The Seasons Change Yet Again

While continuing my quest of chasing my wife around for the ultimate sexual relationship, my wife continued to shut me out. Sexually, that is. We did have sex near the end of my first week off. I told myself that one of these days that I was going to take the video camera and go out in the country somewhere where I knew I was alone and shoot some video of myself wearing pantyhose and try and show off my legs. In fact, I've been telling myself that for quite a while now. At least a year. Well. I finally did it. I found a place that is hidden in plain view. It's so close to a road, but, it's not a place where you're likely to see people walking around. It's a watchable wildlife area. If you're willing to park your car, you can walk for five minutes and be in a secluded area. There's only one way in and one way out. There's no one out there. I finally got enough courage to put on some pantyhose with sweat pants on top and walked out there. Of course I was looking back over my shoulder the whole time, hoping that someone hadn't parked as soon as I walked into the woods and started walking the same path. I noticed that it wasn't really warm outside and here I am, walking through the woods, about to strip off the sweat pants that I was wearing and walk around outside in girls shorts and pantyhose. I was going to have the video camera set up on a tripod and I was going to show the world on YouTube, just how much of a pantyhose fetish I have. I was excited as I got out of the car. I walked. Then, the next thing I knew, I was standing there in my pantyhose. I was not only nervous. I was excited. Keep in mind that for me, sexually excited doesn't necessarily mean that I have rock hard dick. I can be excited as hell without one, and I was. I set up the camera and before I knew it, I was actually doing what I'd fantasized about doing for a long time. Believe me, I was scared as hell that someone might walk up and me and see me standing there with my dick sticking out of the cut out crotch of my pantyhose. Of course if it was a cop I'd be going to jail for indecent exposure. If it was just someone out for a walk, it would be totally embarrassing. And lastly, if it was some hunter with a shotgun, he just might decide to shoot the faggot that he happened upon at the edge of the woods standing there in high heels and a pair of pantyhose. I realized that it was a fall day. It wasn't warm anymore. Don't get me wrong. I was able to slip my shirt off, stand there in my pantyhose, and not be cold. But soon, the weather won't allow that. It will be too cold very soon. If I'm lucky, I may be able to do it once or twice in December.