I have written this in a bit of a note format, and to be honest i can't be bothered with fleshing it all out. i assume you get the picture...
my heart skipped a beat when he knocked at the door. i walked over, smiled sexily and opened the door to let him in. he looked me up and down, walked past me and then said, "hi, you look very nice, well, this is me i hope i don't look too bad"
he looked like a smaller version of Bobby Davro, slightly plumpish, unshaven and smelling of smoke despite his profile saying he didn't smoke. he was about 5 ft 6 inches tall, which meant that (since i am about 5'7" to start with, then i was wearing 5 1/2 heels) i towered above him! all in all not someone i would fancy.
he held his arms out with a "so what do you think" pose. i thought what the hell, i am here, dressed and raring to go, i might as well. so i smiled and said OK, and took a step towards him and started to kiss him. He instantly put his arms all around me and then his mouth was all over mine. i think he must have a really big mouth, because he just smothered me. I could taste the smoke on his tongue as we embraced.
he had his arms around my back/waist and i had my arms around his back and it seemed to feel a little awkward until i realised that girls tend to put their arms around a mans neck. once i had adjusted this it felt better and he pulled me even closer.
you can tell how interested i was as i remember listening to jo whiley..
his hands were soon on my ass, pulling up my dress, me pulling it down a couple of times, until i decided not to bother and let him feel away. we were close together. not really dancing, but did have a bit of a sway.
he roughly grabbing my boobs, which was a bit of a shock, especially how hard he was feeling them.
i dropped my hand to feel his cock, stroking it through his trousers.
bit more kissing
then i unzipped his trousers, more rubbing of his cock
by now dress was around my waist, panties and suspenders / stockings on show
i was having trouble undoing his trousers, so he undid them and let them fall to the floor
feeling him up in his boxer shorts i could feel his penis, and it felt hard, but there didn't seem much of it.
he stripped off his jumper and t-shirt while i tied my hair into a ponytail to keep it out of the way.
he then walked up behind me and grabbed me, so i started grinding my panties against his boxer shorts after a bit i was turned back around for more kissing
feeling into his boxer shorts, grabbing hold of his cock and wanking him
lots more kissing, often quite rough from him - he was definitely not a good kisser.
I could feel the damp stickyness of precum on his penis on my hand
was expecting his cock to grow and grow, but that was it. how small could it be i thought?
i could feel he wanted my dress off so i did. i took off my dress and managed to keep wig on
i kicked off my shoes to make us more level
This is what i looked like (except with some make-up on!)
he paid me a few compliments on how good i looked etc
kissing my neck turning me on a bit and making me shiver which was nice.
i put my hands in his boxer shorts and pulled them down exposing his cock
the cut head was about the size of a small mushroom and perfectly formed, but the shaft was about as thick as my thumb and i have small hands. How long was it? i hear you ask- as it had a pronounced upwards curve i would be very generous 4 1/2 inches. and yes that is generous.
"Is that it" i thought as i kissed and wanked him off a bit, hoping it would fill with blood and grow.
more kissing and a bit of wanking and i gently felt his hands on my shoulders, i took this to mean that he wanted me on my knees.
i kissed his neck, then slowly traced my tongue and kissing down his body towards his groin, until i was on my knees facing his cock. this was the first time i had come face to face with a cock, and it seemed even smaller when i was next to it.
i gave it a few more squeezes with my hand before i put my lips against the head and gave it a lick. i could taste the pre-cum mixed with a bit of urine, but after a few licks the taste disappeared. i licked up and down the shaft (which didn't take long), over the head and again on the shaft. a few kisses on the side before i took the head into my mouth and bobbed my head on it.
i was now a cock sucker.
as it was so small i could use my tongue on the head while it was in my mouth, so i did. i took it out of my mouth, held it in my hands again and licked kissed it a bit more. it felt like licking a lollipop, in fact i have had bigger lollipops!
i took it back in my mouth and i thought i would swallow him. deep throating would not be the phrase to use as it only just reached the back of my mouth! i held it for a few seconds before i felt my gag reflex about to go so i just composed myself and sucked on it. i felt his hands on my head so i just bobbed my head in time with the rhythm. after a few seconds he took his hands off the back of my head , which was actually a bit of a disappointment as i wanted the guidance, and having his hands there helped me concentrate on the task and they just sort of felt good!
