Busted

The guy turned back and walked up behind me and whispered, "I like your panties."

I was so busted. I turned to him and said, "Excuse me?"

"It looks like those panties you're wearing are pretty sexy. Maybe you'd like to show me them."

My face burned with embarrassment. I tried to look away but couldn't.

"It's laundry day. They're my girlfriends," I said.

He laughed loudly. "Bullshit."

"Alright. They're mine. I like to wear women's panties. Big deal."

"Hey it's cool. I think it's hot. I'd really like to see what you're wearing under there."

I smiled and blushed. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, my name's Bill"

"I'm Jeff. Listen I'm not gay or anything, it's just a little fetish of mine."

"Uh huh. Sure," he wasn't buying it. "Who said anything about being gay? I just want to see what you're wearing under those clothes."

I thought about it for a second. Nobody had ever seen me dressed as a girl and the thought of it was really turning me on. "Why don't you follow me back to my place and I can put on a little fashion show for you," I said.

"Sounds great."

Bill followed me back to my apartment. I made him a drink and told him to make himself at home while I freshened up. Just to tease him a little bit I stripped down to my bra and panties and I walked into the bathroom. I put on some sexy makeup, topping it all off with bright red lipstick. I put on a pair of white thigh high stockings, a white garter belt and a pair of sexy white bikini panties. I then put on a lacy white bra and slipped a pair of falsies into them to make it look like I have tiny tits. I slipped on a pair of red high heel pumps and a flirty white summery sundress. I checked myself in the mirror and had to admit the transformation was quite remarkable. I looked just like a pretty girl. I took a deep breath before leaving the bathroom.

The look on Bill face as I entered the living room was priceless. His eyes were practically falling out of his head and his mouth was on the floor.