A Few New Ones

I had a chance to slip a pair of my Wolfords the other day.  They really are great pantyhose.

Staying At Home

These are from Monday.

I'll try and continue with my story over the next day or so.

Recent Pictures

Someone posted a comment and stated that it has been a while since I posted any leotard or swimsuit pictures.  Well, because of this virus crap ravaging the world, I found myself home alone today.  I pulled out a couple of bodysuits that I hadn't worn for quite a while.

So, here are two pictures that were taken earlier today and , yes, I am doing my best to hold my gut in to make myself look better than I actually do.  At times I can still fake it, but I do need to tighten up the old mid section.

The last two pictures where I'm wearing the black leotard are from the archives.  They're several years old.

Leotards & Bras

The following story happened sometime in 2004 or 2005.  I think.  It's hard to pinpoint exactly when.  The exact date isn't really important.  When it happened we had been together for close to ten years.  What's important is the fact that it's completely true and plays somewhat in to what's been going on with me recently.

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The first several years we we together we did what many couples do.  We went out to bars and saw our favorite local bands, had drinks, played pool and so on.  But after a while, couples tend to stop doing that.

Going out and having some beers turns into staying home on the weekends and having some beers and watching movies or our favorites shows on the DVR.   You know the old song, "Everybody's working for the weekend" , except when you get a little older the weekends tend to be spent at home.  I'm not saying that we don't go out to dinner and a movie every so often, but we tend to have drinks at home these days.  It's safer and certainly cheaper.

The reason I decided to tell her that I had a pantyhose fetish is because I was sexually frustrated.  Our relationship was going strong except for sex.  We'd already been living together for a few years and I wanted more.  I remember exactly when I told her.  April 2, 2001.

Sometime in 2004 I started wearing panties openly.

It was sometime within the next year or so (after I started wearing panties) when she told me that she had found my bag with my high heels, leotards and bras.  I was stunned and embarrassed.  She didn't come down too hard and me, thankfully, but she wasn't exactly thrilled either.

In my stash I actually had a couple of her old bras that she had thrown away and I had taken out of the trash and kept.  She ended up taking those back.

The bottom line is that she found out that I had high heels, leotards and bras.  Honestly she didn't make a big deal out of it and it wasn't mentioned again.  In my own mind, I had gotten away with something.

Now, at this stage of our relationship I was wearing panties in front of her and I had worn pantyhose, but she didn't really like seeing me in pantyhose.  My big thrill at this point was wearing them and hoping that she wouldn't notice.

I decided to see if I could get away with wearing a leotard without her noticing.  I'm always up on the weekends before her.  So, one Saturday I decided to wear a leotard under a tee shirt.  That's all I wore.  A tee shirt over a leotard.

We were standing in the kitchen making coffee and I pulled her to me and gave her a hug.  She wrapped her arms around me.  She ran her hands up my back and onto my shoulders.  One of her hands stopped on my shoulder and then suddenly and with a slight gasp, she pulled the strap up through my shirt and popped it on my shoulder.  She didn't say anything, just a grunt.  She didn't do it in a playful way at all.  I was instantly shocked and embarrassed.  As I said, it was done somewhat angrily and without any hint of playfulness at all.

Without a word I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall toward our bedroom where I quickly stripped off my shirt and then the leotard.  I put my shirt back on and embarrassingly walked back into the room, fixed my coffee and didn't say a word.  Neither did she.

Now back to the present day:

On the weekends we generally have some beers or mixed drinks and watch movies or shows on the DVR.  She always goes to bed before I do. I must mention that she really isn't a touchy-feely type of person.  She's not big into passionate hugs or long embraces. But, several months ago I noticed something.  I noticed that on the weekends that before she went to bed, she would give me a hug and a kiss, but, she would run her hand along my shoulder and across my back, almost groping it.

This was unusual for her.  This only happens on the weekends after shes been drinking.  I started paying attention to her doing it and I believe I figured out what she's been doing.

Basically, I think she's been frisking me to see if I'm wearing a bra!  I know that might sound crazy, but I truly believe that.

With that in mind and coupled with the fact that our sex life is practically non existent, I decided to "take it up a notch".

I decided to let her catch me.  In a manner of speaking.

As I said, she goes to bed before I do every Friday and Saturday night.  I usually take the opportunity  to play dress up and on occasion to take some pictures. It's my alone time.  Of course I have a few more beers before it's time call it a night.  Then, a lot of times I'll just sleep on the couch.  It's not a big deal.

Every Saturday and Sunday morning she gets up briefly and gets a drink of water and walks through the room, gets her shoes and goes out to get the paper.  Then she crawls back into the bed.  Then a little later, I get up.

How did I decide to "let her catch me"?  I decided to leave some things out for her to see.

I guess it's a way of acting out and looking for some attention.  Mostly, it's sexually frustration.

The photo below shows exactly what my wife walked in and saw on a Saturday morning back in January.

One pair of shoes is hers.  The other pair is mine.  Can you guess which is which?

