Still Here, Just Busy
I know, I know. I've only made three short posts in over a year. I really do apologize for that. There are a couple of reasons why things have been so quiet around here, and I figured I owed you all an explanation.
First off, the home situation hasn't changed much. My PC is still centrally located in our living room, and since my wife doesn't know about the blog and definitely wouldn't approve, I have to keep everything hidden. She can easily walk by and look over my shoulder at any moment, so my private computer time is extremely limited. I know I used to write more frequently, but over the last several years things have changed and that private time has decreased dramatically.
The other big change is my job. After Covid, I switched jobs and since then I've been traveling like crazy for work. I'm on the road anywhere from 1 to 4 nights a week, sometimes more. It's rare that I'm not traveling at all these days.
Now, you might think, "Perfect! You have a laptop when you travel, plenty of time to write!" Well, here's the thing - my company owns that laptop. I've never felt comfortable using it for the blog because I'm just not sure what they can see. So I haven't.
Life at Home
For those who've been following along, my wife still knows about my pantyhose fetish. I've been wearing them openly in front of her for quite a few years now, and about 10 years ago I also started openly wearing ballet flats around her too. Does it turn her on? Not at all. She simply tolerates it.
I should mention - my marriage is really good. Everything except for sex, honestly. We get along really well. She's actually my best friend. Since our sex life is basically non-existent anyway, I figure it's better to wear pantyhose openly in front of her and not have sex, as opposed to not wearing pantyhose and still not having sex. You know what? To this day, it's still a thrill to wear them.
I've always been a leg man - there's something about seeing legs in pantyhose that I find incredibly appealing. Since that's not something you see much anymore these days, I guess I've found my own way to appreciate and create that aesthetic for myself.
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I think it comes down to this: I like wearing what I like seeing women wear. Since I don't have a wife that shows off her legs in pantyhose and high heels, I wear pantyhose and high heels myself. In a way, I'm my own substitute. Don't get me wrong, even if she did wear sexy lingerie, I'd still wear these things, but that's my excuse, so I'll stick with it.
Side note: I bought so many pairs of ballet flats that she finally got a little irritated and told me not to buy anymore. It didn't stop me completely, but I've only bought a couple of pairs since she said that.
Hotel Life
Being alone in hotel rooms has its perks. I do get to dress up in the evenings, and even though I can't pass and have never tried to, I can wear high heels and slip on a stuffed bra. I'm still using the water balloon method, warming them up in the microwave. I not only enjoy the way they bounce and jiggle, but that warmth feels amazing.
I also have the opportunity to take pictures, which I do. But here's the catch - I work such long hours that by evening I'm almost always too tired to set everything up and shoot. So what have I been doing instead? I try to take pictures in the mornings.
My typical routine: I wake up, grab coffee, read a little news, then get breakfast. Afterward, I'll set up my camera and start taking some shots. But just when I'm really getting into it and things are flowing, it's time to go to work. I have to wrap everything up, pack, check out of the hotel, head to work, and then either go home or move on to the next city and hotel. Generally I'm only in a city for one night, so there just isn't a lot of time to spare.
Every once in a while I'll stay several nights in a row in the same hotel, and that's when I have more time to play around. I don't have to pack up and move on constantly. I can actually leave high heels and a bra laying out in the open. Of course, when I do that, there's always that nagging worry in the back of my mind that housekeeping might come in and see my lingerie laying about.
As for my wife, she actually found a pair of my high heels many years ago, so I know she knows that I have some. She just doesn't know how many pairs I actually have. I'm also pretty sure she's seen a bra or two of mine laying around as well, but it's not something that's ever talked about. These things are kind of an open secret. I definitely don't wear them in front of her though.
What I'm Up To These Days
I know I used to shoot videos and post them on YouTube and occasionally here on the blog, but these days I've concentrated solely on still photography. The problem is, since I keep my pictures on my home computer and edit them there, I run into the same privacy issues with my wife. There just isn't a lot of time when I can work on them without worrying about being interrupted.
So that's where things stand. I'm still here, still enjoying the lifestyle when I can, still taking photos when time permits. I haven't abandoned this space - life has just gotten more complicated and time has gotten scarcer.
For the last few years I have been posting some pictures online on FetLife under the name n2collants. If you want to see some of the pictures I've taken over the last few years, you can find me there.
On FetLife, I can see that there are a lot of guys like me. Most people show their location. I've considered trying to find another guy with the same fetish as myself to possibly meet and hang out and dress up together, but the few I've contacted really haven't been compatible, plus the logistics of it are a bit complicated to try and work out discretely. I've considered trying to find someone locally and even considered trying to find someone in a city that I travel to for work somewhat regularly, but the logistics of that are almost impossible considering I don't always know where I'm going to be. If that makes any sense.
I'll try to post more regularly when I can, and I'll share some photos from my travels soon.
Thanks for sticking around.
