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Number 8 of a series of individual stories. A Weekend in Scotland ? by; SONIA (email sonia_en_femme@y... - Please send comments, favourite pictures etc.!!!) Chapter 1 - Getting Ready Sally Anne, my wonderful and sexy wife, had booked a long weekend's holiday in Scotland for herself and her best friend Sonia as a birthday present. Sonia was me! I had been dressing up as a woman for some time and had many exciting and sexy adventures. Sally Anne had some lesbian desires and having me in panties was a way for her to act out her fantasies - and I loved it! Sally Anne's plan was for me to live the whole weekend as a woman including flying to and from Scotland. For my birthday she had added several outfits to our collection of sexy clothes so I would be able to dress well all weekend. I came home from work on Thursday with the idea of packing ready for our early flight on Friday. Sally Anne greeted me at the door and poured me a drink and got one herself. "I have put all the clothes out on the bed so you can see what we are taking," she said. We took our drinks and went upstairs and I stopped in the doorway looking at the bed piled high with skirts, dresses, panties, bras and petticoats. I was very excited at the idea and could not wait to change into Sonia. We had been to restaurants before while I was dressed as a woman but not to a hotel and never on a plane. "Lets have a shower and you can change into a nightie to pack. We are taking almost all our sexy lingerie or I would let you put on some panties now," Sally Anne said. We showered together and I shaved including my legs and arms. We had shaved our pubic hair off on one occasion and it had now almost grown back but Sally Anne decided to shave them off again so I shaved her and she shaved me. I found the sight of her shaved very erotic with her labia sitting there in such an inviting way and I therefore could not object to her wanting me shaved although I did not particularly like my look. We dried off and Sally Anne passed me a set of baby doll pyjamas in pink with matching panties with frills around the legs and waist. She put on a matching set in light yellow. The feel of the soft fabric on my shaved penis was electric. The nightie was very short, barely covering the panties and looked very sexy. As I changed out of my work clothes into my women's clothes I felt all my worries fade away and I knew this was going to be some weekend. "What do you want to wear traveling," she asked. I selected one of the new flirty print dresses with the long sleeves and full skirt. It was from soft dark blue fabric with a swirly pattern in shades of blue. To go under it I selected a matching steel blue coloured set of lingerie. The panties were the sexiest I think I had ever seen. They were quite full cut measuring 4-5" at the side and had four rows of white lace around the legs and across the front and bottom and a further row around the waist. The lace had the steel blue colour of the panties woven into it. The suspender belt was also beautiful with a rich band of steel blue satin with white lace around the top edge and a white ribbon bow at the centre, with white suspenders finished with metal clips at the ends. The bra was perfect to complete the set with lace on the edges and a matching ribbon bow at the front. We had a matching petticoat but it was quite full and not really the thing to wear on a plane. I put with the outfit white stockings and my white shoes with a heel. "You will look lovely. I am getting wet just thinking about you in your outfit," Sally Anne said. The huge erection in my panties let her know I felt the same way. Sally Anne selected my favourite set of lilac satin panties, a matching bra and a suspender belt all with layers of white lace with a lilac satin skirt with small flowers on it and a soft fluffy black short sleeved jumper. She put with her outfit black stockings and black patent shoes. We arranged our outfits on two chairs and I packed the rest of our clothes into 2 cases. We then went downstairs in our nighties and made supper and ate in front of the TV, two girls together. When we went to bed we made love slowly enjoying the anticipation and excitement of our holiday tomorrow. Chapter 2 - The Journey ----------------------- I woke up early the next day with butterflies in my stomach at the thought of what lay ahead. I went downstairs and made Sally Anne tea and we sat and chatted and discussed the fun we were going to have. I showered and shaved and went into the bedroom. I knew I was going to have to keep my penis under control today. Normally I found a large part of the fun of dressing as a woman was knowing I was a man in woman's clothes and having my penis not fully under control. I found a bulge in my skirt, provided it was not too obvious, gave me a real thrill. To overcome the problem Sally Anne had got me a panty girdle which was made from white strong elastic material and she had cut it down so it was only slightly larger than bikini panties. I could wear this below my panties to do the job but not spoil the appearance of my panties. I pulled them on with a little difficulty as they were quite tight and tucked my penis away. Next I put on the suspender belt and carefully rolled the stockings up my legs and attached them to the suspenders. Then came the panties which covered up the control briefs and I was quite impressed how womanly my shape now appeared. Next came the bra with the silicone 'breasts'. Before admiring myself in the mirror I sat at the dressing table and put on my wig and my makeup. I had a blonde wig and a brunette and decided that this weekend I would be blonde. They say blondes have more fun and I intended to have fun. I was careful with my makeup and included some makeup on my chest to give the appearance of cleavage. I sprayed myself with perfume and then added some gold hoop ear rings and a gold necklace and stood to look at myself in the mirror. I really thought the panties were so sexy with the four rows of white lace around the legs and waist. The contrast of the steel blue satin and the white lace with the blue woven into it was lovely. I adored matching sets of lingerie and the bra and suspender belt complemented the panties beautifully. As I looked at myself in the mirror I saw a very sexy blonde looking back at me. As I dressed, Sally Anne had sat on the bed watching me and I had been so engrossed with my task I had not noticed what she was doing. Now looking at her, I saw her hand between her legs and a flushed expression on her face with her hand giving herself serious attention. I stepped into my dress and pulled it up and zipped it up and put on my white shoes. Knowing that she was masturbating while watching me dress gave me an amazing thrill. This had happened several times before and I knew that what Sally Anne liked was for me to pose sexily for her. I smoothed my stockings up my legs and lifted my skirt to adjust a suspender. I then lifted the front of my skirt and admired myself in the mirror and then turned around and lifted the rear. This was the finishing point for Sally Anne who cried out, "Oh God. You sexy girl. Oh God. I'm coming. Oh God". This certainly tested my control brief as my penis was straining hard but, on checking, there was almost nothing visible. After her exertion Sally Anne went back and had another quick shower. I then sat and watched her get dressed. I could watch a woman putting on lingerie for ever and not get bored. Sexy though I looked, a woman's shape made bras and panties look better especially when a suspender belt is worn accentuating the waist. The lilac panties were my favourite and looked beautiful with the black stockings. I watched her avidly as she put on her makeup and then felt disappointed when she put on her skirt covering up