This was the scene as I left it when I went to sleep.  When I awoke, her shoes were not there.  Only my pumps remained.  There is absolutely no way that she didn't see them.

 

Do you know what she said about it?  Absolutely nothing.  Never mentioned it.

 

 

I'm Still Here

Yes, I am still here.  Here are a couple of recent pictures.  I'll post more in a day or two and try and explain what's been going on.

I'm Still Pushing The Boundaries

I'm frustrated.  Sexually that is.

So what did I do?

While Christmas shopping,  I searched for a little something for me.

In other words, I found myself in the Women's Department in Wal Mart searching for a shirt, sweater or some type of top for me.

The big problem with me doing that is the fact that I realized recently,  that I'm full.

I don't have room to hide anymore women's clothes.

Some things are in plain view.  For instance, I have many pairs of women's ballet flats.  As I write this, they are in plain view.  My wife can see them without searching.

But I have some items that I think that she doesn't know about.  Mainly because I've never worn them in front of her.  Also, she's never seemed to be the "snooping" type of woman.

If she actually is the "snooping" type of woman, then she's already seen everything and she hasn't divorced me yet.

If she's seen everything then she knows a have a few water balloons "hidden" in my bathroom cabinet underneath the sink.  It also means that she's seen my little black dress.  Now that I think about it, she probably has seen everything, but for the sake of trying to keep my sanity, I choose to believe that she hasn't.

Anyway, back to Wal Mart.  There I was looking for something cute and sexy for myself.

I enjoy taking pictures when I'm dressed in pantyhose and high heels.  You should know that by now.  What I realized several years ago is that to try and hide the fact that I'm a man in the pictures I really needed a women's shirt or top.  So I bought a bunch of women's tank tops.  I simply put on a bra and then add a couple of water balloons and slip on a tank top.  From the neck down I can, at times, hide the fact that I'm a guy in drag.

I wanted something new.  I found some women's shirts.  Technically they're women's Henley tops.  They almost look unisex.  In reality, you can tell they are for a woman.  The neck is too wide and cut to show off a woman's chest and the bottom of the shirt is tailored, which in my opinion makes them cute and sexy.  I bought several different colors.

After buying them I decided that I didn't want to "hide" them.  I decided that I want to wear them openly at home.  I know I'm just a guy wearing women's clothes, but it's also sexually thrilling. 

In my opinion, a cheap thrill is better than none.

Anyway, the pictures below show what all the fuss is about.

Could you dress like this in front of your wife or girlfriend?

New Stuff

I've been able to play around a little this week.  

So, I thought I'd share a 

little of what I've been up to.

 

New Pantyhose

This week is a little unusual.  It's near the end of the year and I still have vacation days that I need to use before the end of the year.  It's a use or lose situation.  So, I'm off this week whereas my wife has to work.  That's right.  Home alone.

On top of this.  I just bought and received several new pairs of pantyhose.  They just came in Friday and I'm rather excited to hang out alone and try them on.  Of course I'll take a few (or a lot) of pictures.  I'll do my best to post some.

Here's what I bought

Included in my early Christmas present to myself is two pair of crotchless pantyhose.  I've had several requests recently to show off my little toy.

Stay tuned.  You just might get a peek.  Maybe even more than a peek.

Sure Enough, Another Month

I'll post some more this week.  I'm planning on taking some pictures over the next few days.

I Know, It's Been A Month

I keep meaning to update my blog.  I've said it a hundred times, maybe more.  Then, before I know it, it's been a month since my last post.

Well.  It's now been another  month.

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For the last several years when the weather changes from winter to spring, I transition from tights to pantyhose.

Likewise, when summer temperatures move down the thermometer towards the cooler end, I switch back to the high denier opaque tights for the warmth.   I start with darker pantyhose and end up wearing opaque tights.

Actually, if it were up to me I'd keep our home nice and warm so that I wouldn't need the extra thickness.  But my wife and I argue over the thermostat with her siding with a lower electricity bill.  Guess who wins?

So, I end up wearing tights and a sweatshirt.

Right now I'm in the darker pantyhose phase.

In another couple of weeks it'll be tights only.

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Crossed Legs

From my cell phone.

Not from my cell phone.

It's Been Too Long

You know what?  Everyday life sure can get in the way of posting to a cross dressing blog.

I've realized for a while now that I haven't posted lately.  There a a couple of reasons why.

The main reason is that I just don't have as much privacy at home as I used to.  My "private" computer time is no where near what it used to be.

With that said:

Reply To A Comment

After I posted a couple of pictures last night I received a question from the comment section. 

I was asked,

"I noticed that in recent pictures, you are wearing the thong under the pantyhose instead of over.  Why the change?"

Wow, what a great question.

The short answer is that not all pantyhose and tights lend themselves to having a thong worn over them.  Some do, some don't.  It depends on whether or not the hosiery has a center panel AND how tight they "cling" to my butt.

