut off trousers and shirt in case we wanted to go out to the pub," she said. This time the trousers were a lighter fabric and she had hemmed them and fitted elastic so they were easy to put on and as before with a coat on top it was difficult to tell that anything was unusual. We spent the next while making further plans until Sally Anne dropped another bombshell. "I want to go with you to the sex shop in town and buy some more things for the weekend," she said, "and I want to go with us both in our lingerie under our coats"! She insisted we went tomorrow and I arranged to come home from work early to get ready. With the plans made and the exciting thought of tomorrows excursion we made love again before collapsing in bed from exhaustion still wearing our panties to a night of erotic dreams! Chapter 2 - A Day at Work The next morning when I woke the memory of the night before came vividly back to me and as I lifted the duvet and looked at my lingerie clad body I had an immediate erection. Sally Anne woke up and looked at me and gave a huge smile. "Good morning to you my sexy girlfriend," she said. Seeing my penis straining at the panties she pushed the duvet aside, climbed on top of me thrusting her PVC clad bottom in my face. I pulled the leg of her panties to one side and she did the same to me and what followed was the oral sex to beat all oral sex! What a way to wake up. Finally we got up and I felt a little disappointed in taking off my lingerie as I went for a shower. As I showered Sally Anne talked to me about her plans for our trip that afternoon and the fun we would have at the weekend. When I had toweled off and came into the bedroom Sally Anne had laid out my business suit ready for me complete with the pair of frilly red satin panties I had worn for my first adventure. "I thought these would keep you in the mood for this afternoon," she said with a smile on her face. As she watched me, I slowly pulled the panties on and stood for a moment remembering the last time I wore them. I continued to dress and thought what a sight as I pulled the trousers up over the satin panties. The panties felt very good below my trousers with the satin material slipping against the trouser fabric. What's more if I felt the trousers I could feel the layers of lace on the panties below. I thought it was going to be difficult to concentrate today! I arranged to be home at 4.00 and left for the office after another very passionate kiss. The day dragged incredibly with the only thing that made it passable was frequent trips to the toilets where I went into the cubicle and lowered my trousers and looked at my panty clad body. I left the office and arrived home twenty minutes early. Sally Anne suggested I took a shower before getting ready to go. We showered together and found that the twenty minutes was put to good use! Chapter 3 - The Shopping Trip Sally Anne had washed and ironed my lilac set of lingerie and had it laid out on the bed ready. Knowing my love of satin Sally Anne had chosen for herself a matching white satin set of bra, panties and suspender belt with white stockings and a white lace petticoat which was see through so you could see the panties and suspenders below - she looked very sexy. I slowly got dressed loving the feel and the look of the sexy lilac lingerie. We kissed and cuddled each other caressing our bodies through the satin and lace with our excitement rising. "Stop," Sally Anne said breathlessly, "There will be time for this later, lets go". I pulled on my cut off trouser legs so they were sitting above my knee and buttoned up the cut off shirt and finally put on my mac. With the mac done up I looked 'normal' but if you opened the mac what a view! Sally Anne decided to complete her sexy outfit with white high heels and a short white PVC coat that only just covered the hem of her petticoat. I went downstairs first and looked back as Sally Anne came down and saw one of my favourite sights looking up her coat to flashes of petticoat and stocking top. We went from the kitchen into the garage and got into the car. As I sat down the coat opened slightly and my stocking clad leg was on show above my cut off trouser leg. I went to cover it up but Sally Anne stopped me and reminded me that when we went away for the weekend I would be showing far more than this. I pressed the door control and opened the garage door and backed out and headed towards town. We arrived without incident and parked near to a reasonably large sex shop. As Sally Anne got out of the car I saw a cyclist wobble and nearly fall off his bike with his eyes fixed in her direction and I realised that he had been treated to a spectacular flash by her. I got out carefully, not to do the same as a flash from me might get an unusual response! I tried to make myself respectable but knowing that I was wearing stockings and panties and going to a sex shop was causing me quite a problem and the best I could do was to pull the belt of my coat tight and hope no one noticed my erection. We had not visited this sex shop before and as we went in we looked around at the vast selection of erotic clothing and sex toys. Sally Anne let out a noise that was a cross between a gasp and a sigh and I knew my credit card was going to take a hammering. Sally Anne said hello to the guy who runs the shop and then went across to the lingerie section. "What do you like," she asked me. I looked at the selection of satin, PVC, leather, and lace. I do not like skimpy lingerie and this discounted a lot of the choice but there was still a wonderful selection left. There was some coloured PVC that looked very sexy and a spectacular set of matching satin panties, bra and suspender belt in orange with black lace trim which I spent some time gazing at. Sally Anne took control and picked up the orange and black set complete with a matching waist petticoat that seemed rather short but was beautifully pretty with lace and ruching. She then selected a pink satin corset with black lace trim and matching panties and placed the selections on the counter. She went across to the rubber wear and touched them. "Do you like the idea of me in rubber?" she asked a little breathlessly and seeing the expression on my face she did not wait for an answer but started browsing through the rack. At the back of the rack she found a black rubber corset, full cut black rubber panties but with an open crotch, and black rubber stockings all of which were added to the pile. Sally Anne then went across to the PVC outfits and started browsing. She loved PVC and already had quite a selection but what she found was the best yet. She found a purple corset with black lace trim and an integral short chiffon petticoat edged with purple satin ribbon. This had matching purple PVC panties again with lace trim. The contrast between the PVC and the lace was very sexy. Like a child in a sweet shop Sally Anne shopped on. She picked up a maids outfit with matching frilly panties and petticoats and then she picked up a flared black satin skirt. I was beginning to worry