my wonderful view. Once she was dressed I stood up and went to her and kissed her. "I am so excited with what we are doing," I said. "Time to go," Sally Anne said. I bent over and picked up the cases and immediately got a wolf whistle from Sally Anne. "That was a very pretty view of your stockings and suspenders. You must remember that ladies bend from the knees," she said. We loaded the car and set off for the airport. As the car went over bumps in the road I felt my silicone breasts move. I dropped a hand to my lap and felt the dress and the suspenders below. I really was in ecstasy. I thought of my pretty panties below and how many people I would be in contact with today as a man dressed as a woman. We arrived at the airport and parked the car in the long stay park and took the coach to the terminal. After checking in our bags we went and browsed through the shops and then went to go into the departure lounge. I had forgotten that even on an internal flight there was airport security. I put my handbag on the x-ray machine and wondered if they would wonder why a woman had an electric razor in her bag. We then had to walk through the metal detector and to my horror as I walked through the machine beeped. "Have you any metal in your pockets, madam," the security guard said. I thought and said no. He directed me to a female security guard who took me to the side and passed a hand held metal detector over me. When it reached my thigh it beeped. The woman reached across and put her hand on my thigh and felt the metal clasp of the suspenders. She gave me a knowing look and said to proceed. I almost came in my panties! After the same thing happened to Sally Anne the woman must have wondered what two woman traveling together were doing wearing stockings and flirty clothes. In the departure lounge we sat on a chair and laughed until we cried. Our flight was called and we boarded. The plane was quite small with 2 seats each side of the isle. As I lifted Sally Anne's flight bag into the overhead locker I heard Sally Anne go, "Mmmm, nice," and realised I had again given a flash of stocking top. I must be careful! I had the window seat and Sally Anne sat next to me. As we took off she leant across me as if looking out the window and raised my skirt and caressed my restrained penis. I tried to keep myself respectable and hoped the people in the seats opposite were looking out of their window and not in my direction. We arrived without further incident and as I retrieved Sally Anne's bag I was careful not to give another flash. We picked up a hire car and set off towards our hotel. Chapter 3 - The Hotel --------------------- The hotel was on the outskirts of a small coastal village and was a country club hotel with lots of facilities. Its grounds went down to a private beach formed where a valley went down to the sea through the cliffs and the coastal path followed the cliffs into open country in one direction and to the town in the other. We went into reception and registered. This was the first time I had signed in as Sonia and it gave me a buzz doing so. The porter took our cases and lead the way to our room. As he opened the door the first thing I noticed was that there was a double bed and a single bed. This solved one of my worries. Two girls staying in the same room and sharing a double bed would cause a bit of gossip. This way I could make it look like we slept in separate beds but actually use the double bed. Our room was on the top floor and had a terrace set into the roof line overlooking the sea. I opened the door and went out and was delighted to see that there were no other rooms with terraces on this level and ours was therefore totally private. There was a large TV and a small sitting area as well as tea and coffee making facilities. All in all, perfection! Within seconds of the porter dropping the cases and leaving I turned around to see that Sally Anne had dropped her skirt and was taking off her jumper. I unzipped my dress and stepped out of it, went to Sally Anne and we kissed a long deep meaningful kiss. She led me by the hand to the terrace and we stood there in our panties enjoying the view. We kissed and cuddled and then sat in the chairs on the balcony and planned what we would do for the rest of the day. Sally Anne picked up the information booklet for the hotel and read out the facilities. "There is an indoor pool, sauna, tennis courts, gym as well as the normal games rooms and bars," she read out. "Its not fair," I replied, "I won't be able to use half the facilities as a man dressed as a woman". We chatted on and then Sally Anne suggested we unpack. I got up and went into our room and opened the cases. Sally Anne did not help but put on her skirt and top and said she was going down to reception to see if there were any leaflets on things to do. I agreed and spent the next half hour slowly putting our clothes away, loving every second of arranging the lingerie and clothes in the cupboards while just wearing my lingerie. When Sally Anne returned she had some leaflets but also a carrier bag with the hotels name on it. She went to the bed and opening her bag she brought out two matching very short tennis skirts followed by 2 pairs of frilly tennis knickers and tennis shoes. "We are playing tennis at 3.00," she said. The thought of putting on that very short skirt with the frilly panties and going out in public dressed that way, knowing every time I moved I would be showing them to anyone and everyone was fantastic. Next she pulled a one piece swim suit from the bag and said, "This is for you". "I can't possibly go swimming," I protested. "Yes you can and you will," she replied, "this suit is made from quite thick material and has a short skirt at the bottom and with your control panties below, it will be fine. Come on lets change for tennis, we need to borrow rackets and balls from the gym." I took off my stockings, suspender belt and panties leaving my control briefs on and stepped into the tennis knickers. They were like babies pants with the layers of lace over the bottom and I thought they looked pretty sexy. The skirt was a white wrap around style and barely covered the panties. It seemed funny that if I was wearing a skirt this short with normal panties everyone would be shocked and yet I could wear it on a tennis court with frilly panties and it was taken as normal. I put on a light coloured tea shirt and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a lady about to play tennis. I had a shave and re-applied my make up and by that time Sally Anne was also ready. We went to the gym and collected rackets and balls and headed for the court. I was surprised to see so many people and when 3.00 arrived and our turn on court came, I went out on court a bit worried. I played my game trying to play a weak game rather than my normal aggressive game using lots of base line play instead of volleys and after my initial apprehension thoroughly enjoyed myself especially thinking of the flash of frilly panty I gave to those watching each time I served. My biggest worry was that my wig might come off with the movement but it stayed in place perfectly. Sally Anne won and as we left the court two guys came over and congratulated us on the game. As Sally Anne chatted to them I stood there thinking about how I was dressed with my micro short tennis skirt and frilly panties. As we went back to our room in the lift Sally Anne kissed me and stroked my restrained penis in my panties. "Did you enjoy that," she said, "You looked so sexy running across the court with your frilly panties on show. Now lets swim." In our room I stripped to my control briefs and stepped into the swimsuit and pulled it up. It was quite tight and the combined effect of the control brief and suit resulted in a very feminine profile down below. Any slight irregularity