The classic example are the pantyhose I started wearing as a teenager, No Nonsense Sheer To waist.  You could buy them in every grocery store.  Of course it wasn't just me, it was just about every teenage girl as well.  They were the pantyhose that my first wife wore as well.  They don't have a center panel, just a center seam running from the crotch up the front and back.  They also don't have a high Lycra content, therefore they aren't as tight.  You can slip on a nice tight thong and it runs right up the crack of your ass and takes the pantyhose right up there with it.  The single seam disappears between your cheeks.  It's a really sexy look if you've got the ass and thighs for it.  Not everyone does.

The drawback to these pantyhose was already mentioned, the Lycra content. Without the Lycra, they don't have that sexy shine.

When I confessed to my present wife that I had a pantyhose fetish almost twenty years ago, I wore No Nonsense Sheer To Waist pantyhose.  She couldn't tell.  Why? Because they didn't shine.  For the most part, all they do is add color.  In my case, suntan.

I still have a few pairs of these today, but I rarely wear them.  Usually I only wear them when I want to shoot some photos with a thong leotard.  Since there is only a center seam, it disappears under the thong.  The combination can give the illusion of bare legs.  I can remember going to a strip club in the late eighties and noticing a dancer wearing this exact same thing.  She had on pantyhose, but there were practically invisible.

Now, there is more to the story.
 
Until a couple of years ago, I never wore a pair of panties under my pantyhose.  Ever.  I just didn't do it.  However, I started wearing pantyhose on a daily basis in front of my wife.  I'd wear a tee shirt and pantyhose in the summer and a sweat shirt and pantyhose in the winter.  Without underwear.

One even, the tee shirt that I had on was particularly short.  My wife looked at me and because of the length, could plainly see my dick.  She immediately said, "Would you please put on some shorts or underwear?"  So I put on a pair of my little boy shorts.  For a while after that I wore shorts or panties over  my pantyhose.  My wife accepted the panties.

Then I had a vasectomy a couple of years ago.  Simply put, there was a little bleeding afterward.  So I wore panties and folded up some toilet paper and tucked it inside and then put on my pantyhose.  I quickly noticed that after I would pee, the panties helped keep the residual drops from keeping the front of my pantyhose dry, which is a problem that I had had for ever.

Suddenly, seemingly overnight, I liked wearing panties under my pantyhose.

These days, I simply wear a thong under my pantyhose.  Sometimes simply my high cut panties, but usually a thong. I rarely wear shorts at home these days.  I'm actually fulfilling my wife's request.

Great question,

Long answer.

A Quick Post

I just haven't had time to write or post recently, but here's a quick post to keep things going.

I really like these pantyhose.

These pictures doesn't really do them justice.

They have a sexy shine. 

European Hosiery

I've been wearing my European pantyhose recently.  I've had some for quite a while but I hadn't had enough courage to break them out in front of my wife until recently.

I usually wear L'eggs pantyhose at home.  The old reliable L'eggs.  A few weeks ago I decided to "take it up a notch".  I decided to wear a pair of CDR Samburu 40 denier in natural color in front of her.  They have a truly rich color.  I believe my last post shows those.  Have a look.

In the pictures below I'm wearing a pair of Wolford in eggplant.  These are hot.  She hasn't seen these either.

Have you ever tried European hosiery?  Let me know.

She didn't notice.  At least she didn't say anything if she did.

I haven't quite had the nerve to wear any truly "glossy" pantyhose in front of her yet.

Who knows?  Maybe soon.

Easter Monday

I had the day off.  I thought I'd dress up and play a little.  These are actually tights, not pantyhose.  Believe it or not, I wear these sexy pink tights in front of my wife.

I've Been Delinquent

I've said it many times.  "It's been a while since I posted".  Well I'd like to change that.  There are many excuses.  I've been busy and so on.

This time I sincerely mean to keep up with posts.  Hopefully, at minimum, several a month.

I also intend on "cleaning out my closet".  At the very least, several pairs of my high heels.  I recently counted how many pairs of women's shoes I own and I was shocked.  Believe me, I own more women's shoes than my wife.  For the last several years I've planned on selling some of them.  If all goes right, I'll have some listed very soon.

In the meantime, I will post more pictures than I have recently.

This is my favorite pair of pantyhose.

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However, all in all, these may be the best.

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More Soon

It's Almost Time For Pantyhose

I'm still wearing tights on a daily basis but in the not too distant future, it'll be spring and that's when I switch back to pantyhose.  Actually we had a couple of warm days recently and I did wear pantyhose instead of opaque tights, but it really is still tights weather.

Black Boots Are So Sexy

I bought myself two pair of black boots just before Christmas.  To the best of my knowledge my wife has not seen them yet.  When and if she does I have no idea what she will say or how she will react. For quite a while I thought I'd return the tall pair.  I felt that they are just too much.  But after trying them on several times I realized that they are just too damn sexy to take back.  Of course I really don't have much opportunity to wear them.

It's Tights Time

It's that time of the year where I start wearing opaque tights.  They're simply warmer than pantyhose.

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