if my credit card would support this expenditure but at last she seemed to have finished until, as she walked across to the counter, she saw the rack of toys. After a few minutes looking she picked up a vibrator and a pair of egg like things I did not recognise. I had been so engrossed with what she had been buying I had almost forgotten how I was dressed but as I gazed at the pile of lingerie I thought of us both standing there in the shop wearing our panties with little else on. Sally Anne used her credit card and the bill came to over ?400! I stood behind Sally Anne while the shop assistant had the card payment authorised and packed our purchases. Sally Anne leant back and put an arm behind her which found its way into my coat and started caressing me. Not to miss a chance I lifted the back of her coat and stroked her panty covered bottom. Luckily the guy ignored us and completed packing our purchases. What I didn't notice was that Sally Anne had undone a few of my macs buttons so when she moved away to pick up our parcels I was standing in the shop with my stockinged legs and petticoat on show! Whether he saw me or not I will never know but as I covered myself and picked up the packages he gave me a wink. We left the shop and started walking back to our car. Walking along the road with parcels of sexy lingerie and feeling my stockings pull at the suspender belt reminding me of the sexy lingerie I was wearing gave me an incredible feeling. After putting our purchases into the back Sally Anne said that we have more shopping to do. She grabbed my arm and headed off towards the town centre and into the main department store. As we headed for the escalator I lagged a little behind and my plan payed off again as I had a wonderful view of her lingerie under her coat as she went before me. I wondered if I was showing anything to those below! Sally Anne picked up a basket and went to the hosiery department and selected several packets and added them to the basket. Next it was off to the lingerie department. I looked around while she browsed and saw the very outfit I was wearing on the rack. I went across to it and touched the panties and admired the prettiness and thinking if only people knew that I was standing in the shop wearing just these items. When I turned around Sally Anne was just completing her purchases and had more bags and I wondered what she had bought. Chapter 4 - The Park As we left the shop she suggested going back through the park and she promised me to give me some flashes of her lingerie on the way. Never to miss an opportunity to see her in lingerie I readily agreed and we started walking. As soon as we were in the park and away from the main road she undid her coat and there she was in the early evening walking along with her panties and stockings on full view through the wisp of lace of her petticoat. Although the path had shrubs either side so we were fairly secluded there were people around and if someone walked around the corner it would have been unlikely that she could have covered up in time. With her coat still open she came over to me and we kissed. "Your turn," she said with a broad grin on her face. My mouth went dry. It is one thing to be out flashing late at night as we had done on that first occasion but here was something different. With shaking hands I undid the coat and gave her a quick look. "That's not good enough," she said facing me with all her lingerie on show. She bent down and made me lift my legs so she could pull off my cut off trousers and this was followed by the cut off shirt. "I don't want these to spoil your look." She then kissed me with a deep passionate kiss and as we kissed I relaxed and allowed my coat to open so our lingerie covered bodies joined. Apart from stocking covered legs below my coat the two coats met at the sides so from the outside we appeared like two lovers kissing but between us was a picture of white and lilac satin and frills. I caressed Sally Anne's breast through her bra and then carefully lifted her breast out of the bra and kissed it. As I kissed her I could look down at an incredible sight. What a way to dress and what a place to be standing in. I was so engrossed in looking and kissing that I did not hear someone approaching until it was too late. I glanced over Sally Anne's shoulder to see a man walking his dog approaching. It was too late to cover up so all we could do was to stay in our embrace and to hope that the way the coats were lying left nothing too obvious on view and that he did not see I had no trousers on. I held my breath as he approached, nodding hello as he passed. As he turned the corner we separated and laughed. Having made sure there was no one else approaching I pulling open my coat and stood with my bra and petticoat on full show for Sally Anne. "Take off the petticoat," she said, "I love to see you in panties and stockings." I was a little disappointed taking the petticoat off as the feel of the petticoat was lovely but obliged and having stepped out of it I folded it and added it to one of our bags. So there I was in bra, panties and stockings standing exposed in the park with Sally Anne facing me with her see through petticoat showing me her lingerie. To say I had an erection was the understatement of all time. "Come on lets go home," I said and buttoned up my coat. "Let me have my cut off trousers." To my horror Sally Anne let out a squeal of glee and darted off doing her coat up as she went. Once again she had put me in a situation that left me very exposed! There was nothing to it but to brazen it out and so I started walking back to the car - A man walking through the park with stocking covered legs below a mac! There were not many people in the park and although I did get a few funny looks, I made it back without major incident and was very relieved that I had the car keys! As we headed home Sally Anne opened her coat and leant across and undid mine. "I thought I would give you a taste of what our trip away will be like," she said. So there we both were driving back home sitting in the car in panties and stockings. Every time I glanced down or across to Sally Anne I saw such a sexy sight I could not wait to get home. We drove into the garage and I pressed the remote for the garage door but before the door was even shut Sally Anne had thrown off her coat and jumped from the car. I at least waited until the door was shut to do the same and unable to wait any longer I bent her across the bonnet, lifted her petticoat, pulled her panties to the side and made ferocious love to her. Looking down seeing her satin covered bottom part covered by the lacy petticoat, with two sets of stocking covered legs below and my penis sticking out the side of my lilac panties thrusting into her was so amazing that I knew I would not be able to last long. I knew I had not satisfied Sally Anne so I turned her to me and as I kissed her I very gently carressed her clitoris until she orgasmed as she literally hung around my neck. After a few minutes we finally relaxed and she