Author: Jenny's Husband
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Summary: Jenny's husband doctors her clothes ready for a formal evening.
I came home from work one day eager to see my wife Jenny's new formal gown that she would wear to our company's dance the following night. With much fanfare, she modeled the breathtaking dress for me. It was a strapless, long evening gown, white that accentuated her curves. Her huge breasts looked inviting and the dress displayed a bit of her cleavage. She saw my eyes focus on her breasts and immediately turned red and said,
"Do you think this shows too much?" I assured her that it didn't and ranted and raved about the dress. Already, I was hatching a plan in my mind on how she would DEFINITELY show too much the next evening.
That night, after she went to bed, I took a pair of scissors and her dress and made some important modifications. I weakened the seams along the sides and at the shoulders as much as I could without breaking them. I also applied a thin, transparent adhesive to the outside of the white panties she had picked out to wear with it. Finally, I weakened the seams of the panties like I had the dress.
The next evening, we went to the dance and she was simply stunning. Her hourglass figure turned the head of many of my coworkers. Bill, my closest work friend, also gave her a look, followed by a smile and a wink at me, for he was my accomplice this evening. I had played sort of a game with her while getting ready, dressing her while allowing her to dress me. She thought I was just being playful, but it really allowed me to be the only one that touched her panties. She, therefore, had not discovered the adhesive and I had firmly ensured that her panties stuck to her dress. Of course, the dress didn't allow her to wear a bra.
We danced and had dinner and listened to the boss give a boring speech. Finally, we began dancing again and I nodded to Bill, indicating it was time to put our plan into action. He struck up a conversation with Jenny near the edge of the dance floor. As they talked, he got closer to her, pretending to have a hard time hearing her because of the loud music. As he got closer, he firmly planted his foot on the hem of her dress. She did not notice. I made my way to the other side of the dance floor and waited for the song to end. I had already told the band to take a break after this song and told the cameraman to stand by. When the song ended, I called out
"Jenny". She looked over at me and I motioned wildly fo her to hurry over to me like I had something exciting to tell her. She immediately started to walk over. Of course, her dress pulled tight as she moved, and suddenly RRIIIPPP! The shoulder seams tore and because she was moving quickly, the dress pulled down and her luscious 38CC's came into view. Everyone stared at her, the camera flashed, and she was so surprised, she just stood there a couple of seconds...
She stood there, paralyzed, with her beautiful boobs slightly bouncing for everyone's enjoyment. Suddenly she turned crimson red with embarrassment, put her arms in front of her boobs, and looked at her new dress. I hurried over, acting all concerned. Bill acted stunned and confused and took his time removing his foot after she pleaded with him twice. Everyone else in the room broke into cheers and laughter and a crowd quickly gathered around.
I said "Honey, hurry and run to the restroom!" She began to run, but little did she know that I had firmly planted my foot on the hem of her already ripped dress. As she ran out of the crowd, there was another loud RRIIIPPP, and she came completely out of her dress. The panties, of course accompanied her dress and the crowd cheered and laughed even louder at the sight of her bare ass and pussy. I pretended to be knocked down by the sliding dress under my foot, and then acted like I was having a hard time getting through the crowd to help her. She was on her own for at least three minutes.
During this time, her hands went to her blonde pussy and huge, bouncing boobs, and she sort of leaned over and tried to walk out of the room. Laughing people blocked the door, though and everyone got a great look at her creamy white ass. Someone turned on a stage spotlight and her ass shined in it's glow as the photographer and by now a few others snapped awy with their camera's.
My darling Jenny was so embarrassed because she had never been seen naked in front of anyone but me (and her parents when she was younger). Someone hollered out that he loved her beautiful ass, so she moved the hand that was covering her boobs down to cover her ass. What she didn't realize, though, was that her hand was not enuogh to cover all of her ass, and it still wiggled around, mostly on display. Now her luscious boobs were exposed for all to see. The whole time she was running around the middle of the dance floor, trying to find a way out, and all her charming parts wiggled to the intense pleasure of the hysterical crowd.
I finally got loose and moved to help her, but was very slow about it. As I helped her out, I made sure that her flailing arms exposed her pussy a couple of times. Several guys got good shots of her beautiful, blonde bush as we left the room. I finally found something for her to wear and we left the dance. For days, she did not want to leave the house, she was so embarrassed. I bought her an incredibly expensive formal dress to make up for the one ruined that fateful and erotic night.