I crossdress as often as I can now I live on my own and love the freedom I feel from being dressed in what I want to wear whenever I feel like (most of the time!). Just recently I’ve discovered the thrill of venturing outside and stripping down to my lingerie in public. Whenever I walk the dog, I’m always dressed underneath my male clothes and love walking alone in the woods in usually a basque, stockings, panties and plug.
I also love getting up early in the morning and completely transforming myself into a sexy French maid, sexy undies, satin dress, make-up, wig & false nails and videoing myself taking important work calls with them completely oblivious to what I’m doing!
This evening I pushed the envelope a little further!
I answered the door to the postman as usual this morning wearing a Rago 6 strap black suspender belt, matching panties and longline Rago bra under my hoodie and jeans and signed for my parcel containing the basque I’d ordered last week.
I hurriedly got changed into the silky creme basque (still wearing it as I type!) and wandered around the house as usual.
I slipped on a light pink shirt and loved the way the lace showed through it, leaving no doubt what was underneath.
I then decided to order pizza and answer the door to the delivery guy wearing what I had on.
I’ve watched videos of girls answering the door to delivery guys in lingerie to surprise them but didn’t think I’d have the nerve.
Well, I’ve just done it! My heart was pounding and I nearly bottled-out but bravely opened the door wide so I was in full view.
The driver was a visibly taken aback and I saw his eyes drop to the lace cups pressing against my shirt, gave me the pizza and said to have a good night.
I’m so horny, I want to do it again but go a little further and video it.
Here are a couple of pics I took straight afterwards, I hope you enjoy.
The only "Outwardly Girly" things I wear are my belt and sandals, I buy them from the Women's section, but Women just have the prettier, sexier things marketed to them.
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Men who wear Panties should be the Happiest Men of all!
When I was first starting out dressing, I had kept all of my pantys and bras in a cardboard box. Along with pantyhose and stockings, slips and breast forms. One weekend when my wife had to work, I decided to dress up and see if I had the nerve to go out in public during the day.
As soon as she shut the door, I quickly hooked a white lace Glamorise front close bra around me and plopped in my homemade forms. Birdseed in knee-highs, filled enough to give me a full house C. I stepped into a white lace trimmed thong and then worked a pair of nude pantyhose up my shaved legs. I had shaved the night before in anticipation of this morning. When I had everything all lined up and straight I grabbed a full black nylon slip, a black knee length skirt and a black sweater of my wife’s with tan and brown floral accents. Before putting the last of my outfit on, I used some baby powder Secret Deodorant and a light mist of my wife’s perfume.
Because my neighbor can see into my backyard towards my garage, I stuffed the skirt into some very baggy jeans before putting on a pair of low “walking heel” pumps. I draped a windbreaker over my shoulder and headed out. Once in the garage, I ditched the windbreaker and jeans, slid into my truck and out I went.
I stopped at a nearly deserted strip mall that I knew wouldn’t have heavy foot traffic that early and parked. I walked over to the sidewalk and began sauntering down in front of the stores, peaking in the windows. Not really to look at what was inside but to catch my reflection on the glass. Other than not having anything but light, pale lipstick on and no wig, I didn’t think I looked all that bad. As I was nearing the end of the row, a couple who must have been staying at the nearby hotel, started strolling my way. I stopped and half spun around to see how the light knit skirt would billow and headed to my truck. As I got closer to home, I decided to stop at a local bank just for the thrill of it. I parked and walked to the lobby where the ATM was. I pretended to look at my account, since I didn’t have my card or a purse, and thought I did pretty well. I opened the door to leave and 10 steps in front of me, head right at me was a lady probably about my age. She was a bit pre-occupied until she got just a bit closer and looked up at me. There was a hint of shock on her face and I blurted out, “a bunch of us guys are going to go pick up a buddy coming home on leave and were all going dressed like this” she stopped in her tracks and with a quick look she said “well you look really nice, Im sure your buddy will remember this”.
I got in my truck and headed home. Once there I logged into some crossdresser porn and found my engorged member, waiting for me in the pantys. I lost track of time but was quickly brought to my senses when I saw my wife drive by the window facing the driveway. I was STILL COMPLETELY dressed! I pulled off the skirt, then the sweater and slip in one pull, unhooked the bra and dropped it and my forms in the box and kicked it and my shoes under the chair then literally tore the pantyhose off. Running them and snagging them and basically ruining them completely. Since I had some gym shorts there, I yanked them up over my thong and she was none the wiser. I kept my face turned away from her when she came in the room, since I was still wearing lipstick.
My blood pressure was sky high I’m sure, but I never heard anything about it…
-- Edited by Leesa on Tuesday 2nd of February 2021 09:47:39 AM
I think a woman's pantied back side is the most beautiful thing in the whole world. Now if she'll just slap my face with it, I'll be her slave forever.
other times i would partly dress to go out but without any make up or wig...
my wife has a big fancy wool cape. its about mid calf id guess. i would go out to get gasoline wearing that and nothing else. well virtually nothing else
i used to have a rather cheap garter belt with 4 plain garters and plastic clips. absolutely NOTHING special. i would put that on, some garter stockings and my pair of 3" black heels. i used to call them my Lawyer Heels because they were sexy enough at 3" but nothing overtly looking in the "come **** me" department.
i would pull up to the station and flip the hood to the cape over my head. get out and start the pump going then standing with one foot on the curb around the pump, id flip the cape open at the front and proceed to pull up my stockings and adjust the slider on the garter. id do this for both front and back of each leg. that would generally be enough time with exposed legs, for the car to get filled. if i was careless, id often find something else peeking out through the front wrap of the cape!
i paid at the pump so i wouldnt have to go into the cashier, without any makeup...