was covered by the short skirt to the costume. Sally Anne said to use my silicone breasts in the bra top and these were fully covered by the cut of the swimsuit. Sally Anne put on a skimpy bikini in contrast to me and looking at us in the mirror I was surprised how good I looked. "No diving or jumping in," she said, "loosing your wig would be hard to explain." We put on loose shirts over our costumes and went down to the health centre, collected towels and went into the pool. There were quite a few people in there and I felt very exposed having dropped my shirt on a chair and standing there in my costume. Sally Anne dived in and I went sedately down the steps and once in the water I relaxed and enjoyed the swim. After the swim Sally Anne suggested a sauna and we went over to it and opened the door and went in. It was very hot and I sat on my towel and let the heat sink into me. We were on our own and Sally Anne took her bikini top off and sat there naked from the waist up causing my penis to exert a lot of pressure in my costume. A young lad aged about 17 came into the sauna, saw Sally Anne topless and apologised and went to leave. "Oh no please stay, I don't mind if you don't," Sally Anne said. He stayed and sat opposite Sally Anne looking at her breasts while trying to appear as though he was not the least bit interested. Soon he had a large erection in his swim trunks and I must say I felt much the same. "My you are a big boy," Sally Anne said to him with a wicked smile on her face. He went beetroot red and tried to cover himself up. "I'm sure my husband would not mind if you wanted to have a quick wank if I'm making you excited and my friend Sonia won't mind either. Sally Anne leant back and stroked her breasts and this was too much for the lad. He whipped his penis out and masturbated furiously watching Sally Anne and, gritting his teeth, came on the floor. He paused for a second, shoved his penis away and left the sauna mumbling thanks, still very red in the face. After he left we both laughed until we cried. We were now very hot and decided to return to the pool to cool off before getting ready for dinner. Sally Anne put her top back on and we swam for another ten minutes and then dried and went up to our room. Chapter 4 - The Evening ----------------------- On the way to our room Sally Anne asked at reception for a bottle of gin, a bottle of whisky and some tonics to be sent up. We went up to the room and I went into the bathroom to run a bath and she took off her bikini and put on her thin satin bath robe. Room service was quick and she answered the door clearly naked under her robe and the waiters eyes followed her every move as she went to her purse and gave him a tip. Before the door was fully closed she had cast off her robe and walked naked to the bathroom. I took off my costume and wet control briefs and poured us drinks and took them to Sally Anne who was now in the bath. As I went into the bathroom I thought I certainly looked a bit odd with my long blonde hair and makeup above a nude male body with a serious erection. After we had bathed and I had shaved we got ready for dinner. I selected to wear the emerald green with black lace trim panties that I had been given for my birthday with a matching bra and waspie style corset and black stockings. I put them on and sat at the dressing table putting on makeup and my wig. I then slipped the silicone breasts into place, added jewelry and perfume and I was ready, albeit only in my lingerie! Sally Anne put on one of my favourite and sexy outfits consisting of a red satin waspie with black lace trim and matching satin panties, but no bra, and also black stockings. I watched her get ready and put on her makeup thinking how beautiful she looked. I'm sure going braless was a result of the episode in the sauna that afternoon. As if it was the most natural thing to do Sally Anne opened the drawer and took out her duo balls, pulled her panties to the side and slipped them into her vagina. She had vibrating duo balls but still preferred the original ones which gave her such wonderful sensations as she moved. "After we have eaten I would like to walk to the beach and you can give me another sexy show so I can really enjoy my duo balls," she said. The prospect of this was fantastic and my penis, now no longer tightly restrained by the control brief, pushed at my panties. The panties were able to control my penis fairly well but it was obvious that there was something there and I found this very exciting. I selected my black satin flared skirt and my black cashmere jumper and, to finish the outfit, my black patent leather shoes. Sally Anne took out my black bouffant net petticoat and said for me to wear it as she found it very sexy. I lifted my skirt and pulled it up to my waist and smoothed the skirt down. The petticoat caused the skirt to flare out but not as much as the 50's style full petticoats but still made it look very sexy. Sally Anne put on a red satin blouse and fairly short black pleated skirt that finished a couple of inches above the knee. She looked respectable standing but when she bent from the waist she showed her stockings. She sat on the chair and a hint of stocking top was visible at the sides. Sally Anne looked at what she was showing and said, "That's fine. I like to give people a little thrill". We went down to eat and entering the restaurant I could not decide whether people were looking at us for what we wore or for the fact that we were two good looking women together. We were shown to a round table with a lovely sea view and sat beside each other looking out at the view. I looked down at Sally Anne and saw the same hint of stocking and carefully put my napkin over the bulge in my skirt that had appeared. We enjoyed the meal and drank a lot of wine. After coffee we got up and left the hotel and strolled towards the beach. Walking along with my petticoat swirling around my legs was so sexy. With no one around I allowed my penis to show, pushing the front of my skirt forward enough so I knew what it was but not so much as to be obvious. Sally Anne beside me was clearly beginning to enjoy her duo balls. "We're being followed," I whispered to Sally Anne. She did a quick casual look behind and saw the young lad who had been in the sauna duck behind a tree. He did not think he had been seen and as we moved on he again followed. "What are we going to do," I said. "Give him another treat," she replied with a smirk. We reached the beach and went along by the cliffs to the left where there was a large rock jutting into the sea with a path between the rock and the cliff. We went through the gap and found a secluded section of beach with smaller rocks around it. We moved towards the sea and found a further hidden section so that we would have privacy and would notice anyone coming as they came around the main rock. By the time we got there Sally Anne was breathing heavily and I knew she had been enjoying her duo balls. She paused and put her hand under her skirt and I saw she extracted them and dropped them into her handbag. She undid her blouse and exposed her breasts to the night and without pausing or looking around she undid the skirt and let it drop to the floor and was standing there in her satin waspie, stockings and satin panties. Behind her I saw our follower duck behind some rocks and then peer round watching us. Sally Anne had one hand on her breasts and the other between her legs. "Is he there," she said breathlessly and I nodded. "Show me what you are wearing, my darling" she gasped and moved her hand between her legs so several fingers were deep inside her and her thumb and forefinger were caressing her clitoris. I thought what the hell and lifted my top to expose my bra with its filling of silicone although only Sally Anne and I knew these breasts were