It was a short drive from campus to the bar. As we drove up I saw a sign outside that said happy hour starting at this hour with all mixed drinks for the ladies half off. Seeing that it was open I was keen on going in but asked Sam if he was up to it. Seeing how this excited me he agreed for a short stop and said smiling that since it was ½ price drinks for the ladies it would be a cheap date.

Since it was still early there was no ID checker at the door and only a few people in there, two other couples and a couple of guys at the pool table at the far end of the room. Since there were so few people in the bar Sam and I took seats at the long bar so we could order our drinks directly. The bartender who was a 20 something and rather charming asked what we would like to order and I said a cosmopolitan while Sam ordered just a coke since he was driving.

The bar tender was definitely charming and he and I started to converse quite easily. Sam gave me a look that indicated that I was just flirting with this guy and I had to admit he was right. Just after we got our drinks Sam excused himself to use the facilities. As I chatted away with the bartender I heard a voice behind me ask if the other seat next to me was taken.

I immediately recognized that deep baritone voice that belonged to one of my former college roommates. I was about to automatically turn around and say “Art what are you doing here” but fortunately I came to my senses and paused which caused him to ask again if the seat was taken. Being a bit terrified of him recognizing me but also needing to keep up my female persona I turned towards him and in my best feminine voice said that the chair was vacant but my friend had the other.

He took the seat and began to tell me that even though it may sound like a pick-up line he had been at the pool table when I came in and thought he recognized me. At that point I was already scoping out a quick exit and possible excuses for the situation. He then asked if I had attended the university next door within the time period that I was there.

At that moment I came up with a logical plan of identifying myself as my sister if it got that far at least I had her ID. Anyways I answered yes and he then said that he might have dated me at some time since I looked awfully familiar and asked me what my name was. I then told him that it might be better if he told me who he was first.

This took him off guard for a moment and he apologized and told me his name was Art. I then told him that I was Barbara and it was nice to meet him (fortunately Barbara was my sisters middle name). He thought for a moment and said that my name didn’t ring a bell that he had thought that had met me before. At about that time Sam had returned and I introduced Art to him.

The interaction with Art had caused me to rapidly go through my cocktail and Art seeing this asked what Sam and I were drinking and ordered us refills. He then asked me my major which I blurted out without thinking as accounting. Art was a business major so I did have him in a couple of my classes and he said that we might have had a couple of classes together.

Seeing that my replaced cosmopolitan was in front of me I took another big sip and said that must be where he might remember me from. I told him that I used to sit at the front of the class. He agreed and said that must be where he remembered me from since he never forgets a gorgeous ladies face. I thanked him for the compliment and since he now placed me in his memory, he strolled back to the pool table where his buddy was waiting for him.

As we sat there, I told Sam about what he had missed. He reassured me that Art must really be remembering some other woman since I didn’t look anything like my brother. The second drink really had an effect upon me since I had already reduced my weight and my food intake was down. I could feel the effects of the drinks by me being more relaxed and talkative (as the bartender could attest to). While talking to the bartender I found out that Art was a part owner of the bar and why he was there.

Upon finishing my drink my inhibitions were down so as we got up to leave, I walked over where Art was and thanked him for the round. He graciously accepted my thanks by taking my hand and kissing it. He then said that if I was ever around again to stop by and he would take the time to show me around. I replied that I would but I would need his number. He then told me his number and I spoke it into my phone.

As we got back into the car Sam chuckled and said I was an absolute tease and that I probably got Art into a state of blue balls. I laughed at that, but the thought of me getting my former roommate that hard excited me. Somewhere within me I asked myself exactly how far would I go if I ever did meet up with Art again.

The traffic as we entered the interstate was the usual slow and go. My inhibitions were already low and I was feeling a bit frisky from the drinks and the short conversation with Art so I began to tell Sam how I used to enjoy such traffic when I was dressed and by myself. I told him how the slowness of the traffic allowed me to be a bit of an exhibitionist to truckers who could see down into the car.

He was curious and I think somewhat aroused by this so he asked me to tell him more about what I would do. I then told him about me revealing innocently a bit of panty while a trucker was passing by and see if he would slow down. If he did, I would then accidently lift my skirt or dress showing a bit more. I would know if I had their interest if he would pace me as I would make small speed changes.

I confessed that it made my heart race to hear the engine of the truck rev up to keep pace with me. Sam then asked if I took it any further and since I was still feeling uninhibited, I said yes. He of course asked how and I replied that if I had the trucker pacing me for a while, I would raise my skirt up enough to let me free hand slip into my panty and act as if I was playing with myself.\

Wow was Sam’s response to what I just revealed. Continuing I told him that I once I had a trucker change lanes four times just to keep me in view and then gave me a couple of beeps on the horn as he departed. Then I told him about the time I wore a see-through bra and let the wind blow my blouse open to reveal my slightly hidden nipples in the material.

That is where I got into problems since it was not only the truckers that could see it but also some passing cars. A couple young guys in cars followed me to a rest stop and propositioned me there fortunately they were out of their cars and I was in mine so I made a hasty retreat back into traffic and lost them when I exited and went the other way on the freeway. We were now heavily in traffic and I could tell by his look and a glance at his crotch that I had him aroused.

He then said that the traffic with all of the trucks would probably have made it an interesting drive about now. I could easily see where this was going and with my inhibitions being so low, I took the bait. I then said this would be a perfect time to set up an exhibition but I would need his help. When I said that he almost slammed into the car in front of him.

Careful I told him, and explained what I wanted him to do. Since I was already a bit sleepy, I would lay my head back and seem that I would be half asleep and have my legs spread a bit. He would then slowly raise my dress with his free hand and begin to massage my thigh moving ever upward revealing my stockings garters and panties.