again kissed me. "We are an odd couple aren't we?" she said quietly in my ear. "Come on lets have supper". With that she collected our parcels and went into the house. I wanted to open up our purchases and have a look but she refused saying it would be more exciting to wait. "But if you stay dressed as you are we will find a nice way to finish off the evening" she said. So a very exciting day ended eating a steak meal dressed in panties followed by a wonderful evening in bed. Chapter 5 - Getting Ready Sally Anne would not let me look at the lingerie we had bought and in spite of several dropped hints she did not allow me to wear any panties. "Our trip away is the weekend after next and you must wait," she said, "I have plenty planned for you". The time until our trip dragged like nothing I have ever known. All that kept me going was the memories of our adventures so far and the thought of what was to come. We discussed the plans and Sally Anne said that I must do whatever she wanted and in return she would dress and act as I desired. Knowing what Sally Anne had got me to do so far left me eager with anticipation. The Friday of our departure finally arrived and I got home from work early and was met by Sally Anne at the door who gave me a wonderful kiss. "I have packed the car so all that is to be done is to shower and change and we were off," she said. I went upstairs followed by Sally Anne, stripped off and went into the shower immediately followed by Sally Anne! We kissed and cuddled like newly weds and washed each other but she would not let me make love to her. "Later," was all that she said. She insisted that I shaved my legs. I protested as I felt I would look rather odd with no hair but she said that body builders shaved their legs and she said it spoilt the look of stockings if there was hair sticking through them. Reluctantly I agreed. Once out of the shower we went back into the bedroom and she folded back the bed spread to show the clothes we were to wear. Laid out on the bed were the purple PVC corset and panties for Sally Anne and I was delighted to see that laid on the bed was the matching set of orange and black panties, bra and suspender belt. The matching short petticoat was not there so I assumed it was packed. "Can you help me lace my corset first," she said and passed it to me. Up the rear of the corset were hooks and eyes and up the front were black laces. As I looked at it she pulled on her panties as the corset was designed to be worn over them. The panties on their own looked very sexy. They were quite full measuring about 4" at the sides and had two layers of black lace around the legs and a further layer around the waist and the contrast between the PVC and the soft lace was superb. I undid the hooks and eyes of the corset and hooked her arms through the straps and tried to do it up but it would not reach. Sally Anne undid the laces a little at the front and I was able to hook up the back. With that done she turned around and starting from the bottom I laced up the front pulling the laces hard to tighten the corset. "Just you wait until you try yours on!" she said. Once it was tight I fastened the laces in a bow and admired the shape it had given her. Her breasts were accentuated and her normally good figure was improved to a very sexy hour glass shape. She picked up her stockings and pulled them gently up her legs. "Are my seams straight?" she questioned. I adjusted them slightly and then helped attach them to the suspenders and stood back to admire her. She looked extremely sexy and the outfit was transformed further when she put on high black patent leather boots. "Your turn," she said with a smile and picked up the suspender belt, "Turn round." She fastened the suspender belt behind me and then passed me the stockings. I sat on the bed and pulled the stockings up my legs and fastened them to the suspenders. As with every time I dressed in lingerie I had the most amazing feeling of excitement. "We will have to do something about this," said Sally Anne as she took hold of my penis which needless to say was somewhat stiff. Sally Anne then bent to her knees and took my penis into her mouth and started caressing and sucking furiously. The sight of my PVC clad wife sucking my penis while I sat on the bed wearing stockings and surrounded with the bra and panties I would soon be wearing was very sexy and I knew this would be short and sweet. After a few minutes I grabbed her head and came in her mouth. Sally Anne did not often give me oral sex and this time was so much better because she did it without my suggestion and really seemed to enjoy herself. "Quick, put on your panties as I don't think it will be long before you are erect again. I did as she said and tucked my penis away. I put on the bra and we stood looking at each other. She took my hand and pulled me over to the mirror and we looked at the two sexy people dressed in lingerie who looked back at us. I though that my lingerie looked very sexy, the panties had a lot of black lace and this was mirrored on the suspender belt and bra. Sally Anne's corset looked stunning and the chiffon petticoat came down to just above the stocking tops but was sheer enough that you could see her panties and suspenders below. Sally Anne handed me a pair of women's shoes that she said she got at the market. They were a little small but fitted. We looked at each other and then kissed a long passionate kiss. "Look at my toy," she said and picked up the two egg shaped things she had bought. "They are called Duo Balls," she explained and they are supposed to give me wonderful feelings. I picked them up and was intrigued to see the two egg shaped balls attached to a length of string. Inside they had a heavy ball which moved as I moved them. Sally Anne took them from me, pulled her panties to one side and pushed them into her vagina. "It is supposed to feel good when I move," she said and with that she walked around the room. As she moved a smile came on her face. "I think I am going to like these," she said. "It's about time we went," she said. She went over to her wardrobe and took out two silk shirts, one black and one purple. "You can wear this so you are not quite so exposed for all to see" she said and handed me the black one and then put on her purple one. "Its not a very masculine shirt," I complained putting on the shirt. Sally Anne burst out laughing and said, "How can you complain that the shirt is not masculine when you are standing their in panties. "Come on lets go". Chapter 6 - The Journey We went down to the garage through the kitchen. I opened the door to the garage and was expecting the main garage door to be shut so I could get into the car without risk of being seen but Sally Anne had other ideas. The garage door was open! Without pausing to see if the coast was clear she walked out into the garage and got into the car. She looked incredibly sexy with her panty covered bottom swaying across the floor on full view to any passing person. I felt rather less confident and looked out of the