not real. Very slowly I lifted my skirt to expose my petticoat and through the net the stockings and panties below. "Oh yes. Oh yes. You look so sexy. My one and only lesbian lover, oh yes," Sally Anne said increasing her movements over her breasts and clitoris. I looked and saw our voyeur had dropped his trousers and was masturbating furiously barely caring to conceal himself. I turned around and lifted both skirt and petticoat over my bottom and pointed my pantied bottom in the direction of Sally Anne and the lad. This was too much for him and I heard a grunt from him as he came and then realising the noise he had made he turned to run forgetting his trousers were around his ankles and noisily fell over. He scrambled to his feet pulling up his trousers as he did so and ran. Knowing we were now on our own and that Sally Anne was close to orgasm I first took off my jumper and then dropped my skirt leaving the petticoat on. I knew I looked incredibly sexy with my panties and stockings showing through the petticoat and my bra and part of the waspie on full view. To finish the look I pretended to adjust a stocking suspender and raised the petticoat as if to check the others. "Oh yes I'm coming," she gasped, then holding her breath for what seemed like an eternity before letting out a long sigh. As she let the feelings flood through her I went to her and cuddled her, stroking her breasts and kissing her. My penis was straining against my panties and for once I needed immediate relief. I lifted my petticoat and taking the hint she extracted my penis and as we sat on the rock side by side she pumped it up and down until I came, ejaculating over the rocks in front of us. We kissed and caressed each other under the moon listening to the waves breaking on the beach. After the intimacy of that moment had subsided Sally Anne suddenly burst out laughing and we both collapsed into hysteria thinking of the poor lad falling flat on his face with his trousers around his ankles. Sitting on the rocks listening to the sea wearing my petticoat with my stockings and panties on show through it was wonderful and it did not take long before my erection had returned. I took off the petticoat and lay our clothes on a patch of sand and then we made slow passionate love. Finally we got up and dressed and walked slowly back to the hotel and to our room. I took off my skirt and jumper and then paused to watch Sally Anne undress. Seeing me watching she did a slow strip tease. I then stripped but before doing so I looked once again at my sexy image in lingerie in the mirror. Would I ever tire of seeing myself in stockings and panties? As we were both sandy from the beach we showered and then I put on my beautiful baby doll nightie in pure white with loads of lace over it and matching very lacy panties. Sally Anne made me put on a white lacy bra and my silicone breasts and also insisted I slept in my wig. She put on her red satin nightie with matching panties. I soon found out why she was so keen on me sleeping fully made up as a woman when she approached me in bed and said in a seductive sexy voice, "Will my lesbian lover make love to me?" She folded back the quilt, opened her legs and gently directed my head so I was facing down the bed and my tongue and fingers made love to her once again. As I licked and kissed her she caressed my 'breasts' and bottom and ran her hands over my lacy nightie telling me how sexy I was. When she came she had one hand on my bottom and moved the other to the front of my panties and gripped me. I was in such a state of excitement that I came in my panties. As Sally Anne's orgasm tailed off she said, "Oh you naughty girl. You have wet your panties". I moved to her and snuggled up not caring - I was in heaven. Chapter 5 - Saturday -------------------- I woke up and went to the toilet. Looking in the mirror I was a bit disheveled so rearranged and brushed my wig and had a shave. My baby doll pyjama's were very sexy but did little to restrain my penis. I went back to bed and kissed Sally Anne who was half awake. We chatted for a while and then there was a knock at the door. Without hesitation she said, "Come in." I was sitting in bed with the quilt covering me from waist down but in the double bed with Sally Anne beside me with her breasts almost popping out of the top of her nightie. The room service waiter wheeled a trolley in and, without even showing the slightest sign of surprise, he put one breakfast tray on my lap and one on Sally Anne's and left. It must be normal to find two women in bed together! "What would he have thought if I had not had a shave," I asked her. She just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. We ate our breakfast and then had a shower. I rinsed out my panties from the baby doll set so they would be dry for tonight and hung them over the towel rail. We decided to spend today going for a drive in the morning to explore the area and going to a nearby castle after lunch finishing at a craft centre that the girl at reception recommended. Although jeans would have been more practical we decided to wear stockings so I could enjoy the thrill of going out in stockings and panties. I selected the pale lemon yellow with cream lace trim set of bra panties and suspender belt and Sally Anne chose the royal blue with white lace trim set. We each got dressed with black stockings and stood admiring ourselves in the mirror as we always did. "Lets have a coffee on the terrace before finishing dressing," Sally Anne said. I agreed and made the coffee using the room facilities and went out carrying the cups to Sally Anne. Sitting on the balcony in my bra and panties with the wonderful view out to sea was lovely and seeing Sally Anne in her lingerie beside me was exciting. I adored dressing in lingerie and being outside like this. After coffee I put on my black kilt and black jumper and Sally Anne put on a pale blue print mini dress in a soft fabric with short sleeves and a skirt that was quite full from the waist. Both our skirt lengths were about 2" above the knee so we were respectable when walking and sitting normally. We did our makeup, applied perfume and jewelry and were ready to go. As we walked through reception the young lad was there and Sally Anne gave him a cheery wave and he responded by blushing and turning away. We went to the car and set off to explore the area. We did over a hundred miles through beautiful scenery and lovely villages. We stopped at a pub for lunch and sat in the bar chatting to the locals. My best female voice seemed to be accepted without question even though it was quite deep and husky. After we had eaten we went to the ladies and I went into a cubicle. When I had finished and was pulling up my panties I suddenly thought how used to wearing panties I was getting. Looking down at myself I realised I was not over used to the situation when I saw the erection that stretched the fabric. I adjusted my penis to make it not so obvious and went out to Sally Anne again taking the opportunity to admire my appearance in the mirror. Once away from the pub I stopped the car for a shave. Facial hair was a real problem. I reapplied my makeup and off we went again. The castle was set in a picture book location. We paid the entrance fee and went in. It was very interesting looking around. Sally Anne decided to go up the main tower and we followed the passage and came to a spiral staircase. As she started to climb I followed and had the best climb of some stairs I have ever had. Looking up I could see straight up Sally Anne's skirt to her royal blue panties. I could watch the white lace on her bottom wiggle as she climbed and I could watch the stockings pull on the suspenders with each step. I was a little disappointed that no one was following me as they would also have had a lovely view up my skirt to