Okay he replied and I could tell by his voice that he was a bit inhibited so I told him just soft gentle caresses to reveal what is underneath. To this he winked at me and I began to get into position by freeing up my dress so it did not impede his hands and then spreading my legs so gently and then I laid my head back. From my use of the lady’s room, I knew that my stocking tops perfectly covered the edges of my restricting panty where it met my thigh and all looked smooth.

Sam did not move his hand to immediately reveal what I had under my dress so I peeked out under my eyelids to see what was going on. Sam was now moving closer to a big rig and I could see him slowly moving up on him. As I saw this, I felt his hand slowly move up my knee and onto my thigh. At that point I closed my eyes again and just luxuriated in the feeling of his hand and the sound of the rig next to us.

It surprised me as Sam’s hand started moving up my thigh how it excited me. I could feel my heart beat a bit faster and my breathing become slightly labored. At the point where I could feel his hand on my garter, I heard the whine of the rigs engine speed up to keep pace with us. I could tell that Sam was having a go with him since his hand left my leg momentarily for him to maneuver the car to another lane.

The sound of the rig returned along with Sam’s hand on my thigh. At this point I was really beginning to get hot from his touch and was beginning to want more than a light stroking. Sam by this time had already a second rig in his sights and again I heard the revs of its engine. While he was caressing my thigh he asked if I wouldn’t mind if he explored a bit further. Being really aroused at that time I instantly said yes.

Not sure of exactly he had in mind I now focused on feeling his touch. It didn’t take long to figure out what he was up to because I felt his hand go between my legs and begin to fondle my panty. I could feel his hand directly, I felt its pressure on my faux bits. He soon moved it to my tummy and slowly inserted his fingers between my panty and the created vulva.

I was really turned on by this and let out a bit of a moan at which I felt his hand move and he asked if everything was okay. I told him I was loving it and his hand returned. It was then that his hand went back down to between my thighs and inside my panties. I could feel the pressure of his fingers on the fake mound and lips as he explored my inner workings. At this point I was breathing heavily and was extremely excited. His fingers continued to probe around my labia lips.

This must have caught him a bit by surprise since he exclaimed that I missing something down there. In a very sultry and suggestive voice I said yes, most women do. He then said of course and began to move his hand so his fingers examined more of my creation. Whatever rig that was shadowing the view was definitely caught up in this since I could hear its engine rpms go up and down.

Sam played at this for a while and then asked he could touch my breasts. I replied yes of course. By this time, I realized that it was not the show for the rigs that he was after but was really enjoying exploring me. I was even more electrified with this touch since not only could I feel the pressure of his hand but the heat of it coming through my breast form.

He started by massaging the outside of my dress and then let his hand move inside my dress between my bra and the dress. I could feel the pressure of his fingers as they probed for my fake nipple through the material. Although I could only feel the pressure and the heat of his touch it got to me and I began to moan. I then encouraged him by placing my hand on his and slipping it in between my bra and breast.

When he felt the my expensive fake nipple, his only comment was that it was perky and hard. He continued to caress my breast with his free hand its heat had penetrated the breast material to my breast and I could feel his hand pressure through the breast. I opened my eyes for a moment and saw his hand massaging my breast. This sight along with the sensual pleasure of the hands pressure and heat shot through me and I began to come. Sam must have noticed this because he coaxed me along saying that’s it go girl.

By the time that I got myself back under control we were about 45 minutes from home and Sam suggested that due to the late time that we might as well stop and have something to eat. I agreed and found an Applebee’s restaurant near where we were using my phone.

Before getting out of the car I had to make adjustments to my clothing. I could tell that Sam had definitely enjoyed our actions by the smile on his face. Once inside there wasn’t a lot of business so we seated almost immediately. Before sitting down though I excused myself to further cleanup in the lady’s room. Upon entering the stall, I had to clean a bit of come from my panty and then attempted to check the back of my dress.

As I walked out of the stall, I noticed that there was a pad dispenser on the wall and having a bit of change I was able to get a small pad from the dispenser. Going back into the stall I slid the pad into my panty to catch any other liquid that might escape. Finally, after checking myself over and fixing up my makeup I went back to the table.

Sam had already ordered us something to drink. As I settled into my seat across from Sam who smiled wickedly and said, “you really are an interesting woman.”

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

“Well, I sort of found that you were missing something that I thought would be there.”

Giggling I replied, “and what would be that be?”

Looking about to see if there was anyone in close proximity he continued, “Um, maybe some appendage between your legs?”

Shaking my head slightly and smiling I leaned across the table and said, “A woman would only have another man’s appendage between her legs. Were you thinking of that?”

Sam blushed a deep red and replied, “Uh no, but maybe, yes?”

“As I present myself as a woman, having something dangling between my legs would not be proper. So, to make myself fully presentable some minor adjustments had to be made. I might at some point be a bit of an exhibitionist and show you, if you are so inclined.”

Sam’s smile got really big and he said, “I would love to see it, or rather not see it, if that makes sense.”

“To me it does, sometime later.”

The waitress then appeared with our drinks and we then were preoccupied with deciding on our orders. While we ate Sam asked what other explorations I had in mind while presenting myself as Barbara. Thinking for a moment I said, “I really liked working as a woman and presenting myself in that way. The day at the plumbing supply store was a joy and I would like to do that again, but any job where I would do it as a woman would be enjoyable.”

He considered that comment and we then chatted about some of the minor work that I could do around the area. After we had finished dinner Sam drove us home.