Finally, A Little Alone Time

It seems as if it's been a very long time since I've been able to be alone. When I'm home, my wife is almost always there also. When she is gone, she'll be home very soon. Therefore, when I do have a little alone time at home, I have to worry about her walking in the door at any moment. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder, or looking out the window to see if she's just pulled into the driveway. Why? Because, when I'm alone, I want to wear pantyhose, high heels and lingerie and I want to do it all by myself.

Recently. my job asked me to travel out of town for an overnight stay. I'll be honest. I wanted to. I love my wife, but I wanted to be alone for a night. I didn't want to go out on my own to a bar and look for some young hottie. I just wanted to be alone with myself and my pantyhose and high heels. I also wanted to have my video camera on hand to capture myself wearing pantyhose and trying to look desireable. Actually what I'd like to do is shoot a video that a woman can view and be a little envious of. How many married guys want to do that?

After things were almost set, my one night overnight trip turned into two nights. I was beyond excited. I could hardly wait to go. I knew, that at home, I wouldn't, " get any". So, why wouldn't I be? I knew that I'd have two nights to go back to my hotel room and play dress up in front of the camera.

I wanted to dress in my red Speedo one piece, red tights and red strappy stiletto high heels. Do you think the outfit looks good? Leave a comment and tell me what you think.

It's Only A Pantyhose Fetish

How does that sound? A pantyhose fetish. No one grows up with the ambition to have a fetish. Most young boy's have the desire to have sex with the hottest girl on the planet and have her want nothing but sex over and over again with him and no one but him. Suddenly, we wake up and see that this world has other intentions.

Fate? I don't know. Maybe.

Anyway. When the whole hot girl thing doesn't quite work out as we had wanted, we end up masturbating. Alone. We all do it. At that point we realize what turns us on, and, what turns us on when we want to be alone with ourselves. Different people like different things. I'm fine with just about anything as long as no one gets hurt. Some people like a little pain, I don't. It's not my thing. As long as it's consenting adults and everyone has fun, it's fine with me

Guys never admit it, but they are turned on by the clothes that girls and women wear. The fetishist in us decides that if we can't have the woman of our dreams while we get off, at least we can have the clothes.

For example: If I like seeing what I percieve as the sexiest pair of legs ever, she's going to be wearing pantyhose and a sexy pair of black stiletto pumps. That's her. The one that I want when I'm alone with myself. Of course, she's not there, What's the next best thing when you are alone and want to get off? To me, her clothes. I'd just be happy slipping on her pantyhose and panties. That, would get me instantly hard and turned on. Except, that I have to buy my own.

The lingerie is not hers. It's mine. My wife isn't interested in sex at all. She likes hanging out with me. Talking and being best friends is fine with her. Just don't mention the "sex thing", and things are cool with her. She doesn't want to dress up in sexy clothes. She has no desire or interest in being sexy. Why? Because she's mostly a tomboy. The most important thing is, she doesn't have a desire to have sex with me. Ever.

She seems to accept the fact that I have a pantyhose fetish along with high heels, leotards and other lingerie. Keep in mind, we don't ever talk about it. She knoes these things are there. She doesn't mention it. On the other hand, I don't mention that every weekend when I touch her or grab her, she playfully fights me off until I just drop the subject.

White Tights

Let me back up for a moment.
Back in October or November, when the weather started turning cool in this part of the country (southeast VA), I started wearing tights again. I hadn't worn tights in over fifteen years. I've actually had a slight aversion to the notion of tights. They're just way too thick. Guess what? I was wrong.

I had a small collection of colored tights back in the eighties. The problem back then was that they were "nylon tights", which weren't exactly comfortable or very sheer. These days tights have a spandex content that wasn't available to the manufacturers in the eighties. Now, they're more sheer and have "that" shiny look. Which guys find sexy as hell.

So what did I find myself doing? As I was shopping for lingerie one day back in the fall, I ran across a pair of coffee colored footless tights. I couldn't hardly believe the color. I was excited. I just had to buy them. I wanted to wear them. It was if I had to. An impulse? A compulsion? It was if I had an overwhelming desire to have them. I could hardly wait to get home and find the time to try them on. After coffee, I found black and then, navy blue. I just had to have at least a couple of pairs of each color.

Before I knew it, I was wearing tights around the house in front of my wife. Just a few months before I couldn't have imagined walking around the house wearing nothing but a sweatshirt, a pair of tights and socks in front of my wife. But, there I was doing it.

