A couple of weeks passed after the night I divulged everything to Jen about the fetish my Hubby and I shared. Jen and I call eachother on a pretty regular basis, but the amount of times she called me in those two weeks was a bit staggering. Apparently, the thought of my Hubby wearing panties of any sort was pretty taboo to her, and she was loving being naughty and exploring various femdom porno sites to "educate" herself before the event was to happen between the 3 of us. She loved asking me about the various types of panties that I've made him wear, the types that he's stolen, and exactly how he gets off using them. Again, the amount of calls was overwhelming... but I admit... talking to her about it all without Hubby knowing was getting me hot.

Hubby noticed that I was on the phone quite a bit more, so I told him that Jen was going through some rough relationship issues.  I asked if he'd be alright with going to Jen's house the following Saturday night for dinner. He asked if he really needed to and that he didn't want to go if it was going to be a "girl's night" with emotions being thrown around all night. I told him that he didn't have a choice and that she needed our support...and then shot him a naughty grin and said that he could probably have some "alone time" with Jen's intimates, if she and I happened to be alone for a bit outside. In my best 'mommy-dearest' face and voice, I said, "I could arrange for that to happen for you if you're a good boy."  Hubby blushed immediately. I could see his excitement trying to boil out, but he fought it back and just shrugged and murmured OK.

Everything was falling into place. Jen and I continued our erotic discussions and ideas - we couldn't wait to spring this on Hubby. He had no idea what was barreling his way. Hubby was dreading the dinner, and the supposed supportive BS aspect of the night... but was mentally drooling with the thoughts of freely going through Jen's panty drawer... even if it was only for a few minutes, it would be more than worth it for him. I was ecstatic and couldn't believe it was all happening.

Saturday evening arrived.  I was getting ready in the bathroom when my Hubby stepped out of the shower.  I immediately noticed that he had taken the time to shave and trim all around his groin area. He saw me staring and asked if I liked it.  I told him that I loved it and asked what had made him do it.  He said that he wanted to be clean for Jen's panties and really feel all of the soft materials that her collection had to offer. He was really getting into this! I told him that I thought it was hot and proceeded to suck him off in record time. I honestly love blowing my Hubby, but this was also to try and milk him a bit before the big night coming his way.  He needed to last.

We arrived at Jen's house. We didn't say anything to eachother at that moment, but I know Hubby and I were both thinking about the last time we were there to watch the house and take care of the pets (See our Blog: House Sitting and Hubby Panty Play). I was starting to get very excited now. Jen greeted us at the front door and welcomed us in.  We proceeded to her family room where she also had a bar, and began drinking some cocktails and eating hors d'oeuvres. Jen and I were making some small talk, and she had left my Hubby's favorite team's game on the television so that he would be glued to it for a bit. 

Jen and I then pretended to start talking about her "devastating relationship issues". We excused ourselves to the backyard to supposedly talk it out a bit - and Hubby was more than ok watching the game inside with food and drinks. Jen and I pow wowed by her hot tub on how to approach the night.  Jen had done extensive research on how to get Hubby most excited that night and ran everything by me for my approval. I was pleasantly surprised by the amount of effort Jen had gone through.  She had set up a whole back bedroom of her house just for tonight.

I feel it necessary to give you this little tidbit about Jen before continuing. Jen was divorced years ago and had been awarded a ridiculous amount of money. She enjoyed being single, and had enough money to live 50 lifetimes. She had a very large house, and couldn't stop buying anything that tickled her fancy. So when I tell you that she set up an entire bedroom for tonight, believe me when I tell you that no expense was spared. This bedroom was a surprise not only to Hubby, but for me too, now. I was starting to love this situation because I was no longer the sole "leader" of expanding this fetish with Hubby. This night was a gift to me as well, and I was getting butterflies in my stomach with anticipation.

Jen stayed in the backyard, with her feet in the hot tub and drinking a very large glass of wine. I went back inside to tell Hubby that Jen and I were going to talk for a bit more outside and that I thought that this would be the best time for him to have his little sissy panty escapade in her drawers.  I told him that I would buy him a solid 20 minutes or so, and just to be on constant alert. He spent no time in getting up and almost running down the hall toward the master bedroom. He was putting complete trust in me to delay Jen and not allow her to discover his dirty deed.  He never once questioned me being only on his side in all of this. I felt a twinge of guilt, but then reassured myself that this was ALL for him - he was going to LOVE it. I filled up my wine glass and went back outside to be with Jen. I told her that he had begun his panty adventure, and we both giggled.

Jen and I finished our glasses of wine, and went back inside. Jen asked if I'd like a refill and took both glasses with her  behind the bar.  She returned with a silver tray containing our beverages on crimson red napkins. There was also a very small mason jar with green pills in it, and three masquerade style masks that I recognized.  I looked up at Jen and asked, "Are those masks from what I think they're from"?  She laughed softly, and confirmed that they were the same masks that she and I had worn in New Orleans years ago on a Sorority Trip.  "And what are those pills?" I already knew, but Jen reminded me of the lonely nights in the sorority house that were so easily remedied with readily-accessible ecstacy pills with happy faces with stars for eyes on them. So many memories came flooding back to me.  Jen and I had a couple desperate, yet seductive, girl on girl experiments in college - it was really hot each time, but also a little akward at times. Something was missing, and we both knew it - so we shed that from our friendship. I can't help but ask myself if Hubby is what was missingbetween Jen and I?

