Having been caught trying on a par of my wife's size 14 panties, I had been instructed to get a pair of my own frilly knickers in my size and a hood made of soft panty nylon they were both pink in color.
My wife had been sharing her thoughts with friends on Skype and people she had met from time to time when traveling as part of her work.
What follows is what happened one evening when my wife took me along as she traveled one week as part of her work.
We stayed at a small country town at a motel, upon arrival my wife made it clear I was to undergo one of her fantasies of being a panty boy that would be also providing oral to some ladies whom she had spoken about my panty fetish.
I had expected a nice meet 'n greet But no we stayed in our room and I was put in the frilly panties only and stood in the corner, She had me stand with my hands on my head, and then got her laptop fired up and I was not privy to her writing but I was instructed to bend over, turn left and right thus showing people whom she was Skypeing with a show of what I had on...
After a time of this she shut down the laptop and had me redress but to keep the panties on a pair of jeans and a short sleeve shirt not tucked in.
We went to dinner in the dining room with seating for about 30 people again I was assuming I would meet her friends, but no we were to sit alone. The dining room was about half full when we walked in and as we stood waiting to be seated "There all here darling panty boy" loud enough to be heard by the waitress and a couple of tables there were couples there single men and women young and old alike..
The table we sat at was for two and I faced my wife over the table and all I was looking at was the wall...
She just sat there ordered drinks and meal and we just sat and chatted like any other couple, she excused herself to go to the loo, yet just before going stood next to me and bent to whisper in my ear, "Move forward in your seat panty boy..." I did as requested and she casually lifted the rear of my shirt one handed just a little, and ran her hand just inside the waist line of the jeans and pulled on the panties just enough to show some of the pink. Now sit back straight panty boy as I did I could feel the air of my slightly exposed back Now don't move naughty boy....
And then she was gone, whilst she was gone the waitress arrived with our entree.
When she came back she sat down with a big grin and just said straighten your self up darling the dining room might see your panties....
I went crimson in color and pulled down my shirt... and we just sat and chatted small chat and enjoyed our meal and wine followed by desert and coffee, She was prolonging the agony of me not knowing whom had seen my panties.
Behind me I could hear people coming and going as customers finished their meals and retired for the evening, I was hoping that all of a sudden I would be just be introduced in a flurry of a speech given by my now well relaxed wife and therefore ridiculed in public.
Again no we just got up went to the waitress station and as I paid she casually started to rub my buttocks whilst stood nice and close. We then left for our room..
