A Black Bra

These days I travel frequently for work.  When I'm alone in my hotel room I'm almost always dressed in a pair of pantyhose and and a bra.  Over the years I've developed a fetish for bras as well.  When I first started wearing bras it was simply for pictures.  I felt that it would help add to the feminine illusion that I try to accomplish in photos.  A flat chest is a dead giveaway that it's a guy.  

 These days it's just part of my cross dressing attire.

Many years ago I bought several bras for myself.  A few sports bras and and few that would probably be classified as training bras.  Since then I've worn them more and more.  

 As I've mentioned before I "stuff" them with water balloons.  They're suprizingly sturdy and they do hold up well when heated up in the microwave oven.  Which I especially like to do in winter.  Despite what you might think, they don't burst when heated.

What I haven't until recently was a black bra.  Over the years, any time I've worn a black bra, it's been one of my wife's.  I've never made a habit of wearing her clothes.  I did take a one piece bathing suit of hers years a go and then once in a while I'd wear one of her black bras.  Other than that, I haven't worn her things.

Recently, while out of town.  I had some extra time and stopped by a Wal Mart to shop for a black bra.  I have to admit that I still become a little nervous when I browse the bra section of a department store.  I guess because it's the one item that is one hundred percent for a woman and I don't think it's an item that a man normally buys for a wife or a girlfriend. I feel that I might as well have a sign hanging around my neck stating, "I'm a cross dresser and I'm trying to find a bra to wear".  

I was surprised that I was able to find one that I liked and it was also reasonably priced. Soon, I was heading back to my hotel room to try on my new black bra.  I was truly excited.