garage to make sure it was safe. Yet again the thrill I got from wearing panties outside where I could be seen was immense. As I walked around to the drivers side a car went by and I stood still until it passed. If the driver had looked in my direction he would have certainly had a surprise. "Do we really dare to do this," I asked Sally Anne, looking first at her exposed panties and stockings and then at my panties and stockings. "I think this is so sexy," she said, "I love looking at you in panties and I love the exhibitionism of going out like this." So with that I started the car and backed down the drive, pulled out into the road and we were on our way. The first bit of the run involved driving through the outskirts of our town heading for the motorway, there were lots of people around and I really thought we would be discovered. At one point we pulled up at traffic lights and a motorcyclist pulled up beside us. I held my breath in case he looked to his side as he would have seen everything. The lights changed and I relaxed as we pulled away and after a few more miles we finally reached the motorway. As I drove I could not stop myself looking down at my stockinged legs. The blouse covered the top of my panties but the panties were clearly on view. I looked at Sally Anne and saw her hand under her chiffon petticoat and her face looked flushed. "Are you having fun," I asked. "The duo balls are fantastic. Every bump and turn causes them to move and I get ripples of pleasure through my body. With that her hand slid under her panties and I saw her shut her eyes and lean back in the seat with her breathing becoming slower and deeper as she built up to what turned out to be her first of many orgasms. As we drove along the motorway we passed some lorries which being higher than us would have had a clear view of Sally Anne in the passenger seat, and probably me too. When the traffic built up at one point we traveled beside a lorry for a while and he obviously saw Sally Anne as he tooted his horn and leant out of his window. Sally Anne waved to him. I wonder if he saw me. We left the motorway and headed into the country. "I need to go to the toilet" said Sally Anne. A little further on there was a gate at the side of the road leading into a small wood and I pulled up there. Without even looking to see if there was anyone around Sally Anne hopped out of the car and disappeared into the wood. The sight of her dressed as she was walking into the wood was almost too much for me. Although it was early evening the sun had not set and I wondered if I dared to follow her. Like her I needed to go to the toilet so I checked the mirrors and seeing there was no one around I climbed out of the car and headed for the wood. As I walked the feel of the cool air on my part naked body and the pull of the stockings on the suspenders added to the fact that I was walking exposed for all to see in sexy lingerie and gave me a tremendous thrill. I went behind a tree and as I attended to the call of nature I yet again thought what a sight as I looked down at my penis sticking out from my panties framed by the stockings below. Having finished I started walking back to the car and Sally Anne came over to me and kissed me. The kiss became more passionate and she started feeling my bottom through my panties. I did the same to her and then moved my hand round to her front and rubbed first the outside of her panties and then slipped my fingers beneath. I have never felt her so wet and my fingers traced the line of the string of her duo balls before finding her clitoris. As my fingers gently caressed her her breathing again deepened and she clung to me tensing every muscle in her body as she orgasmed again. Seeing her shuddering with her orgasm almost made me come in my panties but I wanted to hold back until I could make love to her later. As her orgasm subsided we kissed long and passionately. After a time we headed back to the car. As we left the cover of the trees we heard a car approaching. Sally Anne said, "I dare you to stand on full view as the car passes." We were about 5m from the car with no immediate cover. Either side of the gate was a hedge so although totally exposed the view would be limited so I agreed and so we stood there. If the car driver looked our way he would see two people standing in lingerie. A girl in a purple PVC corset and panties and the other, a man, in orange satin panties and stockings! Quite what I would have done if the car stopped I do not know but the thrill of standing there so close to being seen was terrific. The car seemed to slow but then passed and we both let out a sigh of relief as the car disappeared along the road. We went back to the car and got back in and set off again. "How are we going to get the key when we get to the cottage?" I asked. "You can stay in the car and I have brought my black wrap around skirt with me so I will be semi decent," she replied. I thought about this. The skirt she referred to was one of my very favourites because it was short. She normally did not wear it out with stockings as it barely covered her stocking tops but around the house was very sexy as I got lots of flashes of her lingerie. I wondered how much she would show the owner of the cottage! "I'll put on my trousers just in case," I said but Sally Anne had other ideas. "Oh no, you stay as you are," she said, "I packed all your clothes for the weekend!" So much for the jog trousers in the back she had offered! As we approached our destination my stomach began to churn at the thought of what might happen but also my erection in the panties, which had barely subsided since leaving home, seemed to grow even more. The risk of discovery again was heightening my excitement. The cottage we had booked was an old woodman's cottage set rather some considerable distance from any civilization at the far side of a wood. The keys were to be collected from the caretakers house in the village. I pulled the car up just before the caretakers house. Sally Anne reached behind her and grabbed her skirt and leant forward to wrap it around her. Once fastened it seemed to cover nothing leaving her stockings on full view. "You can't go out like that," I said. "Just watch me" she replied and opened the door. Luckily as she got out she pulled the skirt down and it covered more than I expected although as she strode up the path I could see the reinforced top to the stocking clearly below the skirt. She knocked on the door and after a few seconds the door opened and an elderly man stood there. As she stood taking to him she reached behind her and lifted her skirt to give me a view of her stockinged legs and PVC panties. After a few seconds the man handed her a bunch of keys and pointed up the road. As she turned and headed back to the car to my horror the man followed. I thought about driving off but instead opened the window and hoped the man would not come right up to the car. With the high 4x4 he would not know what I was wearing unless he came close. He came closer and closer and stopped