1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 03


    Date: 10/7/2023, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans 

    ... couple of these?”

A few minutes later I was stepping in to one of the long gowns. It was backless, had a very low-cut front that I was sure that if I bent a little my tits would be visible to anyone in front of me, and the dress part had slits up the sides, right to my waist; but it was too long for the short me.

“I can shorten it for you if you decide to buy it, it’s one that I designed and made myself.”

“Impressive.” Dylan replied, “did you make everything on display here?”

“No, I’d need to work 48 hour days to do that, just the garments with a ‘YLFE’ label.”

I quickly realised what YLFE stood for as I looked at myself in a mirror and decided that I liked the dress.

I tried on a similar, but slightly different dress then asked Dylan if I could have them. When Dylan said that I could he also asked Bethany if she could shorten them. I then had to stand wearing each of the dresses, in turn, and wearing a pair of the heels that we’d just bought, whilst Bethany measured how much to take off the length.

As Dylan was paying for all the things that we’d bought, Bethany told Dylan that the 2 dresses would be ready in 3 days. Dylan turned to me and asked me if I could come and get them as he’d be at work.

“No problem.” I replied.

“You’re new credit card might have arrived by then, if it hasn’t you can borrow mine.” Dylan said.

“So I can buy some more clothes then?”

“Exactly Esther.”

On the subject of spending Dylan’s money, I forgot to mention ...
    ... that just before the wedding I’d quit my job because Dylan told me that he earned enough for me not to work. At the time I was happy to go along with that just so long as Dylan didn’t mind if I got a job somewhere along the line if I wanted to.

Dylan had told me that I could be a leisurely housewife spending all the sunny days sunbathing in the back garden and talking to the neighbours. On the rainy or cold days I could join some sports clubs, go to the huge leisure centre just a 10 minute walk away, or just go shopping.

When we left that shop we headed straight for home, both of us laden with shopping bags which meant that I couldn’t have done anything, even if I’d wanted to, about the breeze in the Underground blowing the very light-weight skirt part of my new dress all over the place. My butt and pussy must have been on display at times but at the time I was more interested in getting home with those bulky bags.

Dylan had to sit opposite me on the train and he later told me that he was pleased that I hadn’t crossed my legs because he’d really enjoyed staring at my pussy for most of the journey. I wondered how many other people had seen it.

The day had been quite exhausting but after we’d had something to eat Dylan phoned his parents to let them know that we were back from our honeymoon. They had a long chat and they talked about us going to visit them and them coming to visit us but no dates were fixed although Dylan did tell them that it was okay for them to just ...
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