my panties and I would have found that very exciting. When we reached the top as well as being a little puffed from the climb I had a very prominent erection in my panties from looking up her skirt. There was no one else at the top of the tower and we enjoyed the wonderful view. At this height there was quite a wind and as she looked over the edge in one corner near the stairs Sally Anne's skirt was blown up exposing her panties yet again. I went to her and found the next gust had my skirt lifted as well. Sally Anne turned to me and said, "Lets stay up here until someone comes up and then move to this corner and let the wind blow our skirts as if by accident and give them a flash." I had always liked the idea of being seen by a stranger in my panties but could never think how to arrange a situation which would not have me arrested. This seemed a perfect idea. Five minutes later two middle aged couples arrived at the top. We pretended that we had just arrived and then moved to the corner where the wind swirled around and pretended to look over the side. A gust of wind blew and I felt my skirt rise around my waist and there Sally Anne and I were, standing with our panties and stockings exposed in front of these strangers. Not too quickly we made an effort to push our skirts down and turned to walk down. The women had been too interested in the view to pay attention but both men clearly had seen everything judging by the look of lust on their faces. We smiled sweetly as we walked past. Back in the car we kept laughing about the expression on the men's faces. Next we headed to the craft centre and set off to browse. One shop was selling authentic kilts and Sally Anne suggested trying one on. Although 90% of the kilts were the traditional long length they had a section of shorter length kilts and we selected 2 each, one about 17" long and one about 19" long. We headed for the changing rooms and I was disappointed that they were not communal as that would have been another chance to stand in my panties in public. I went into the cubicle and pulled the curtain closed but made sure there was a small gap left. I took off my black kilt and tried on the new ones. The difference between mine and these was amazing. There was much more fabric in these and they draped beautifully. The 17" length was lovely but barely covered my stockings so I decided I would buy the 19" one. As I changed between kilts I saw in the mirror that a man in the shop was watching me. My penis was very noticeable in my panties so I kept my back to him and made sure that he could not see my front reflection in the mirror. I then paused before changing back into my black kilt and adjusted one of my suspenders giving him a really good view. I adjusted my penis so I was respectable and went back into the shop. Sally Anne had opted for the shorter kilt and she whispered to me she liked showing a bit of stocking top. We headed on around the centre looking at all the local crafts and then came across a woman selling lingerie with hand made lace trim. It was very expensive but as a treat I bought Sally Anne some peach coloured silk camiknickers with hand made lace around the legs and top. The camiknickers had a wide, French knicker style bottom with an integral camisole top which was more shaped over the breasts than normal and had thin shoestring straps. It was very pretty and would look exquisite on her but be no use for me as it would do nothing to control my penis. Chapter 6 - Saturday Evening ---------------------------- We headed back to the hotel and went to our room and I poured drinks and we sat on the terrace. "What do you want to do tonight?" Sally Anne asked. "Something sexy and exciting," I replied. "How about a romantic room service meal in our room if I give you a treat," she suggested. "Sounds good to me," I replied. We topped up our drinks and ordered a meal from room service to be delivered at 8.00. Sally Anne said I should bath first and so I slowly changed out of my clothes and bathed and shaved. When I had bathed I got out and Sally Anne said that my clothes were on the bed and that I should get dressed so I could open the door for the room service. On the bed was an outfit Sally Anne had worn before consisting of a purple PVC corset with black lace trim and an integral short chiffon petticoat edged with purple satin ribbon with matching purple PVC panties that were quite full measuring about 4" at the sides. The panties had two layers of black lace around the legs and a further layer around the waist. She had also put out my new kilt and a black satin blouse. I put on the PVC panties and picked up the corset. I loved corsets as they gave me a good figure and the tightness kept reminding me how I was dressed. The corset laced at the front so I was able to put it on and then put on my black stockings. I put my wig back on and sat to do my makeup. I decided to be a bit daring and put on purple eye shadow and a deep lipstick. I paused to admire myself and thought how sexy the PVC and lace was and how sexy the chiffon petticoat was with the panties and stockings visible below. I put on my new skirt and blouse and checked the mirror to make sure I was looking my best and then took Sally Anne another drink as she lolled in the bath. "Can you brink my cosmetic case in here as I will change in here," she said. I took the case in and sat drinking and reading a magazine for about 10 minutes until I heard the knock on the door as room service arrived. I decided to eat on the terrace. It was totally secluded and had such a wonderful view it seemed a shame not to use it. I tipped the waiter and pushed the heated trolley onto the terrace. I was sitting looking at the view when I heard Sally Anne push open the door and I turned to welcome her. What a sight greeted me! Sally Anne came out the door wearing her black rubber dress with the low scooped neck, tight bodice and the very full skirt which draped in folds about her legs. "You haven't got the same on as last time have you," I said incredulously. She smiled and raised the front of the skirt to show her rubber panties with a 7" long rubber penis moulded integrally into them. I knew that what was not visible was that it was double ended and she had another 7" buried in her vagina. She had on the same rubber corset with her breasts exposed through 2 cut out holes in the front although I only knew this as I recognised the way the suspenders attached. "What are you planning?" I asked. "I am playing your game. We are both men dressed as women. Lets eat," she replied. As she dropped the front of her skirt and walked over to me it was so erotic seeing this woman with a bulge in the front of her skirt coming to me. I felt on edge with excitement but Sally Anne said nothing more about her plans and we ate an enjoyable meal with lots of wine. As I went to get coffee Sally Anne took off her dress so when I returned she was sitting in her chair sporting a 7" erection and very erect nipples. I followed her lead and took off my kilt and blouse and we drank our coffee absentmindedly as we each gazed at the sexy image in front of us. We went back into our room. Sally Anne looked unbelievable in her rubber outfit with the big erection. She went to the bed and put a pillow half way down and lay face down on the bed with her penis sticking into the bed. In a deep voice she said make love to me my darling as if I'm a man. I was staggered. We had had anal sex only once before to try it and although I found it quite fun she wasn't impressed. I saw on the bedside table a tube of KY jelly and realised she had planned this fully. I got my rigid penis out through my panties and applied some KY to it. I pulled her panties to the side and smeared some more KY into her anus. As I did this she positively shuddered. I slid between her legs and very gently