MARGIE'S PRETTY RED DRESS
One last dress up surprise story about Joe Whuzzit. Then his confession! A week had passed. Joe was a businessman and busy through the week. That also gave us a break to relax and just be happy campers.
One evening after a ride, maybe Wednesday, we had stopped for a short time at Joe's nicer Strip club. While there, we were informed by the manager that for our last Saturday Dollie would again be Joe's escort and Daisy Mae my play toy. Joe had one more dress-up surprise planned before we left on Sunday!
Joe had this fetish for tiny black mini-dresses. To our relief Joe realized 'one size does not fit all.' The clothing he'd been furnishing Dollie were the same dresses his Strippers came on stage in and the other night club partners wore. Amazingly they weren't the break-away Velcro attached type.
We just hung around our RV that last Saturday afternoon, taking a short walk and visiting other campers. Later the black Caddy pulled up in front of our site. This time Joe arrived rather early... noonish.
Dollie and I watched for Daisy Mae to step out of the Cadillac, or at least say hello from inside it. Joe told us I didn't need an escort where we're going. I was getting used to Ms. Daisy-- and her big boobies! But, I got over not driving Joe's Mercedes. I'd get over not driving Ms. Daisy... more or less.
Now Joe looked like a normal camper. Joe wore shorts and a T-shirt. This is what I wear when camping. So I was ready to party. In Joe's hand there was another small package for Dollie.
Joe had brought a pretty red mini dress for Dollie to wear. It also covered most important body parts, sort of. All black dresses had varied in length. Each was made differently. The plunging tops all distinctly different.
Yes, Dollie had to be cautious about bending over and squeezing her arms wearing those black dresses. We came to realize there were always other young girls with old geezers displaying equal amounts of fine female flesh, easing the embarrassment slightly.
This time, neither of us was worried about another indecent outfit. But, as we looked at that rubber red thing, we were beginning to worry again. Dollie hurried into our RV to put the red dress on. Joe was good at this dress-up surprise game.
We were in for other unexpected surprises this time. An odd request was made while Dollie was inside forcing herself into that thin red vinyl dress. Mr. Whuzzit asked to call Dollie Margie for today! I didn't care what he called her, as long as we had fun.
When Dollie came outside wearing that red dress, we were both pleased with the sexy lookin gal who stood before us. Her small nipples and nipple rings stood out like beacons in the night.