[M]y choice of [F]ood and wearing a kilt. Part 2

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o3wx4s/my_choice_of_food_and_wearing_a_kilt_part_1/)

Ending Part 1 I said that my my wife came home but I meant to say back to the hotel. I figured I would save the edit of the OG post and correct that here. You may have already realized what I meant. Here’s part 2!

I never thought that in my lifetime, something like this would happen to me. To be in this situation. I have read some stories on here. Even fantasized about some actually happening to me irl. But you are never really prepared when a dream or a fantasy comes to life.

When the pizza girl asked to touch my cock, I was flattered but shocked. I was also slightly embarrassed. I didn’t expect that casually joking about checking what was worn under a kilt would open up this possibility. But there I was and I had to say something.

“Honestly, I would love to let you, but I am married, and this wouldn’t be right.” I said.

She now looked up at me and said, “Are you sure? Looks like “he” disagrees.”

[M]y choice of [F]ood and wearing a kilt. Part 1

It is summertime where I live, and it’s hot. Hot enough that I try and wear whatever is light and breathable to stay cool. While it can be worn all year round, a kilt is my go-to clothing choice for the summer. While I have some great breathable underwear to wear underneath my kilt, I decided that I would just let everything hang out today.

My wife and I headed out for a small day trip as she signed up for a historic tour for some house in the next state over. Touring old houses is really not my thing so I decided that I would stay at the hotel and play some games while she was out with a friend doing the tour. The drive up to the hotel was great. My package just “hung out,” unrestricted and free. Depending on how my legs was positioned in the car, a bit of air from the air conditioning would find its way up my kilt. The cool air drifting across my balls and shaft felt good. It was also slightly arousing and distracting. Usually, wearing a kilt gets my wife going as she likes to tease me a bit to try and get me hard while wearing it. But on this trip, she was focused on relaxing with good tunes and watching the scenery of the drive. So, I was left with focusing on driving while keeping my growing arousal under control. Making a game out of moving my leg in and out of position. Letting the cool air tease my cock instead.