entered her from behind. As I moved into her she raised her bottom to me and let out a cross between a groan and sigh as she took me into her. Her bottom felt very tight and very good and as I slowly pumped in and out of her I felt her grab her penis and pull it in and out of her vagina in time with me. In a very short time she was crying out as she orgasmed thrusting her penis viciously in and out of her while I tried to delay my orgasm. She came three times before I could last no longer and came deep inside her - wow! I put my penis away and we lay together kissing and cuddling and I thought the sexy evening was over but Sally Anne had other ideas. "Your turn," she said. I could not believe what she was saying, but she meant it! She pushed me onto my front and before I could change my mind she had pulled my panties to the side and smeared my anus with KY. 7" of rubber up my backside was not easy and I thought I was going to split in two but then she seemed to get past the point of resistance and kept on going. I was amazed at how good it felt and my penis seemed to grow bigger than ever in my panties. She kept thrusting away and I got more and more turned on. As she moved on me so the embedded length moved in and out of her and soon she was again coming but with a rigid penis she did not stop. She came again and it was too much for me and I came in my panties but even then she kept on. My penis lost its erection for a short while but as Sally Anne continued and started telling me what she was doing it reared up again. As she kept on she came again and hearing her gasp in ecstasy made me come again in my panties. Finally she rolled off me and we lay together panting furiously. "I prefer being the woman," she said, "this is far too much work being a man!" As we lay in each others arms afterwards she told me that she had brought her rubber outfit in her makeup case as a surprise for me. She slipped her hand into my panties and said, "Oh you naughty girl, you have wet yourself." She then took her hand out and started rubbing the front of my panties. Looking at her with her 7" penis still jutting skyward was such an incredible sight that my penis rose again. As she rubbed me I took hold of her penis and pulled it in and out of her against the pull of the rubber panties. I lasted very little time and came for a third time in my panties. I then devoted my full attention to Sally Anne and soon gave her another orgasm. Finally exhausted we undressed and had a shower before putting on our nighties and going to sleep. Chapter 7 - Sunday ------------------ In the morning we made plans for the day. We decided to play tennis and swim in the morning, go for a walk in the afternoon and go to the cabaret show at the hotel in the evening. Sally Anne got up and passed me my tennis skirt and frilly tennis knickers and my control briefs for decency. "What about breakfast," I protested. "We will have it on the way to the tennis court," she replied. The thought of wearing these frilly panties in the restaurant made the control briefs very necessary! I took off my nightie and put on the control briefs and painfully tucked my penis away and then put on the frilly panties. I still had on the white satin bra and silicon breasts I had worn under my nightie. I then went to the bathroom to shave and put on my makeup. Looking at myself in the frilly tennis knickers I could not believe that I would be walking into a restaurant with them barely covered by the tennis skirt. I went back into the bedroom and put on a tee shirt and the tennis skirt. Sally Anne said, "Pack swimsuits and a change of clothes in the sports bag and we will swim after tennis and change there." I put in the swim suits and then I packed both our new kilts and put in a white blouse for Sally Anne and a black blouse for me. Two pairs of stockings followed and then a set of matching satin panties, bra and suspender belt in orange with black lace trim for me and some white satin french knickers with lace around the legs and white satin bra and suspender belt for Sally Anne. I also put in a makeup bag. We went down to breakfast leaving our bag by the door and walking to our table in our tennis outfits. When I sat down I looked at Sally Anne and saw that the skirt was so short that sitting on the chair meant that the frilly panties were on view. I knew that on court they were taken as normal but for a man in panties wearing them in the restaurant was pretty fantastic. We had a good breakfast and I particularly enjoyed going to the breakfast buffet bar many times as there was a mirror behind where I could see myself. I loaded a tray for Sally Anne and myself and 'accidently' hooked the front of my skirt over the tray as I walked back to the table. Looking in the mirror as I turned I saw my frilly panties on full view but thankfully my control briefs were keeping me under control. Sally Anne saw me coming and a big grin spread over her face when she saw what I had done. After breakfast we headed for the courts and had an enjoyable game. The young lad appeared and sat on the grass bank behind the court and watched us, presumably wanting to see our panties as we served. Sally Anne won again. We headed to the pool and went into the ladies changing area. Last time we had changed in our room so we had not seen the changing rooms. My heart missed a beat when I saw there were no private cubicles. There were cubicles around two sides but they had no curtain so only gave partial cover. Sally Anne did not seem in the least worried and stripped off and put on her bikini. There were only 2 women in the changing room so I went to the far end away from them and under the cover of my tee shirt I took off my skirt and tennis knickers and put on my swimsuit. Transferring my silicone breasts from the bra to the costume was tricky but I managed. I made sure I was respectable and went out to the pool to join Sally Anne who was already in the pool. In the water I relaxed and enjoyed the swim. We had another sauna afterwards and in the sauna Sally Anne again took off her top but this time we remained on our own. After another swim to cool off I went to change while Sally Anne did a few more lengths of the pool. In the changing room there were 2 girls of about 18 and 2 older women changing. I decided to be a coward and took my bra and panties and went to the ladies toilet to change into them. I took off my costume, dried and put on my panties tucking my penis between my legs and pulling them up tight to hold it in place. I put on my bra and dried the silicone breasts and slipped them in place making sure they were fully covered by the bra. I then wrapped the towel around myself and went back to finish changing. I sat on the bench under the pretext of sorting my clothes and watched the 2 girls change. They stripped off their costumes and showered. One had surprisingly large breasts and looked very attractive. After their shower they dried and stepped into their panties. One girl put on boring white cotton panties but the other put on some pink lacy panties and a matching pink lacy bra. The show ended with jeans and tee shirts which were not very sexy. Sally Anne came in and stripped off and showered and walked back drying herself and stood in front of me totally naked. I passed her her clothes and she put on her suspender belt and stockings and then her french knickers. I stayed sitting and undid my towel but left it folded on my lap. I put my suspender belt on and slipped the suspenders through under my panties and put on my stockings. One of the women came over to us wearing full briefs under black tights and said "You girls look so nice wearing stockings, it brings back such memories. When I grew up we only had stockings. I always felt that tights were the biggest passion killer ever invented - but practical." Sally Anne