only a few metres away and started giving me directions. I slid in my seat as close to the door as I could and tried to listen to what he said but all I could think of was me sitting talking to this man while wearing stockings and panties on full view! Finally he finished and returned to his cottage. Sally Anne got back into the car and as we pulled away she whipped off her skirt and tossed it into the back. A mile from the village we headed up a small winding lane and came to a gate which had a sign say 'Woodman's Cottage'. Without a second thought Sally Anne jumped out of the car and went to open the gate. The sight of her in her stockings and PVC panties walking to the gate was so sexy. I drove through the gate and she shut it and climbed back in. We followed the track up beside a field skirting the woods and finally reached our cottage. It was very remote and had views across the fields for miles. Sally Anne got out of the car and headed across to the cottage. I watched her go admiring once again the sexy sight and then got out and followed. Once again it felt wonderfully exciting walking around in my panties on full view! The cottage was quite basic but for what we wanted was perfect. After a quick look around I went back to the car and got our suitcases and brought them into the cottage. I took them upstairs and opened them to put our clothes away. As I opened the cases and started putting the clothes into the cupboard it suddenly dawned on me that there were none of my clothes packed!! Chapter 7 - Evening Games "Where are my clothes?" I asked Sally Anne. "There," she replied pointing to the array of lingerie and dresses that now hung in the wardrobe. "You are going to be my lesbian lover for the weekend." For the second time that day my protest of masculinity was compromised by me standing there in my panties! "Lets have a shower and then you can get me my supper," she said, "I really feel like being waited on"! With that we went upstairs and stripped off our lingerie and jointly showered. I washed Sally Anne's hair and gently soaped her body spending more time than was absolutely necessary washing her breasts and vagina. She left me to finish my shower and as she walked back towards the bedroom she said, "Would you like me to wear my rubber outfit?" If she had seen my almost instant erection she would have known the answer without words but instead I assured her of how much I would love it and carried on showering. When I finished and returned to the bedroom she was dressed and what a sight. The black rubber corset was very tight and fitted her body like a glove. Her bottom was encased in the rubber panties which seemed to accentuate her womanly curves. The bottom edge of the corset had eight suspenders, four on each side, and these were attached to the rubber stockings and on her feet she had very high stiletto shoes with an ankle strap. After pausing for a second to take in the sight I went to her and held her. The mixture of smells from her perfume and the rubber was so erotic and the feel of her second skin was indescribable. She separated from me and lay back on the bed and said, "What do you think?" and with that allowed her knees to open wide causing the crotch of the panties to open and her inner self was exposed as a glistening pink oasis amid the rubber skin. "This rubber is the most sexy thing I have ever worn she said and as I went to her on the bed she neatly rolled to the side and stood up. "Oh no you don't," she commanded, "I want to be fed, get dressed." She turned to the wardrobe and picked out the French Maids costume and thrust it at me. "I thought you were going to be wearing that," I protested. "Why would I wear it when you are waiting on me," she replied and passed me the white satin suspender belt. I fastened it around my waist and pulled on the seamed stockings she offered. Next came the bra and the frilliest panties I had ever seen followed by a very short petticoat with so many layers of lace that it stuck out around me. The dress was a typical maids dress from a sex shop in black satin with white lace trim. I slipped it over my head and arranged the skirt over the petticoat. As Sally Anne did up the buttons at the back she lifted the petticoat and first stroked my bottom and then gave it a quick smack and said, "I want dinner in half an hour". Before heading to the kitchen I looked at myself in the mirror. I must say that I did think I looked sexy. The dress flared out from the waist and when I was standing still it covered the frilly panties but the stockings were fully visible straining at the suspenders. I turned around and bent slightly and looked back at the mirror to see my panties now framed by the petticoat and layers of lace. As I walked to the kitchen the petticoats rustled and the way they swirled about me felt incredible. Luckily the flared petticoat disguised the raging erection which might have distracted from the appearance of the outfit. We had brought food for the first night with us which consisted of steak and a selection of ready made dishes that just needed reheating so I could cope well and got on with the job. Having put the dishes in the oven to heat I opened a bottle of champagne and took it to Sally Anne in the living room before cooking the steak. As I went into the room I stopped at the door to enjoy the sight. Sally Anne was laying back on the sofa with her eyes closed. She had the top of her corset pulled down and one hand was caressing her breasts while the other held the vibrator she had bought and with her legs wide open she was gently rubbing the vibrator around her clitoris. I stood still and enjoyed the erotic sight of my rubber clad wife masturbating to orgasm. As she got closer to her orgasm she squirmed on the sofa and pinched her nipples and then she thrust the vibrator into her vagina and moved her free hand to her clitoris. She pushed the vibrator deep inside her and clenched her thighs closed around her dancing figures, she held her breath and screwed up her eyes as the waves of pleasure flooded through her. As I watched the show I lifted my skirt and petticoat and my hand went into my panties and I gave my penis the attention it craved. Glancing between my wife masturbating, dressed in rubber and myself standing in frilly panties watching her was another image to add to the many that will fill my thoughts for years to come. As she orgasmed my hand moved more frantically and as my orgasm approached I suddenly heard Sally Anne say, "Stop that, you may only relieve yourself when I say you can." I removed my hand and tried to arrange my penis in my panties before allowing the skirt and petticoat to drop back into place. Sally Anne's game of domination had its draw backs! Chapter 8 - The Punishment "As punishment for masturbating without my permission you must walk to the bottom of the hill and back," she said. The cottage had woods behind and faced a shallow hill, which lead down to a small country lane. The field had low hedges around it but apart from that had no cover and anyone