I fingered the masks and smiled at Jen. I picked one for myself, and put it on. I picked one for Jen, and put it on her. I stripped off my clothes, only leaving on the carefully picked: floral pattern satin full back panties for Hubby - and my mask. I then stripped Jen down to her mask and panties as well.  I told her that Hubby was going to love her choice of her ruffled panties.  They were red with white polk a dots, and were made of satin and silk. I grabbed the mason jar and lightly shook it. The small E pills with happy little faces made little clinking noises. I thanked Jen, but explained that tonight needed to be completely clear for me. I wanted to be clear of mind to experience this with Hubby. If there's a next time, we can discuss inviting our friend, Ecstacy.  Deal? Deal, said Jen. 

Jen grabbed my hand and we sauntered down the massive hall lit by candle light to her master bedroom. We were bare foot on quiet wood flooring, so sneaking up on Hubby wasno problem.  I mean... it really couldn't have played out better. Jen and I tip-toed into her bedroom, which was lit only by her fireplace.  The fire was crackling, and put off a good amount of light on Jen's king sized bed, as well as her huge dresser... the dresser that Hubby was frozen in front of after he realized our presence. He then frantically tried (in all one motion) to shut the drawers, pull up his pants, get rid of the panty evidence, and try to look smooth doing it.  He failed miserably and we laughed at him.

He immediately picked up on the fact that we were both only in our panties and wearing the masquearde masks. He was in shock, not sure what to say or do. I told him that everything was alright and that Jen was going to help expand our sissy panty fetish with him. He was mortified, and I think a little scared.  When I went over to him, he was trembling a bit. I motioned for Jen to come over and comfort him and reassure him that everything was going to be alright. I explained that I had told Jen EVERYTHING... and she liked it alot. I took his hands in mine, and released the panties he was gripping with white knuckles. Jen and I then gently stripped Hubby out of his clothes. I handed Hubby the last Masquerade mask and he put it on while I lightly stroked his hard on with a handfull of Jen's panties. While I was stroking, I noticed Jen with her hand down the front of her ruffled panties making eye contact with Hubby.

Jen and I each took one of his hands and walked him out of her room, and down the hall to the room that Jen had prepared for us. As we walked down the candle lit hallway to the very back of the house, Jen and I both explained that he was now our sissy play toy on any given Saturday night.  The nicer he was and more receptive to our acts he was, the more he would be rewarded.  Pretty simple, and he seemed very excited.

Jen led us into the new "Playroom".  I was taken back by it all, and so was Hubby.  His mouth was open and his eyes were huge.  I looked down at his cock and it was rock hard.  Imagine a large bedroom with one king sized bed covered in pink satin sheets directly in the middle, and a huge soft white shag rug underneath it.  Against one wall, there was a large dresser that Jen took us over to and opened the drawers.  They were completely filled with every imagineable type of panty.  Jen then walked us over to a bay window in the room that she converted into a multi-mirrored stage type of area that resembled what you might stand on when you go to the tailor.  There were 2 chairs next to the small platform - obviously an area for Jen and I to sit and observe Hubby. Then on the far wall of the room, there was a huge walk-in closet full of sissy panties and outfits that wouldn't fit in the dresser.  The whole room had floral patterns with soft colors, similar to what you might imagine for an innocent girls room. Jen had somehow found some high res pictures of men in panties that she found particularly hot and put the frames staggered all over the walls. 

Jen and I had Hubby pick out his 10 favorite pairs of panties in the dresser.  Once he had them, we had him stand on the small stage area with his sissy panties and declare why he picked each pair that he was holding. Once he explained why he picked that pair, he was to put the panties on and tuck himself in the best he could.  Then he was to come over to each of us and let us rub him through the panties while we humiliated him with names and teasing. Good thing I milked him earlier, I thought.  He would have surely spurt everywhere with his sissy juice by now with all the panty cock rubbing!

We gave him a small break and had him wear a pretty pair of panties with lots of ribbons. Then Jen slipped a cock ring on Hubby.  We each held his hand and looked closely at all the pictures on the walls and explained that we would do nearly everything he saw at some point in that room. We then went over to the walk in closet and played a role-playing game.  Mind you, I revealed EVERYTHING to Jen about my Hubby's past and how he thinks this fetish all started with his cousin and her panties (see our othe blog story: Panty Husband Background). 

We all got very into our roles.  I was Hubby's Aunt, and Jen was Hubby's favorite Cousin. Hubby was Hubby... but much, much younger. We were pretending to play dress up because the premise was that Hubby had gone to their house, but got berry stains all over his outfit.  They took it off to wash everything, and in the meantime, had to dress Hubby in something from their closet...This walk-in closet!  So Jen and I (or Hubby's Cousin and Auntie) would take turns putting him in various outfits- all the while rubbing him, tugging him, pushing on him, giggling at him, and making him feel young like the boy he was when he was first discovered this sissy panty world.  He was loving it and completely let go for both of us. Each story we came up with was better than the previous.  This was going on for quite awhile, when I noticed the precum starting to dribble from the Sissy Clitty.

Jen and I then took hubby over to the bed in the middle of the room and plopped him down. He was wearing a pair of very fluffy ruffled panties that shook with every movement he made on the bed covered in pink satin sheets.  Jen and I got on each side of Hubby and began rubbing his cock through the panties.  We kept saying some of the dirtiest things we could think of and kept calling him everything under the sun related to being a little sissy panty boytoy.  He finally couldn't take it anymore and exploded in his panties.  Jen and I took turns licking his cock through the panties and sucking up his sissy juice.  We stayed entangled on the bed together for a long while and soaked in everything that was going to change.

So glad that we had the opportunity to explore new horizons with our friend!  Jen and I will be coming up with many more fun nights with different ideas or themes for Hubby.  But one thing we want to explore in the next session is getting the ladies off before Hubby.  This first session was purely for him... but he's going to have to learn that sharing is caring.  Not sure if we're going to set any ground rules or not.  We'll have to see how things progress...Stay tuned!

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