chatted to her about how her husband loved her to wear stockings. Seeing her standing there in her white French knickers and stockings with no bra on chatting to this woman about the merits of stockings was almost too much for me. Under my towel I hastily tried to rearrange my penis in my panties. Still sitting I put on my blouse and then stood up and turned to face the wall in one movement, dropping the towel and I put on my kilt relieved to see that the weight of fabric kept my penis disguised. The woman moved away and Sally Anne continued to dress. Her kilt covered her stockings but as she bent to put the swimsuits in the bag she flashed plenty. We both went to the mirror and put on our makeup. As we were doing the makeup the woman left and we were on our own and we kissed. "This has been some morning so far," I said to her. We went out on the veranda of the hotel lounge and ordered cocktails before lunch and sat enjoying the view and the sunshine, two girls together. Chapter 8 - The Cliff Walk -------------------------- We had a light salad lunch and then went for a walk along the cliff path. At one point there was a small valley to cross and steps were cut down one side and up the other. I had a wonderful view of Sally Anne's stocking tops and suspenders as she climbed ahead of me. After about an hour we seemed to be miles from anywhere. There was a hill behind the coast path with a rock outcrop at the top. We climbed up the hill and sat below the outcrop enjoying the view. Sally Anne stood up and in a very seductive way undid her skirt, took off her blouse and then her bra and said, "Make love to me". She lay her skirt on the grass and lay on it and opened her legs. The leg of the french knickers was quite wide and her inner self was there glistening in the sunlight. I glanced around and seeing no sign of anyone I took my blouse off and then my skirt and stood in my bra, panties and stockings admiring my wonderful wife. I knelt between her legs and kissed her moving down her neck to her breasts. I kissed and licked her and slowly moved on to her stomach, then kissing the line where her suspender belt was, dropping to her legs and kissing her thighs above the stockings and finally her clitoris. Very slowly I brought her to the edge before finally entering her. Her hands went around me and held my bottom through my panties and she pulled me deeply into her with each thrust. She came and with great effort I continued thrusting and caressing her breasts so her orgasm lasted with waves of pleasure until finally I could hold on no longer and came deep inside her. I slipped off her, put my penis back in my panties and cuddled up to her and we lay there and dozed in the sun. When it was time to leave Sally Anne dared us to not put on our skirts until we got back to the valley. As we had seen no one all day on the path and I loved walking in the open in my panties I agreed. Carrying our clothes we walked down the hill and rejoined the path. It felt incredibly daring, especially as Sally Anne still had her breasts exposed. We came to a corner and as we went around it we came face to face with 2 back packers - I nearly died with shock, what on earth were we to do? The 2 guys looked at us in amazement and then Sally Anne said, "Hi, we are models making a sex movie. The camera is up there by that rock outcrop. If you like you can be in the next shot. We are supposed to walk along this path enjoying the sun and we can add you to the shot. Stand where you are and as we walk past you, wave and then walk on. The film is called Scottish Lust and will be in the shops after Christmas." I could not believe what she was saying. She waved to the imaginary film crew and took my arm and walked back a few paces and turned and waved again and then said, "Action". We walked up to the lads, walked a little past them, turned and waved, they returned the wave and we walked on. I had kept my skirt held in front of me as I had an enormous erection in my panties. We carried on walking and once out of earshot burst out laughing. We reached the valley and I was almost disappointed to put on my jumper. Sally Anne insisted we swapped skirts and so I put her skirt on. As I was a little taller than her it was even shorter on me and I knew that anything but normal walking would show my stocking tops. As I climbed the other side Sally Anne gave me a running commentary on what she could see and as she described my orange and black satin panties I realised I was showing rather a lot. Luckily most of the rest of the path was on the level and I hoped therefore that I would be respectable. Having reached the hotel Sally Anne insisted we used the stairs and not the lift knowing again I would be showing a lot to anyone below. Typically, as we went past the first floor the young lad appeared and followed us as we went up the next flight of stairs. I knew he would be seeing up my skirt and found it rather exciting. Sally Anne waited until we reached the top of the stairs and flipped up the back of her more respectable skirt to give him a flash and called over her shoulder, "Don't you know its rude to look up girls skirts". With that we went into our room. When I went into the bathroom I glanced in the mirror and suddenly saw how short my skirt really was. From the rear my stockings were visible right up to the reinforced top band and walking I'm sure you could see more than that! I went back into the room and by the smirk on her face I knew that she knew what I was thinking. "Who has been a bit of a tart flashing your stockings then," she said grinning. "That was very naughty of you," I said crossly, "I've a good mind to give you a jolly good smacking." "You wouldn't dare," she said. Well if ever there was an invitation! I grabbed hold of her and sat in the chair and pulled her down over my knee. Before she could protest I folded her skirt up and exposed her French knicker covered bottom and gave it a hard smack. "Do you promise not to get me in embarrassing situations like that again," I said. She refused to promise so I gave her another smack and another and another. My penis was rigid sticking into her as she lay over me. She had her legs clamped together and was squirming on my lap. "Say you apologise and accept you have been a naughty girl," I said. I gave her one more slap and she said "I'm sorry .... and Oh God I'm coming!" I had suspected that the smacking was not having the effect it should have had and as she continued to squirm over my lap I slipped my hand over her bottom and between her legs. She was sopping wet and I slipped my fingers inside her and used one to caress around her clitoris so she could enjoy the orgasm to the full. As she continued to squirm I could hold on no longer and came in my panties. Coming in my panties was getting to be a regular thing! Sally Anne finally got off me and turned smiling and sat on my lap and kissed me and in a little girl voice said, "I won't be naughty again so you have to smack me." I knew that this was a theme we would have to experiment with further! Chapter 9 - The Cabaret ----------------------- It was getting on and Sally Anne stripped off and went to the bathroom for a bath. I poured us drinks and then took off my skirt and jumper and wearing my lingerie went out onto the terrace to enjoy my drink. I looked down at the wet patch in my panties and smiled thinking about the exquisite fun we were having. After her bath Sally Anne sat at the dressing table putting on her makeup while I took off my wig, undressed, bathed and shaved. After my bath we discussed what we would wear. I selected the red satin panties with black lace trimming around the leg and waist and layers of black lace over the bottom with a matching satin bra. This was a special outfit as they were the first panties I had wore. I put these on and put in my silicone breasts. I was going to wear my short black slinky evening dress and needed to control my penis so I selected the black open bottom girdle with suspenders and rolled this on. It was very tight and squeezed my penis so it was not really visible. I put on black stockings selecting seamed ones as being more sexy for the evening and put these on taking great care to keep the seam straight. I then paused from dressing to put on my wig and makeup. Sitting at the dressing table the bottom of my panties could be seen below the line of the girdle and I thought it all looked pretty good. Sally Anne put on a matching white satin bra, panties and suspender belt with white seamed stockings. She then put on her white lace dress, which had a snug fitting bodice and full skirt that finished above her knees and the lace was very see through. "Shall I go like this," she said. To my relief she did not wait for a reply but put on the white bouffant net petticoat we had bought to go with the dress. 