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.

Sexy Red Strappy Sandals

It took awhile to actually receive the red strappy sandals that I bought around Christmas time. When I tried them on I realized that they were a little too big. They turned me on as soon as I put them on, but, they were and are a little too big. An inspiration and a disappointment all at once. We really can't have it all. I had been looking forward to the shoes and they just didn't fit. I immediately felt like I should try to sell them, but, the offers didn't exactly pour in. So, I decided to start wearing them. They really are sexy and do make my little one grow. When I slip them on, I really do become instantly horny. I wanted to see what my new high heels looked like in broad daylight. I just wanted to be outdoors alone, with a nice background that would look good in the camera, of course. I wanted to strut my legs in these high heels, and I wanted the people out in the Internet word to see me as well. Keep in mind when you watch my YouTube videos that I'm just a guy. I'm not an exhibitionist. That is, I don't want people to see me. I'm more voyeur than anything else. I love seeing a beautiful girl or woman showing off her legs, more than anything else. That, just might be God's greatest creation. Anyway, while I was shooting video of myself off to the side of a local tennis court, I thought the camera was off. It turns out that it was still running. Typically I want only to video myself posing. I don't really want to see video of myself walking around straightening my shorts or pantyhose.

But here it is. An outtake from my last shoot. Like I said, when this video was shot, I didn't realize that the camera was still on. I simply thought that I was getting ready for the next shot. My cheap thrill.

New Years Day 2011

I've been wearing tights at home a lot lately. My wife has been putting up with it, but she hasn't seen me wear these yet. They feel great. They aren't very thick like my other tights, they're actually rather sheer, more like pantyhose. In this video, I'm wearing the coffee colored tights over a pair of coffee colored Leggs Sheer Energy.

Tights

It's been almost ten years since I told my wife that I have a pantyhose fetish. I was hoping that it would open up a door into our sexual relationship. It hasn't. She's tolerated it, and in a lot of ways, accepted it. Over ten years.

I used to wear pantyhose in front of her openly, and she accepted it. These day's, she reacts somewhat angrily when I wear them in front of her. So, I stuck to wearing a tee shirt and panties. It became my standard attire for our evenings. She became used to see me in nothing but a tee shirt and a pair of women's panties. That's usually what I wear around the house. She's used to seeing me with my legs shaved with only a pair of pink or blue, or whatever color panties on. She just accepts it. She doesn't make any comment at all. She just goes about our daily routine with me. As do I.

Keep in mind that I like shopping for women's clothes. I won't shop for any guy's clothes, but I will browse the lingerie section in a store without even thinking about it. I'm always looking for a good deal on something sexy. Women are programmed to do that. Guy's aren't.

The picture on the package caught my eye. Tights. They looked a to be a little bit high priced for me to buy them. Plus, they were footless. I've never worn anything footless. Something made me decide to give them a try.

Tights aren't sheer They are a heavier weight material. On the denier scale, these are probably somewhere in the 40 range.
Out of the blue and frustration, I wore my new black footless tights in front of her. She didn't even mention it. They really do keep me warm now that the weather has turned cold. And, she doesn't make fun of me. She let's me do my thing, without having sex with me. Keep in mind. She doesn't seem interested in having a sexual relationship with me, but, she'll accept me walking around the house wearing panties or, now, tights.

I really don't have it so bad. It could be so much worse.

These days, I'm wearing tights around the house. I found a pair of tights in a store, and because of the picture of the hot babe on the package I couldn't resist buying them. It's so much better that browsing online. They are so soft. And they are footless. I've never liked footless anything. Cover the feet in something sheer. Pantyhose, or maybe tights, and it turns me on, has always been a standard that I've abided by.

I started with black. She didn't say a word. I was expecting her to make some sort of comment, but she didn't. She let me get away with it. I've started dressing in nothing more than a sweat shirt, a pair of tights, and two pair of Hooters girl type socks. Some white, some pink and some other colors. When I find something that I think is sexy, I like to buy it in as many colors as I can.

Suddenly, I'm wearing tights.

I wore the black tights for a week without her making any comment. So after a week, I switched to a grey metallic pair. Once again, I wore them every day for a week. They really are comfortable in the house now that cold weather has set in.

Finally, I started wearing the purple pair. Here I am, a married guy that wears purple tights around the house in front of my wife. Even though, she doesn't look at me that way, I feel sexy.

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.

It's Already Fall

Here it is, fall again. One more year. Of course I'm still sexually frustrated. Still married to a sexy woman that won't touch me, never wants sex and refuses to talk about it, to even really try.

I should have updated this blog sooner than this. I've been slack, I admit that. But, I am still carrying on with my fetish desires whenever I can. In other words, I'm a cross dresser with a big fetish for pantyhose. I like wearing them and I like to see women wear them. I'd rather see a women showing off her sexy legs in pantyhose and high heels than show me her tits. It's a "To each his own" thing. I like pantyhose.

I shot these pictures just a little while ago and I couldn't resist showing them to the world. I like to try and look sexy in pantyhose and high heels. Oh yeah, I also like to set up a camera and take pictures of myself when I do it. Weird? Yeah, kind of. But harmless.