She was right. With my jeans and a loose-fitting sweater on, my size D breasts were almost undetectable. There was no need to stop before leaving town and I was confident that my feminine attire and red fingernails would not be exposed. As Sam finished packing for both of us, she made sure that I saw her putting the strap-on dildo in one of the bags.
"What do you want to bet that my sexy little wench gets fucked tonight," she said.
I knew better than to bet against that happening. Sam smiled and kissed me on the cheek as she sent me to the car with our bags.
We were on our way after a quick lunch. There wasn't anybody around and my femininity easily escaped detection. We had been driving a couple hours when Sam said that she needed to stop at a rest area. There were several trucks and a few cars parked at the rest area when we pulled in. I shut off the car and Sam took the keys. Then she pulled a bag from the back seat and handed it to me. "See you in a few minutes," she said as she jumped out of the car and headed for the restroom.
I was sure that I knew what was in the bag as I nervously carried it toward the restroom. There were only a couple men present when I walked in. The handicapped stall was free so I went in and latched the door behind me. That gave me good privacy and room to make the change of clothes that I knew Sam expected of me.
When I opened the bag, I found a white, light-weight sweater. As I replaced the sweater that I was wearing with the one from the bag, I realized that my bra showed clearly through the thin material and my fake breasts bulged out against the tight fit. Next, I pulled a dress from the bag. It was a red corduroy jumper. I removed my jeans and pulled the dress over my head. It had a scoop neckline that ran under my bulging bra and the hem was about mid thigh. I felt a slight tightening in the front of my panties as I ran my hands down over the front of my sweater and dress to smooth the wrinkles.
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