The Perils of Underdressing
Posted: 15 Aug 2019, 14:54
While this would fit in stories, I put it here because, I’d rather have a conversation. Am I the only one that does this? Just the only married one? Anyone been careless and got caught?
If I could, I would wear pantyhose or tights all day, every day. Although my wife is aware of my fetish, and has accepted it on occasion, during sexual play, she is not aware of how often I wear pantyhose or tights. Do I wear them a lot? Every day under my suit when I go to work, I wear black tights. Most nights, under my pajamas, I am wearing sheer nude pantyhose. And in the very early morning when I go for a walk, I am still wearing the sheer nude pantyhose, with shorts, socks, t-shirt, and shoes.
We are both creatures of habit and live by schedules. This makes it easier to get away with wearing. The problem is where to put them away so they won’t be discovered but will still be accessible when I want to put them on or take them off. My spot was the master bedroom closet. It has a door from the master bathroom. I used the inside pocket on a few of my suits hanging up, as the perfect place.
As usual, arriving home, I removed the tights, and placed them in the dark suit that always has those black tights. They are really nice tights, Assets by Spanx, 80 denier, but I digress. Just before bed, I get ready to put on a pair of sheer nude pantyhose. I reach into the tan suit pocket, and there’s nothing. “Oh crap!” I run my hand in every suit, the nude pantyhose are missing.
I lay in bed, sans pantyhose, thinking. I debate, in my head all the ways to broach this subject with my wife. We talk a bit, nothing seems amiss. Remember, I said that she allows my fetish on occasion, they are self-bondage/bondage/crossdressing outings that I call Pantyhose Adventures. Recently, she started saying that it may be time for another one. I certainly do not want to blow that by her finding out that I’ve been secretly wearing. Although to be fair, when we first talked about this subject, I did tell her that I wore under my clothes sometimes.
The subject doesn’t come up. We fall asleep. Of course, I miss my pantyhose. As usual, I wake up and get ready for my 4 AM walk. This is where I usually slip off my pajama bottoms, pull on a pair of shorts over my sheer nude pantyhose, lace up some sneakers and hit the track. After my walk, not as much fun without the extra stretchy feeling in my legs, it’s time to get ready for work.
Do I dare wear the black tights, today? If she’s found the sheer nude ones, surely, she checked the other pockets and discovered the tights. Decision made, I put on the tights. I go ahead and start getting dressed. Lastly, I slip on the suit jacket. Guess what I find in the sleeve? The missing sheer nude pantyhose. Lesson learned when reaching to put something in your inside jacket pocket, it’s easy to put it in the sleeve. After this next Pantyhose Adventure, I’m going to find a way to tell her that I want to wear more, or maybe even confess that I wear them to work sometimes and see where it goes.
Anyone else scare themselves almost into a confession?
If I could, I would wear pantyhose or tights all day, every day. Although my wife is aware of my fetish, and has accepted it on occasion, during sexual play, she is not aware of how often I wear pantyhose or tights. Do I wear them a lot? Every day under my suit when I go to work, I wear black tights. Most nights, under my pajamas, I am wearing sheer nude pantyhose. And in the very early morning when I go for a walk, I am still wearing the sheer nude pantyhose, with shorts, socks, t-shirt, and shoes.
We are both creatures of habit and live by schedules. This makes it easier to get away with wearing. The problem is where to put them away so they won’t be discovered but will still be accessible when I want to put them on or take them off. My spot was the master bedroom closet. It has a door from the master bathroom. I used the inside pocket on a few of my suits hanging up, as the perfect place.
As usual, arriving home, I removed the tights, and placed them in the dark suit that always has those black tights. They are really nice tights, Assets by Spanx, 80 denier, but I digress. Just before bed, I get ready to put on a pair of sheer nude pantyhose. I reach into the tan suit pocket, and there’s nothing. “Oh crap!” I run my hand in every suit, the nude pantyhose are missing.
I lay in bed, sans pantyhose, thinking. I debate, in my head all the ways to broach this subject with my wife. We talk a bit, nothing seems amiss. Remember, I said that she allows my fetish on occasion, they are self-bondage/bondage/crossdressing outings that I call Pantyhose Adventures. Recently, she started saying that it may be time for another one. I certainly do not want to blow that by her finding out that I’ve been secretly wearing. Although to be fair, when we first talked about this subject, I did tell her that I wore under my clothes sometimes.
The subject doesn’t come up. We fall asleep. Of course, I miss my pantyhose. As usual, I wake up and get ready for my 4 AM walk. This is where I usually slip off my pajama bottoms, pull on a pair of shorts over my sheer nude pantyhose, lace up some sneakers and hit the track. After my walk, not as much fun without the extra stretchy feeling in my legs, it’s time to get ready for work.
Do I dare wear the black tights, today? If she’s found the sheer nude ones, surely, she checked the other pockets and discovered the tights. Decision made, I put on the tights. I go ahead and start getting dressed. Lastly, I slip on the suit jacket. Guess what I find in the sleeve? The missing sheer nude pantyhose. Lesson learned when reaching to put something in your inside jacket pocket, it’s easy to put it in the sleeve. After this next Pantyhose Adventure, I’m going to find a way to tell her that I want to wear more, or maybe even confess that I wear them to work sometimes and see where it goes.
Anyone else scare themselves almost into a confession?