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Not Crossing The Line
Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: Spooge, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
hit me a few years later. Eventually, I decided that if my wife would not dress like a slut then I should try it myself. There are a few items of clothing which I keep hidden. I started with a simple pair of black heels and miniskirt from Asda. I did not have the nerve to go into a women’s clothing store. I got the size wrong and had to exchange the skirt for a smaller size. I tried them on at home while my wife was out and enjoyed it. My interest grew as did my boldness. I never try the complete crossover to appear to be a woman. I doubt it would be possible, certainly not with my own skills. What I like to do is get photographic evidence of my crossdressing in a public setting. I say ‘setting’ because I make damned sure no one will actually see me. There are still mixed feelings in my views on this. Looking like a slut is my goal, and it gives me a huge adrenaline rush when I am out somewhere public. If I knew that no one would be able to identify me or tell I was a man I would love to go somewhere like a mall where many people could see me. I would like to be able to go to a club and have guys check out my legs and wish they could fuck that slut. The trouble is, interaction with other guys does not appeal to me. So, what does that leave? Another wishful dream is to meet with all of the attractive women I know who sometimes show off their legs and get a group photo of me with them where we all look like sluts. I admit, the primary reason for this is actually to get ...