Trade Show Discoveries 2
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A fitful nights' rest interupted by the need to stroke out a load was ended with the wake up call you had requested. Showered the night before, it would not take long to get dressed, grab coffee and then a quick ride to the convention center.
Diving into your undergarments you selected a bright pink underwire bra with 3/4 cups and push up pads for a bit of lift. Pink hip hugger satin panties with ruffled waist and leg opening were slipped on and craddling your smooth nutsack and holding your partially swollen cock as well. Perfect. White lace top thigh highs finished the presentation and after a few minutes of admiring yourself enfemme you added black short socks to hide the white hose at the ankles.
The slacks were never an issue as most any pair would hide the panty lines but a shirt had to be chosen wisely so as not to reveal the straps and lace parts of the bra. Casually, at home, you would wear a patterned dark shirt so nothing would appear amiss but work kind of dictated a plain business shirt and the light blue oxford you had with you was dense enough to hide the pink bra, With no pattern on the shirt the straps showing in the back could be an issue but the suit jacket would cover that. Psyched to sell a pile of stuff and feeling perky under the suit, off to the trade show you went sashaying a bit in your steps.
Me, I was at the show for work as well and my night was almost a duplicate of yours. We could have been twins in what we wore underneath on the plane and after the same shaving & showering routine. My satin nightgown was purple paisley and very short as well. I loved how it felt dancing over my hairless thigh and balls when I walked in it. Again my morning was like yours in carefully selecting pretty and exciting underclothes and outerwear to conceal the former. In some ways I got a kick out of knowing what lovely feminine underclothes I had on and it was hot thinking someone might catch a clue thru the shirt fabric or a gap between the buttons down the front. Feeling the bra, panties and hose rubbing against my skin as I walked just made my day. Beautiful day, me comfy in my undies, and a whole lot of cool new products to go and check out.
At the show I wandered from booth to booth checking out all of the new ideas and concepts that I might be able to use in my business. Fate must have stepped in as I stopped at your display. You introduced yourself and as you told me about your company and its products you casually put your hand on my shoulder. I did not mind but the I thought it a bit weird as it stayed there gently feeling around it seemed. Your hand actually traveled down my back just a touch and I realized that you had discovered my secret. I was wearing a bra. Must be since there was an narrow elastic strap up and over my shoulder that you appeared to be fascinated with. After you gave me product literature you said that maybe you would see me later as I moved on to the next display.
Lots of mixed feelings were then presenting themselves. Did he really know that was a bra strap? Would he think that odd? Would he think I was some kind of a freak? The questions left me soon and I went on gathering data and literature.
At the end of the day I exited and headed for the taxi pickup area in front of the hall. Typical Vegas, it was very hot, no breeze, and the sun reflecting off the concrete waiting area was intense. Then I felt a hand on my back! As I turned to see what the heck was going on, your voice asked if I wanted to share a cab. As waits for transport at the time could be lengthy I said sure we can. As we discussed what hotels we were in his hand glided down my back subtly stopping as his finger caught the top of my bra band. Thru the conversation we determined we were both at Ballys so this would be perfect. Also perfect was that your hand was still against my back and definitely exploring the extent of the back of my sexy bra.
You got in first and slid to the left behind the driver. As I entered I noticed that you had an open button on your shirt and I got an eyeful of bra thru the gap. You saw me looking and quietly said "Yes it is pink. And yours? Is it lacy? What color?" you smiled waiting for my answers.
"Yes lacy, white and all me. My panties match. How about yours?"
"You know they do. And satin with ruffles."
I am sure we both had erections at that time. HIs hand came to rest on mine giving it a nice friendly squeeze thru my pants. Moving your hand from my groin you pulled my hand over to get a feel for your excitement. Then we arrived at the hotel.
Exiting the cab you paid the fare and asked me if I wanted to come to your room before maybe we could find dinner together. Now I smiled and said I was confident that we both would find something enjoyable to eat and that I wanted to make a stop at my room to freshen up.
"Just get your stuff and we can freshen up in my suite on the 12 floor."
As we went to my room for my bag, all I could think about was the face full of pantied cock I wanted as an appetizer. I needed cock pretty bad and this pantied sissy whore was going to get it.
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