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 and made the skirt of the dress flare out. With this on the bra was still very much on view but as the bra was pretty this looked nice. The panties and stockings were almost invisible - but not quite! "You look out of this world," I said and watched as she did a twirl seeing the hint of stockings below. The hint was enough that I knew what was there but most people would not notice anything. I put on my dress and made sure that my stockings were well covered this time. We poured another drink and sat on the terrace enjoying the evening. "I do love you," Sally Anne said to me and squeezed my hand. "When I got you to wear panties that first time I never dreamt where it would lead to. Our sex life is out of this world. I seem able to reach an orgasm so easily, I can almost come just by thinking about it. I love having you as my girl friend." We kissed long and slowly. We went down to dinner and as we entered the restaurant several heads turned. We certainly were a spectacular looking couple. The restaurant had been rearranged and a small stage positioned at one end. We sat in the back row of tables at the stage end. The meal was good and we managed to drink 2 bottles of wine and felt very merry. The cabaret started and we ordered liqueurs as we watched it. It was actually quite good with singers and dancers and a very funny comedian. Looking across at Sally Anne I found that the stage lighting, which included an ultra violet lamp, was making her dress glow white but what was more interesting was that her lingerie was glowing even whiter through her dress. It was as if she was sitting in her bra and panties beside me! If we were sitting anywhere but the back she would have caused quite a stir but as it was the show was almost exclusively for me. After the cabaret there was some dancing. Sally Anne wanted to dance so we went up as 2 girls and bopped to the music. After a while the young lad came into the room with 2 friends. He stayed in the background but his 2 friends came up to us and asked if we wanted to dance. It was very odd dancing with a man and I was relieved that the music was fast enough we did not need to make contact but stood apart bopping. The boy I was dancing with introduced himself as Justin and said that his friend Peter, nodding towards the young lad by the bar, had told him we were a sexy couple of girls. In my best sexy female voice I explained we were away for a weekend away from our husbands and were enjoying ourselves. Sally Anne came over and said that she wanted to go for a walk and we said goodbye to the boys and left. We walked down to the beach as we had on the first night. "Are we being followed," Sally Anne said. I nodded and as we walked on I tried to adjust my penis so it lay in a way that did not show. This was not easy to do walking wearing a short dress and girdle but I managed. When we got to the secluded beach we sat for a minute and then Sally Anne turned round and said, "Alright if you three want a wank come here, but you are not doing anything else." I could not believe what she had just done. Sheepishly the three lads came forward. Sally Anne stood up and as they stood there she started to take off her dress. She told me to do the same and I thought for a minute and then slipped my dress off. The 3 lads jaws dropped and then they had their penises out and were all wanking furiously with eyes fixed on us. Sally Anne slowly took off her petticoat so she was standing there in her bra, stockings, suspender belt and panties and I was standing there in my red satin bra and panties and girdle. One lad came at the sight of us and when Sally Anne unclipped her bra the other 2 came. They put themselves away, looked very embarrassed at what they had just done, mumbled thanks and then went. She came over to me and by the flushed expression I knew that her show had turned her on and as she cuddled tightly into my waiting arms I kissed her and dropped my hand to her waiting clitoris and caressed her very very gently letting her orgasm build in the way I knew she loved. When she came her legs gave way and I had to support her as wave after wave of deep feeling flooded her body. When she had recovered she kissed me with more passion than I can ever remember. The beach was totally empty and we picked up our clothes and walked along it away from the hotel. The moon came out and lit up Sally Anne's white lingerie spectacularly. "I love your petticoat," I said, "put it back on." She did as I asked and walked along with her panties and stockings partially on view through the wonderful petticoat. I was in heaven in the open wearing just my lingerie with Sally Anne beside me, breasts exposed in her sexy petticoat. After a while we turned and headed back to the hotel finally slipping our dresses on as the hotel came within sight. I checked to make sure I was respectable and walked into the hotel. I noticed the porter watch Sally Anne's every step as she headed to the lift. When I got to the lift and entered I saw in the mirror on the wall of the lift that she had put on her lacy dress but without the bra so her breasts were very visible. No wonder the porter looked at her so avidly. Once in the room she went out on the terrace. I went behind her as she rested on the railing and caressed her breasts through the dress. She leant forward and spread her legs. I raised her skirt and petticoat over her back and as I looked at the sexy image of her standing in her stockings and panties surrounded by layers of lace and net I took off my dress. With a little difficulty I got my penis out from my panties and girdle and pulling her panties to the side I entered her. We made love on the terrace from behind, me in my bra, girdle and panties and Sally Anne with her dress on but lifted up to expose her lingerie. As we made love the moon shone on the sea and was a very romantic sight. I reached my hands around her, one to her breasts and the other to her clitoris and as I gently thrusted into her I caressed her. She came first and her muscular spasms brought me to a fantastic orgasm and we sagged into each other. Finally we separated and kissed and cuddled and discussed the events of the day before finally heading to bed. We showered and put on our nighties and got into bed. I slipped my penis out of my panties and cuddled close to Sally Anne and entered her again so I could be close to her. We held each other like this and fell asleep. Chapter 10 - The Trip Home -------------------------- The next morning we awoke knowing that we were going home today. We showered and dressed. Knowing I was going on the plane today I made sure that the suspender belt I wore had plastic clips so I would not have the problem through security. I wore my black satin panties with the pink lace around the legs and a small