Adam and his 2 friends knocked on my front door right on the arranged time. Although I have previously seen his 2 friends we had not been properly introduced. Adam introduced Liam and Scott. Like Adam they were attractive to a women's eye, well built and smooth skin. Just imagine if their football coach knew about their hobby. Both were well mannered, gently shook my hand, a little cuddle and little kiss on the lips as a welcome. They made me feel so feminine and sexy. That aside my real love was still Adam and that beautiful body of his. It was obvious that he wanted to impress his friends as he hugged me. He gently lifted the hem of my nightie to expose my arse cheeks and gently stroke them with his fingers. I moaned in pleasure and licked his ear before he passionetly kissed and tongued me. I felt my cock start to grow as I continued to let him tongue me. His hands left my arse cheeks and he started to massage my cock. I stopped him there and excused myself to go and change. Adam followed me into the bedroom and sat on the bed to perve on me as a removed my nightie. I tried to walk past him to get something to wear. He gently grabbed my wrist as I tried to walk past him. He said let's forget about the shopping. I will get rid of the boys and you and I can spend the day together. I told him that I could not do that, and to get his mind on other things, to go and choose something for me to wear. While he was sifting through my stuff I started to put my makeup and jewellery on. Totally slutty with pink glossy lipstick. Dark eye shadow and false eyelashes. My big hoops and small studs for the other 2 holes in each ear. I hopped that he would pick the pink stretch leggings and midrif top, as I wanted to try the new black 4 inch heels that Ely had bought for me last week. Not surprisingly Adam came back with the backless leopard skin mini dress. Being backless it showed off my slut tattoe to perfection and also meant no bra. Thong panties meant no panties on show although the hem of the dress just covered my bumb cheeks. Roman sandles and a cute little black shoulder sling bag with large bolle sunglasses.

We caught the bus which at that time of morning was pretty crowded with elderly people. Luckily we were able to finds seats. Adam naturally sitting with me and his 2 friends behind us. It was obvious that we had created a little gossip and facial displeasure at this cougar with her 3 boys. Give me a break. Okay I am nearly 10 years older than the boys but they are old enough to drive They can go and have a drink, so it is not as if there is anything carnel about it.. As usual this was a situation that I could not let go without slutting myself. Adam had already nestled up to me and we were holding hands. Every now and again I would turn and give him a quick kiss on the lips. When we got off the bus, my walk and wiggle was overly exagerated and I made it a point to brush up against some of the gentlemen as I went past. Adam and his friends thought it was so funny, and I am pretty sure that all 3 had the start of a stiff one.

All 3 boys were looking for very slutty strapless party dresses. They were planning a costume party inviting most of their friends and they were going as party girls. I blew up at Adam and asked if they were out of their minds. It would not take much for someone to put it all together and what about their parents and their teachers. Adam said that they intended to hold the party at his parent's place in 2 weeks time when they were away for a weekend together. My fear was that as Adam's father was an associate of my previous Master, if Adam's father found out his son was cross dressing again with me, I was dead meat. I wanted to call off the whole thing and go home. All 3 boys turned on the charm and begged me to still help them. Any way, if I didn't they would still go and look for the dresses on their own. The strategy was pretty standard for a cross dresser looking for ladies clothes. The female (me) goes in pretending to look for a dress for herself  accompanied by my male companion. We look over the merchandise and if anything catches the eye, I take it to the change rooms, pretend to try it out and then pay for it. A bit of window shopping later, the boy's cross dressing fetish was coming out and they were so excited to go through the stock. I am pretty sure that a couple of shop proprietors worked out who the purchases were really for, although they were cool and understanding because their only interest was the sale. The boys got what they wanted and hopefully everything would fit when we went back to my place for them to try the stuff on. It cost them big, not so much for their purchases, but for my compensation. A red leather micro mini with a black latex cincher. 2 pairs of low cut straight leg jeans with 6 assorted stretch tops. A black thong bikini with cut back bra that barely covers my nipples. Just to piss the boys off a bit more I made them take me to David Jones (our up market retail store) to buy a number of strapless uplift bras. They are heaven. They give me a fantastic cleavage look, even with small boobs. Finally, a pair of Italian black knee high boots with 6 inch heels at 25% of the retail price. A little lunch and the happy shoppers were on their way home.

When we got back to my place I then put it on Adam and his friends. Would they mind if my next door neighbour came over. I assured them that she was genuinly interest in how they looked in drag. They were little embaressed at first, but agreed so I gave her a call on her mobile and invited her over. I warned them that she was not to be touched. The boys went into the bedroom to start dressing. After Sandra arrived, we asked if we could go in the bedroom to watch. We did not want to see cock. When we went in I could see that Sandra was blowb away by how pretty they looked, Sandra and I helped them with their makeup and when we were finished, at first everyone went out into the lounge room. Adam wanted to go out onto the balcony so we all went out. The girls flitted around as girls do, and hopping that a passer by would see them. They did look very pretty and cute as he gently kissed and grinded each other. Adam told Sandra about my new stuff and she demaned that I model it. I must admit that the skirt and top was such a turn on being so tight and short. With the new bra, I could not stop looking at my more defined cleavage. Black sheer seamed pantyhose with the new black pumps from Ely. I felt pretty and sultry. I rarely wear stockings as normally I need quick access for my cock and arse hole. They truely make me feel so much more feminine and aroused. Sandra told me that I looked so beautiful and that I had drop dead legs. She made me feel so girly that I just wanted to hug and kiss her. I wanted the others to go so that I had Sandra to myself. My cock felt heavenly as it rubbed against my panties and held in by the panthose. I could tell that Sandra could see my state of arousal. All three boys where prancing around, grinding and generally feeling each other up. Sandra continued to stroke mt knee as she told the boys that it was time to go. As expected that was the last thing they wanted but finally relented and went to change and wash their make up off. I went and changed as well and gave each of the boys a kiss on the lips as they left. Sandra also gave them a kiss. She had made 3 new friends.

I accepted Sandra's invitation for take away Chinese at her place. Following dinner we watched a bit of tv. I have recently become addicted to a tv show called Snog, Marry, Avoid. It is made in Britain and on most occasions focuses on absolute bimbo sluts, young and old. On most occasions they are very dumb, wear heavy make up, and tight, short and skimpy clothing. Many in my opinion are sexy in their slutiness, and it is obvious that they have one thing in mind, get fucked as much as possible. At the start men are interviewed as to what they think about the slut, i.e. snog, marry or avoid. On most occasions the consensus of opinion is to avoid. I reckon that is bullshit and if the guys were really honest, it would be snog. Then the girls have all the slut tools removed and made up more sedatly, and of course the response changes. Sandra thought it was great and we continualy gossiped about the different slut looks and what would suite me, and what would not. It was a great night and I was sorry when it ended. I had made a promise to myself that any possible relationship would be by Sandra, and she would have to take the first step. Normally I would have come onto her and probably would have got my own way. But on this occasion, she is a good friend, in a new city, not many friends and a husband away.

We embraced a kissed. I went back to Ely who was already in bed (pretty stoned) and snuggled up against her warm and soft body with her cock caressing my hole every now and again.