I'm standing in the hallway near the courtroom where I'm about to argue a motion and I feel I need to pee. As I race to the restroom, I can't hold it any longer and I wet my trousers wishing I had worn diapers and rubber pants to court. Suddenly I wake up and realize it was only a dream and my hand reaches to my crotch, feeling my rubber pants over my diapers and all is well.
I open my eyes and next to me is Linda, a vision of loveliness. I can't believe that here I am, in my soggy diapers and rubber pants, next to the most beautiful girl in the world looking so peaceful. Slowly she opens her eyes and I say Hi!" She whispers back, “Hi baby!”, leans over and kisses me gently on my lips, lies her head on my chest, and reaches down to my crotch, puts her hand under my diapers, and rubs my potty wet pee-pee. “I think my baby needs his diapee changed, don't you?
Sammy, I've been dreaming about you all night. I was so wet when I saw your pink rubber pants, I nearly came before I could get your diapers off and get your dick in me.” Of course I was by now hard, and asked “Could you change me, I'm so wet and I want to fuck.” She throws off our covers, pull off my rubber pants, unpins my diaper, get out of bed, grabs some wipes and starts to wipe me clean, slow and gentle around my pee-pee. Hers eyes are widely dilated, I'm so excited as her breasts rub against my chest, and I put one nipple in my mouth and begin to suckle. She strokes my face gently, lifts herself up and puts my cock in her pussy, and we are off for a morning ride.
As we both climax, I we kiss long and hard and she tells me “baby that was wonderful. I think its time for your diaper change." She gets my fresh diapers and proceed to complete the morning with a fresh new diaper and rubber pants. I tell her I'll make breakfast for us and we plan our day, deciding to go to a fairly private beach where I could wear my diapers. She leaves for a while to get some clothes and stuff for the rest of the weekend, I pack my diaper bag and we are off to the beach.
As we drive she tells me of her own experiences wetting her bed, needing diapers and rubber pants and her struggles with her mom. She described how it felt for her the first time she climaxed under her diapers, and wondered how it was for me. She went on to say that her mom would spank her after her first period and still wet her diapers. She started to cry a little as we reached the beach, and I hugged her. She then said to me “I wish my mom was more like yours. Yours was so understanding, and she diapered you for so long. My dad was like that. He never minded that I wet my bed. He often changed my diapers and helped me get ready for bed and was so nice to me when he wiped and powdered me and pinned my diapers on. But when I started having my periods, mom told me it was time to stop wetting my bed, that no boys would like me if they knew I was a diaper wearing bedwetter. She told me that I was too old and too much like a woman for daddy to keep diapering me and that from now on she would do all my diapering. I was so upset and that's when she started spanking me.”
I held her tight and kissed her and told her how wonderful she is until she felt better and we started looking for a place to throw down our blanket and umbrella. We found a pretty private area, not many people around and we laid down to catch some rays and talk more. I was wearing shorts over my diapers and she had on a bikini leaving little to the imagination. She untied her top, smiled and asked “You like don't you? I think you are going potty right now diaper boy." I smile and say “you caught me. I seem to wet my diapers every time I see you boobies and nipples.” “You keep that up, I'll be changing you every hour or two.” and we laugh together as she pats my diapered bottom.
After playing around for a while, she asks if I'm up for a swim and tells me she'll help me off with my diapers. She helps me with my shorts, pulls down my rubber pants, wipes my pee-pee and bottom, kisses it some and helps me with my swim suit. I tie her top on and off we go. After an exhausting swim, we return to our blanket, open a couple of beers from our cooler and have our lunch. After, Linda tells me I need to be diapered so I don't wet our blanket and she get a fresh diaper from my bag, wipes and powder me and pin the diaper in place, all the time teasing me with nipple, asking if I'd like to be nursed. Of course I do, after she pulls up my rubber pants, we lay down together and she nurses me. I tell her how much I love to suckle from her and she replies knowingly “I know Sammy baby, just like I love to see you in your diapers and rubber pants and potty in them." After awhile, we head home, tired and exhausted but happy as hell. After arriving home, we unpack and lie down together for awhile. By now, after a couple more beers my diapers are soaked. As we kiss and touch each other, Linda whispers in my ear, “Sammy baby, I never thought I would say this too anyone, or even have the desire, but would it be OK if could wear a diaper to bed tonight? It's been so long since I wet my bed, but i feel like I might tonight and I would love if you could diaper me just like my daddy used too, and then I could stay the night and we could sleep together in our diapers and rubber pants."