My work wife and I were spending the week before Halloween at a conference in a Chicago suburb. We were both lonely and unhappy in our marriages, and had hooked up around Valentine's Day before this conference came up.
We were feeling horny, and had stopped at a thrift store on a whim and bought some vintage clothes to dress up and role play a doctor/patient in our hotel room last night. It was such an exciting and arousing game that we both felt so alive.
After showering, we slept naked in each other's arms all night, then had another brief round in the morning before we had to get ready for the day's events. Gina threw on her old clothes and was getting ready to go back to her room for a shower and clean clothes when she came up to me holding a pair of the pink granny panties we had bought last night for our role play.
"I think you should wear these under your dress clothes today, " she purred. "I want to imagine you in them all day, and maybe you can model them for me tonight."
I smiled. "Sure. I've never worn panties before, but it sounds like fun. Maybe you can wear something of mine under your clothes? I have some tighty whities or boxer shorts."
I walked over to my suitcase, and rummaged around to pull out my clean underwear. "Here, any of these interest you?"
Gina looked through my stack of underwear, and held up a pair of white boxers with little geometric shapes. "I think I'll wear these under my skirt, " she giggled. "Ok, off to shower and get dressed. I'll meet you for breakfast downstairs in an hour."
She left and I showered and shaved. I put on the pink nylon granny panties and instantly got a hardon. The silky material felt so good on my cock and balls, and didn't provide much support as I made a huge tent in the loose material. It was going to be interesting to keep my cock tucked in all day in my dress pants.
I met up with Gina for breakfast and we discussed our day's activities, as we were going to split up to attend different events. "I am so looking forward to being with you tonight," Gina told me. "We'll have to think up another game to play."
All through the morning, as I attended various presentations, my mind was wandering and fantasizing about our role play last night and what might happen tonight. Of course, my cock was throbbing as it tried to escape the nylon material, and I had to walk with my handouts in front of my crotch to hide the constant tent.
We met up for lunch, and Gina whispered to me, "I am so wet right now. Your boxers feel so open on my pussy that it almost feels like I'm not wearing anything under this skirt."
I grinned. "What do you want to do tonight?"
"Um..." she hesitated.
"What?"
"No, it's ok..."
"No really, tell me. Now I'm curious," I smiled.
Gina blushed and hesitated again. Then she seemed to make up her mind, and she leaned in to whisper to me, "I want to be a man. These boxers got me thinking. I want to dress up as a man and make love to you. Is that weird?"
I was surprised, but replied, "No. I think that is really hot, and would be fun to play with you."
"Really? I have one more idea. My husband would never want to try new things, but I always wanted to wear a strap-on. Is that too kinky?" She looked away quickly.
Wow! I didn't expect that. "Um...well, I guess not. I've never seen one personally, but they seem pretty popular." I thought it over. "Sure, let's see if we can go shopping again tonight." I grinned at her.
Gina seemed embarrassed, but laughed and said, "It's a date! You take me to the nicest places!"
We laughed, and split up for the afternoon sessions. I was harder than before thinking about Gina in a strap-on. I guess that meant I was going to explore some new adventures too. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but everything with Gina was intimate and open, and I trusted her to be discrete and safe.
We met up again for dinner, and Gina told me she had searched an internet kiosk on break and found an adult toy store on the edge of town. We decided to drive past it on the way to find a restaurant and check it out. The store didn't look too bad, so we stopped at a restaurant for dinner and to get our courage up.
Throughout dinner we danced around the idea, and flirted quite a bit and I found myself getting very hard again.
"I am so wet, " Gina shared. "I think your boxers are soaked." She glanced around the restaurant, and since we were relatively secluded, she lifted her skirt and showed me. Gina was wearing my white boxers with little geometric designs, and I could see how the crotch area was slightly darker and glistening from all of her juices.
"I am so hard, " I whispered. "These panties keep rubbing against my cock and driving me wild!"
"You and your panties! You do know we just call them underwear, right?" she smiled.
We paid the bill and drove to the adult store. The store was brightly lit and looked relatively new. They had a lot of DVDs and magazines, as well as toys and lingerie. There were two other people browsing, a guy by the gay movies, and a woman by the bachelorette party favors.
We wandered around until we came to the strap-ons and dildos. "Wow, how about this?" Gina asked, as she pointed to a huge 16" black dildo called the Exxxtreme Dong.
"That looks like a pain in the ass, " I countered.
"I'm kidding!" she replied. "I was thinking of starting small..."