Wouldn’t you know it: as soon as I move, I get a girlfriend. No more time or opportunity for exploring this fantasy. Or is there...
She’s got these gorgeous lace panties. I tried them on once when she had them hanging of the curtain rod in the shower. My God were they ever nice! Then I got hooked. I think I need some for myself. And she has such wickedly sexy shoes. One morning she had to drive her brothers to school, and I took that opportunity to put them on. Finally! I have succeeded in wearing girl shoes! Open-toed heels, they were! I put them on with the pink panties, and started to have a pretty good time. But I was scared, so I put them all away.
Now she’s on a business trip, and she left me with a bit of laundry. No super-special pink lace panties, but still, I have panties, a short camisole, and shorts to play with. I’m tempted to go to Victoria’s Secret to get me some clearance priced panties and bras, but what will I do with them? Isn’t it worth the investment anyway? I could get my own sexy underwear, and have a damn good time with it.
Secretly living in my wife's closet: the musings of a closet transvestite. Adult content.
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