Shopping - Diapered Part 3 A Budding Friendship -- (Author) AlwaysInDiapers

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Author: AlwaysInDiapers
Timestamp: Mar 12, 2024 at 11:12 PM
Content: Shopping - Diapered

Part 3

A Budding Friendship

For part three I wanted to change this to first person. The week went by uneventfully, but Andrea and I texted each other and talked several times. It was Friday at about lunchtime when I got a phone call. She asked if I wanted to go have a drink after work. It sounded like a fun time so we decided that we would meet up for a while.

My intention was to leave work a little bit early so I could run by the house and put on a fresh diaper. It was a rather stressful day, so I was looking forward to being able to relax with my new friend. One thing led to another, and it was getting later than I wanted so I decided that I would just go with the diaper I had on all day. It was damp but not too bad and I thought I would be fine.

Now a little bit about myself. I have shoulder length Auburn hair and extra-long legs it seems but with high heels they always look longer. I'm rather tall so with heels I tend to stand out in a crowd. Andrea is a couple of inches shorter than I but she too had really pretty legs and wore heels most of the time as I do from what she told me. Andrea's hair is a dark blonde and falls to her shoulders. Without sounding conceited, I guess you could say we both are above average in looks.

Just as I arrived at the bar, I saw Andrea getting out of her car. She looked stunning. I couldn't help but wonder what diaper she was wearing because I knew she was wearing one. We had talked about it earlier and she said that like every day she would be in a diaper. I knew I would be too. When she saw me, she headed towards my car. I was putting my phone in my purse and was looking in the mirror to touch up my makeup. She greeted me and said she was so glad that we decided to meet up again in person and how she had looked forward to that. As I started to get out of the car, I just couldn't help myself and lifted my skirt as I put one leg out of the car so she could see my diaper under my pastel pink plastic pants. She laughed and said you just had to do that didn't you. I asked her at that point, do you mind as I was standing up. She came closer to me and gave me a hug and a kiss as she patted my diapered butt. I returned the favor and was able to feel her diaper under her skirt as well. I closed the car door and we walked into the bar.

At first, we thought we would just get a table so we could visit but then she suggested we sit in the bar so we could tease guys and see how many drinks we could get free. We walked over to one of the high-top tables and both of us hung our purse on the back of our chair before we sat down. As we were waiting for someone to take our order it was like you could feel eyes on us from head to toe. The bartender came over and asked us what we would be having tonight and would we like to see a menu. We both ordered a glass of wine and waited for the bartender to bring us a menu. As the bartender came back to the table with our wine, she said these were complementary from the three guys sitting at the end of the bar. Andrea’s plan was working perfectly as our first round of drinks were free. We glanced over at the guys waved to them and said thank you. Now coming straight from work, I was still in a pair of pantyhose over my diaper, so I think that might be why they could not take their eyes off us looking at our legs. Andrea said that maybe she needed to wear pantyhose more often as well because she said the guys cannot take their eyes off you. I laughed and said yes; I see that, and I will have to be careful that they do not see what's under my skirt.

We ordered chips and queso and sipped our wine and enjoyed each other's company as we caught up with the week’s work. It was so nice to just sit and enjoy her company and not have to worry about her knowing what I was wearing. It had just been a couple of weeks since we met but we felt as though we had already become best friends. We were enjoying our appetizers and wine totally engaged in conversation. We did not even notice the three guys got up to leave until they stopped by our chairs to say hello. We thanked them again for the wine and asked why they were leaving so early. As I did, I had my legs crossed at my ankles and I turned slightly in my chair giving them a clear view of my legs. Being very careful not to let my diaper show. One of the guys spoke up and said they were going to a sporting event, so they had to leave. One of the guys, could not take his eyes off my legs and kept looking trying not to get caught. That's when Andrea put her hand under the table and took mine and squeezed it with this devious grin on her face.

The guys said their goodbyes and walked away. It was so funny because if they only knew we were not interested in men but could tell they liked what they saw. We laughed. Andrea said next time we will have to dress similarly and have a little more fun. I patted her hand on top of the table. As I did, I felt a rush of warm pee pee going into my already damp diaper. As I did, I squeezed her hand and looked her right in the eye. She looked back at me and leaned in a little bit and said did you just pee pee your diaper? Blushing I looked at her and said how could you tell? She just simply said she could see that sense of satisfaction on my face. She asked are you going to be OK if we order another glass of wine and I told her I should be fine.

We sat there for another couple of hours just enjoying each other's company and relaxing after a hard week. As we were getting ready to pay the bill and leave, we talked about when the next time would be that we could get together. We agreed that we would wait a little bit longer before either of us invited the other to our house but spoke about maybe having a sleepover before too long. We both enjoy romcom movies. Since I enjoy cooking, I said we will have to make a date for her to come to my house and I will cook dinner, open a bottle of wine, and watch a good movie. She thought that sounded lovely but requested one rule. I looked at her surprised and asked her what the one rule was. She simply said that there would be no pants or skirts at dinner. We would both just be able to sit in our diaper and plastic pants without worrying about anything else.

I walked her to her car, and we hugged and both of us patted each other on our diapered butts. I thought I was going to pass out when she took my hand and leaned in and gave me a kiss, this time on the lips. As she did, I told her the one rule would be fine and I can't wait.