driving along the lane or walking in the surrounding area would have a very clear view of anything happening in that field. I did not even bother to protest because the look on her face told me that any protest would be wasted. It was early evening and the sun was still above the horizon and so my only hope of not being seen on my walk was that no one would come by. I went to the front door and into the garden and over to the edge of the field and then after a quick look around I set off. The swish of my petticoats and the cool air around my exposed thighs made sure I did not forget how I was dressed. As I walked down the hill I kept close to the hedge in a futile attempt of cover. If I was seen what would I say to explain why as a man I was wearing a French maids costume with frilly panties and stockings walking along the side of a field! Although the trip down was uneventful again wearing sexy lingerie in public was giving me an extraordinary thrill. As I walked I touched the skirt and petticoat and felt my bottom through the layers of lace and occasionally give my penis a quick rub although I dare not do more as I knew Sally Anne would be watching me. Having reached the bottom I was about to turn and head back when I heard voices. I crouched down by the hedge and held my breath. A young couple were cycling along the lane and as they approached I heard the girl say, "I need to tale a leak". They stopped at the gate to the field and I heard them get off their bikes. I looked around in panic to see where I could hide but there was nowhere. All I could do was crouch back tight against the hedge and hope that the long grass at the edge of the field was enough to hide me. They climbed over the fence and were within a few metres of where I crouched. The girl headed in my direction and the boy the other direction. She dropped her cycling shorts and I was offered a nice view of her in her panties before she pulled them down and squatted, luckily with her back to me. When she had finished she pulled her panties up and before she could pull her shorts up her boyfriend had come across to her and grabbed her and started kissing her and rubbing her bottom. All I needed was them to decide to make love and move a little further away from the gate and I would have been seen for sure but to my relief she pushed his advances away. "If you think I am going to let you make love to me here and then cycle 10 miles home with soggy knickers you've got another think coming," she said and pulled her shorts up and ran to the gate. A few seconds later and they were gone. I stood up and looked down at myself. My flared skirt and petticoat was flared even more than normal by the huge erection that was straining at my frilly panties. Although again I thought about how would I have explained what I was doing the excitement of being so nearly caught was fantastic. I waited a few minutes more and then started to climb back to the cottage knowing that anyone looking up from the road would see a spectacular view of my frilly panties and stockings below the short dress. When I got back Sally Anne was standing by the gate in her rubber lingerie with her hand once again in the open crotch of her panties. As I went through the gate she kissed me and caressed me, running her hands under my skirt, over my bottom and over my legs above the tops of the stockings in a similar way that I love to feel her when she is dressed sexily. "You look so sexy, my little maid, walking up the field in your sexy outfit," she said. We went back into the cottage and I went back into the kitchen to try to salvage our meal. Sally Anne had turned the oven down so after quickly frying the steaks I was able to serve a reasonable meal to her. As we ate we talked over the events of the day but she would give no clue of her plans for the next day. Had anyone looked through the window at us as we ate we would have looked rather odd - a woman dressed in rubber and a man dressed as a French Maid! After we had eaten I lit the fire and we sat on the rug sipping brandy. This was not as relaxing as it sounds because sitting on the back of the petticoat caused the front to rise so my panties were fully on view. Within my panties my erection was straining at the fabric because the sight of Sally Anne opposite me was pretty exciting with her rubber corset and stockings, enhanced further by her sitting part cross legged so her open crotch panties were open again showing her very aroused state. Having tormented me long enough she pushed me onto my back and then moved on top of me facing my feet and placing her vagina over my mouth leaving me in no doubt of what she wanted. Her normally sexy smell was very pronounced after her evening of arousal coupled with the smell of the rubber. She was very wet and I had a delightful time kissing and licking her intimate areas. She did not touch me but gave me a running commentary about how good what I was doing to her felt and how sexy I looked in my panties and stockings. This was almost more arousing than being touched and I thought I would not be able to last much longer. Her talk got ruder and ruder and then finally when I thought my tongue would be totally worn out she tensed and gripped my face with her legs as she orgasmed. As the orgasm went through her body she gripped my face tightly and ground her vagina over my mouth in a very erotic way. After a few more seconds she rolled off me and said, "Quick, make love to me now" and with that she lay on her back and opened her legs. I paused for a second to look at the beautiful sight before me, then pulled my penis through the leg of the panties and made love to my wife. Knowing how I was dressed and looking at my wife in her rubber corset enhanced our love making and what followed was somewhat frantic but wonderful! Finally I rolled off her and we lay cuddling in front of the dying fire and mulled over the events of the day. Eventually we headed for bed and I felt slightly disappointed that I was going to have to take off my outfit until I saw on the bed two matching sets of baby doll pyjamas! One set was in pink the other a light yellow and each had matching panties with frills around the legs and waist. "If we girls are having a sleep over we have to have pretty night clothes," she said. We stripped off, had quick showers and then put on our pyjamas. And so we went to bed in our matching baby doll outfits identical in every way except for the erection in my panties. Chapter 9 - Getting Ready I slept really well that night and when I woke in the morning I looked over and found Sally Anne had already got up. I got up and went downstairs and found her in the kitchen getting breakfast ready. I barely gave the fact that I was wearing baby doll pyjamas and panties a second thought. After breakfast I washed up the dishes and Sally Anne disappeared upstairs. When I had finished I went upstairs and Sally Anne announced we had to go to the shops to get some food. Knowing there were none of my clothes in the wardrobe I suddenly felt very nervous about