I'm so excited and want to relate this 100% true story quickly while it's still fresh. Please forgive any typos.
[My background: Age 48. Closet dressing in earnest for 15 years. Began with slips stockings and nighties but have collected extensive full wardrobe and accessories over time. Boobs, wig, jewellery etc. Slim with shapely legs, dress size UK 14. Sexuality, straight but bi when dressed with wig and importantly, full make up. (Too lazy and unpracticed with make up to bother very often. May appear convincing from neck down but facially not so good.) Always entertain at my home following web introductions. Have sucked a few sister sissies and real men and lost my ass cherry 3 years ago. No bum fun since then, except for dildos. Now have GG girlfriend, not living with me. She knows I dress but sadly won't indulge me dressing for sex. She likes my shaved torso, cock and balls but won't let me shave my legs.]
Last night (Wednesday) I was home alone and got fully dressed in a cute pink 36B all-in-one body briefer with attached suspenders, fully fashioned light tan stockings, pink satin lacy full slip, just below-the-knee antique rose sparkly sheer silk chiffon shift dress, antique rose three inch heels with matching handbag, long straight chestnut wig, pearl necklace with matching earrings and baby pink satin wrist gloves. The plan was to take some photos then strip to my undies and wank myself off.
BUT, for once my make up was ok, almost passable. After taking a few pics it was late, around midnight. So I decided to do something I'd never, ever done before, leave my house en femme and go for a stroll around the neighbourhood. My outfit was refined, ladylike and sophisticated if I say so myself but I felt incredibly confident, naughty and horny so into my empty handbag I put ky jelly and a couple of condoms. As I left the house I popped my keys in there too but that was all I carried.
I felt so liberated, wonderful and sexy, feeling the cool air caress my stockinged legs and flutter the hem of my floaty dress as my heels click-clacked on the path.
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