Eventually, they started offering these same tights in white. I never thought that white was a particularly good color on me, but I bought them anyway. When I first tried them on, I didn't like them at all. But as the weather became a little warmer, I started wearing them. White tights! Something that guys just don't wear. There I was, walking around the house, in my tights. My wife didn't say a word.

Understand that I'm a married guy. When I say that I'm wearing them around the house, I mean that I'm wearing them around the house in front of my wife. Also realize, that she doesn't comment on it at all. Nothing. Not a peep. That's just how much she avoids the subject of sex. She's willing to tolerate seeing her husband wear tights around the house rather than actually having sex with him. Am I doing her a favor?

So, last weekend, early in the morning, I shot a little bit of video. I posted what I could on You Tube, but I had to edit out some parts because of the prude patrol that seem to be lurking behind the the principles of You Tube. You know, the moral police. So I'm posting the edited out parts here. It's nothing too graphic, just frontal shots with a pair of white tights over top of a pair of Leggs Sheer Energy.

I'm just a guy with a pantyhose fetish with just enough means to video himself and post it on the internet, that's all. Did I forget to mention that I'm sexually frustrated?

Anyway, I hope that you can appreciate me in my white tights.

Saturday Morning Pantyhose

First let me say this, I'm not really an exhibionist. It might seem that way because I have videos of myself wearing pantyhose and lingerie outside. The reason I'm outside is because of the light. My video camera doesn't really work that well inside without camera friendly light. Since almost all of my videos shot at home are with my wife in the bedroom asleep, it easier to step out on the deck into the sunlight, rather than turn on every light in the house and risk her waking up and finding me prancing around in pantyhose in front of the camera.

I shot some video wearing tights and high heels, but I wanted to show off my Leggs Sheer Energy pantyhose. Of course, YouTube frowns on a guy showing hiis dick underneath a pair of pantyhose, so I posted it here.

Tell me if you like it. Please leave a coment if you do.

Tights Over Pantyhose

I couldn't help stepping out back. It was a nice morning. I'm still not ready to put my tights away for the season yet. I've been wearing tights since the fall. They really do help keep my legs warm in cool weather. The best thing is that my wife hasn't minded me wearing them. Of course I'm sure she wouldn't like knowing that I was wearing them outside like this.

As I mentioned before, if anyone is interested in buying some of my tights or pantyhose, let me know. Send me an email at: sh2wph@yahoo.com

Citi: The Small Business Commercial

I saw this commercial almost a year ago.  As soon as I saw it, the legs caught my eye.  I saved it and wanted to post it with a comment about how sexy I thought the girl is.  I saved it as a draft and I'm finally writing about it.

It's a simple corporate television spot.  But, it's well done.  The actress is briefly shown.  But to me, she is oh so sexy.  Those legs in those brown leggings are close perfect.

Do you remember this commercial?

So sexy.  So damn sexy.

The Continuing Evolution Of A Married Crossdresser

One year ago if you had told me that I'd be doing the things around the house that I'm doing now, I wouldn't have believed it. I'm wearing women's tights and sweat shirt around the house, with pantyhose and leg warmers lying on the bathroom counter. I just wear tights around the house in front of my wife. It sounds great. Doesn't it?

The reason I do it is because I can. The reason I ca is simply that our nonsexual relationship that we call a marriage has evolved into her not caring what I wear or look like. That is, as long as she can avoid having to face sex with me.

She absolutely will avoid the subject of sex. She refuses to talk about it. She never plays with the idea.

To her credit, she will wear pantyhose in front of me because she knows that I like it. But, she stops there. If I try to run my hand in her crotch, she pushes it away tells me to leave her alone.

What else can I do but further my masturbationary desires?

When I get off, I'm in a room alone. Why? Because my wife simply doesn't want to have a sexual relationship, with me, or, apparently anyone else.

I feel that she wishes that the whole idea of sex would simply vanish. She knows it exists, she just doesn't any part in such a thing.

So, I keep pushing the envelope with my "crossdressing". I openly leave pantyhose and panties out where she can see them. She never mentions them. Ever.

So what do I do? I buy a new piece of lingerie. Since we don't have a sexual relationship and she refuses to talk about it, or have one, why not push the envelop and see what she'll accept. Having pantyhose, high heels and panty's and a wife, is better than having pantyhose, and no wife at all.

Like I've said, she will wear pantyhose for me and let me admire her.

That's better than a lot of guy's have it.