what she had planned. "Put these on" she said and handed me the pink corset, matching panties and stockings. This was the first time I had worn a corset. I took off my baby doll pyjamas and remembering the way Sally Anne had dressed when she wore her corset I first put on the panties. They were a beautiful shade of pink with white lace around the legs and a white lace flower on the front. I then picked up the corset and slackened the laces at the rear, undid the hooks at the front, put my arms through the straps and with some effort did up the hooks again. Sally Anne went behind me and started lacing up the corset - it was very tight and I had to breath in to allow her to tighten it. It was so tight I found it difficult to bend so she bent down and pulled on the stockings and fastened them to the suspenders. While I sat on the bed and got used to the feel of the corset Sally Anne got dressed. She wore a matching set of white satin bra, panties and suspender belt and white stockings with lace around the top. The virginal appearance of this set contrasted vividly with the PVC and rubber she had worn the previous day! After a while I began to get used to the tight feel of the corset and looking into the mirror I thought how sexy it looked. The body of the corset pulled my waist in and in spite of having no padding the corset seemed to mould my body so that I part filled the bra cups and had a reasonable cleavage. I began to worry about what she had planned as we did not have the coat and cut off trouser legs that I had worn on my previous excursions in panties. Sally Anne went to the wardrobe and took out the black satin blouse I had worn when we drove down and the black satin skirt she had bought and handed them to me saying, "Put these on". I did as she said buttoning up the blouse and stepping into the skirt. The skirt was very full and finished about 50mm above my knee and swirled about my legs as I walked around the room. With the corset underneath I had quite a good figure and looking in the mirror from the neck down I looked just like a woman but looking at the total view I was still very much a man dressed in woman's clothes. Sally Anne kissed me and said, "You are all bristly, go and have a shave." While I shaved she finished dressing putting on a white dress with small flowers decorating the fabric. When I returned she made me sit down at the dressing table and before I could protest she had placed a wig on my head. I started to object saying I did not want to dress as a woman but when I looked in the mirror I was amazed to see that even with the wig hurriedly placed on my head I looked suddenly like a passable woman. "Don't you see that with this we can go to town as two girls and have a great time," she said. My protest subsided and I resigned to letting her do as she wanted. She turned me away from the mirror and spent some time repositioning the wig, brushing it and putting clips to hold it in place. Next came makeup, which she worked busily with and finally lipstick. By the time she was finished I looked at myself and was amazed at the girl who looked back at me. She finished her makeup and before I could chicken out she had me in the car in the passenger seat and she was driving down the track to the road. Chapter 10 - More Shopping Our first stop was the supermarket. I felt very self-conscious as I got out of the car. I was sure everyone was looking at me but as we walked towards the supermarket I began to relax. The corset gripping my body made sure that I did not forget what I was wearing and this produced the obvious reaction making my penis strain at my panties. Sally Anne looked at the bulge in my skirt and said, "I think you had better carry this in front of you," and handed me her handbag which I strategically positioned. It was a big supermarket and we went across to the clothes section and browsed. As a 'girl' I could browse through the lingerie without feeling that I was being watched although I had to keep pushing my penis against me so that it was not too obvious. Luckily as the skirt was full the folds of fabric disguised the sight to a reasonable extent and a quick rummage behind Sally Anne's handbag kept me respectable. We moved on to the food area and then with our trolley finally loaded with our food we went through the checkout and back to the car. It had felt wonderfully sexy walking around in my lingerie in public. Our next stop was the main shopping centre. We headed for the department store and Sally Anne headed for the fashion department. As we browsed Sally Anne picked up a few items and headed for the changing rooms. "Come on," she said, "See if you like the things I have chosen" "I can't go into the changing rooms," I whispered. "Of course you can, you are a 'woman' and you can come in to see me trying these on," she replied. She handed me a couple of skirts and with a dry mouth I followed. I had not expected the changing rooms to be communal and as I went in I was greeted with the sight of about eight girls in various stages of undress. Without pausing Sally Anne undid her dress and let it fall to the floor and there she was standing there in her bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings. As she tried on the first couple of items I glanced around at the other girls. Mostly they wore white cotton panties and tights which did not look very sexy at all but there was a girl at the other end who had on what looked like an old fashioned girdle with stockings trying on various skirts and she looked far more exciting. "What do you think of this" Sally Anne said. She had on a very sexy white lace dress with a snug fitting bodice and full skirt that finished just above her knees. It looked absolutely wonderful. The only problem was that the lace was quite see through so her bra, panties and suspenders were clearly visible. "I might have to wear it with a petticoat below," she said with a smile on her face. I thought it looked very sexy as it was and was just about to say so when I remembered my voice. I whispered that I liked it in as feminine way as I could. Then she caught me by surprise by saying, "Try this on" and handed me a short pleated black skirt. "I can't," I whispered to her but she insisted and before I could stop her she had unzipped my skirt and there I was standing in panties and stockings in the ladies dressing room with a group of other women around me. I quickly turned to face the wall as the unnatural bulge in the panties would have taken some explaining and stepped into the skirt. It fitted perfectly but barely covered the stocking tops. I looked into the nearby mirror and again was amazed to see the reasonable looking girl looking back at me. I took the skirt off and put back on my satin skirt and Sally Anne slipped her dress back on and we left. She kept the lace dress and paid for it before moving off in the direction of the lingerie department with me following behind. Once again being dressed as I was allowed me to browse through the department with no one paying any attention to me. It