Scraping bye

In the morning I put on a pair of panties, it was more tempting than the boxer I had used the day before. The feel of silky panties sliding up my legs towards my crotch made me semi-erect, and the cock didn't fully fit into the panties. I put on the jeans, and the spare shirt, and left for breakfast. There an accident struck, a waiter stumbled and spiled som cocoa on my shirt. The drink was cold, but the shirt was ruined. I was devastated. The hotel gave me a free cleaning, but what to wear?

I looked through my wife’s clothing, one of the blouses could be used as a shirt. It was white, the sleaves were not as straight as on a men’s shirt. The buttoning gave me a bit of a headache since it was opposite of what I’m used to. I got it on and left for the meeting. It wasn’t my best performance. I kept thinking everybody saw me wearing more feminine attire than usual. That the shirt/blouse flashed it out, that the panties shone through my pants. The cock was semi-erect almost all-day.