was a joy admiring all the sexy lingerie but there was not much that bettered the corset and panties I was already wearing. Sally Anne called me over to the petticoats and showed me a beautiful white bouffant net petticoat. "Do you think this would look good under my lace dress," she said. I looked at the petticoat and agreed. It was quite full and consisted of a white satin band at the top about 4-5" wide with elastic around the waist and then 4 layers of netting each finished with a satin edging and finishing at different levels. The whole petticoat was quite short and as the lace dress was semi transparent the petticoat would be part visible beneath. As the net of the petticoat was also see through I suspected even with it on you might still be able to see her panties through the outfit. It would look very sexy. As she held the petticoat in front of her to check the length she looked at me and seeing the expression on my face she said, "You really like petticoats like this don't you." I gave a nod and she passed her chosen petticoat to me and delved back into the rack. They had a very good selection with various lengths and colours. She pulled out a pink petticoat from the rack and said, "This will match your panties." It was not as full as hers and would be see through but looked so sexy I could not wait to try it on. Once again our credit card was hit and with our purchases we left the store. Sally Anne suggested lunch and a drink and we headed to the nearest pub. She ordered and we sat at an island table on stools. As I sat down my skirt billowed out slightly so instead of sitting on it, it dropped around the stool and I sat my pantied bottom on the stool. The cool feel of the stool on my bare legs above the stockings reminded me how I was dressed and again my penis strained at my panties requiring my hand to move to my lap to cover it. After several halves of lager and a good bar snack lunch I needed the toilet and Sally Anne lead the way to the ladies. Once inside I went into a cubicle and pulled down my panties and sat down and went to the toilet. As I pulled my panties back up it gave me a chance to lift my skirt and look at them - they looked very sexy. Although I was enjoying my time dressed as a woman I was looking forward to taking off my skirt and blouse and enjoying the feel and thrill of just wearing my lingerie. There was no one else in the toilet and when I came out Sally Anne gave me a kiss. As we continued to kiss she lifted my skirt and stroked my penis through the panties. I lifted her skirt and started caressing her clitoris through her panties and never missing the opportunity I looked in the mirror at the erotic sight of exposed panties and furtive groping. We were so occupied with our kissing we did not hear the door open and a middle aged woman walk in. From her view point she could only see two women masturbating each other through their panties. "How dare you behave like this in public," she said. Before she could say anything else we dropped our skirts, picked up the parcels and hurriedly left the pub. I am sure that if she had really seen what was going on she would have had far more to make a fuss about. Chapter 11 - The Cinema We went back to the car and Sally Anne suggested taking in a movie before we went back. "Would you like to wear your new petticoat," she asked, "I would love to wear mine". I was longing to try it on and said, "Where can we change?" "Here," she said and before I could stop her she picked up the parcels and went beside the car and took off her dress! There was no one immediately beside us but people were arriving and departing from the car park and someone could come by at any moment. Seeing her standing in her bra, panties and suspenders in a public car park was amazing - she looked fabulous. She pulled on her petticoat and as I had half hoped you could still see her stockings and suspenders through it although not clearly. She then pulled the lace dress over her head and smoothed out the flared skirt over the petticoat. The extra layer almost made it respectable but there was still just a hint of what lay below visible. She walked out into the middle of the roadway and asked if it was OK. Her bra was clearly visible but the white satin looked perfectly respectable with people used to the current fashion of voile tops showing off pretty bras. When she stood still the layers of petticoat covered her stockings and suspenders well but as she walked the hint of stockings became clearer and looked very sexy. If you did not know what she was wearing underneath it probably would not be spotted but knowing that she wore stockings and looking for a glimpse of what lay below seemed to make her clothes disappear so all I could see was her in stockings! She came over to me and took the pink petticoat out of the bag and after a quick glance around to make sure the coast was clear I stepped into it, pulled it up to my waist and arranged the skirt over it. As mine was not as full it made the skirt flare slightly but not too much. It felt wonderful as I walked and rustled slightly. The cinema was outside the town so we climbed into the car and with Sally Anne driving we set off. Sally Anne chose a soppy love story and we bought our tickets and found our seats. She chose seats at the right hand side near the back. The film was just starting and I glanced around at the people in the cinema. The afternoon showing was fairly empty and I soon started enjoying the film. Sally Anne snuggled up to me and slowly pulled my skirt up so you could see my net petticoat and, beneath, my stockings and part of my panties. I went to pull the skirt down when she stopped me and whispered in my ear, "You have done this to me on many occasions so now its my turn". True enough one of my favourite things to do in the cinema was to lift her skirt so that I could see her panties and stroke her clitoris through them. The rest of the film passed in some what of a blur as I kept looking down and seeing me sitting in the cinema with my panties on show and this made concentrating on the film difficult! I tried to caress Sally Anne but her petticoat was much fuller than mine and I really found it difficult to get at her so instead I whispered to her that I would devote time to satisfying her when we got home. Chapter 12 - Back to the Cottage After the film we headed home with Sally Anne at the wheel. I leant across and folded back the skirt of her dress and bunched up the petticoat a little so I could see her stockings. She really looked sexy. "I dare you to take your skirt off," she said. I took very little persuading. In many ways taking the skirt off now was less daring than the trip down because then I was a man wearing panties where as now, with the wig and makeup, I was a 'woman'. I unbuttoned the skirt and with a few wiggles it was off and on the back seat. Sally Anne looked across at me and said, "You look very sexy my lesbian lover, take off your blouse so I can admire your corset". We were in the country now and only had to go through the ou