i kept up the rhythm for a few seconds, then went a bit faster
I was bobbing my head away, often taking all of him in my mouth when he said slow down I don't want to cum yet. I had only been sucking for about 20 seconds!
i had booked and paid for the hotel, getting lucky as i found a discount code for £10 off. the room cost a total of £21, which wasn't bad really.
i was excited all day for the meeting. my nerves were causing knots in my stomach and i could hardly work with anticipation. i was about to be a fully fledged sissy, and i wanted it badly.
The hotel was booked and paid for, the car was loaded up with all of my sissy clothes, underwear and make up that i thought i may need.
throughout the day i was checking for when my new dress had been delivered to the local store. all day checking my phone and the tracking details on the website. the tracking details didn't change and i had a bad feeling that i was not going to be wearing a new dress, especially as it was one that i had fallen in love with.
alas it was not meant to be. there was no email or text message, and i even checked with the delivery point on my way to the meet.
I also thought i was not destined to get there either. i had set off about 30 mins earlier than i had planned, but then the motorway was shut for an accident. luckily i knew a bit of a back way and i got to the hotel at about 7.15 pm
i quickly set about getting shaved and getting dressed.
i glued my breast forms to my chest and put on my new bra and thong in lacy black/pink.
i did my make up - foundation, powder 2 shades of eye shadow, mascara and some red lipstick.
i put on a suspender belt and stockings, making sure i could still get my thong off. i lubed up my behind and i was going to put a medium butt plug in to help me relax, but it slid in so easy i decided against it.
my short black dress was next, followed by my wig and jewellery.
a couple of text messages to/from him and i was ready.
i knew he loved babydoll nighties, and i had bought one for the meet, so i hung it at the back of the toilet door, with a pair of hold up stockings and the matching g-string.
i was just about to put my shoes on, when i snagged my stockings (a silk pair from ann summers). luckily i had bought a spare pair that day (as well as the hold ups) and quickly changed.
I dimmed the lights, put the condoms next to the bed and did a quick tidy up. i was ready with about a minute to spare when there was a knock at the door.......
you can go in first,get ready then text me your room number xxx
That is fine i will let reception know that i am expecting you later.
What time do you think you will be able to get there? i was hoping to get there for about 7 and then get dressed etc (approx 30-40 mins)
got a guy coming round to fix my pc at 4-45. i will get there for 7-45/8-00. give you time to make yourself beautiful for me. i can only stop till 10ish. my number xxxx xxx
That is like you - perfect!!
i hope we have time to have a dance (the girly romance bit i am looking most forward to), then plenty of time to make you happy, at least twice if possible
darling i am not perfect, grey hair, 57 years old etc. we will have time to dance and anything else romantic you would like. laying together and just kissing and cuddling xxx
you are perfect to me, that i s why i agreed to marry you.
you treat me like a lady until we get into bed - then treat me like a whore. what more does a girl want?
I keep reading this over and over. having a slow dance with you, sneaking a kiss here and there, you touching my bottom, me leaning on your shoulder before we undress each other and climb into bed for lots of kissing and cuddling sounds perfect to me.
i do have one other request if posible (please feel free to say no) - would it be possible for you to take a couple of pictures of me. i would like a couple of me dressed (if we can wait that long) and if possible one while i am pleasuring you with my mouth and bottom?
good morning lover. i have just read your last email from last night about the next time you cum it will be in me.
i am sooo honoured, i feel like i have won the jackpot, that was such a nice thing to say, i am fingering my pussy thinking about it.
as you have not seen your wife in a while, she is desperate to ensure that you are happy.
she is starting to think about what she will be wearing for you, especially for the moment you walk in.
would you prefer she wears a sort of secretary look, with a white blouse and black skirt, and if so what would be your preference for the length of skirt?
i have one that goes to below the knees, and is posibly quite demure, or i do have a pleated mini-skirt?
if i hadn't been so excited about meeting you, that would have been the only options, however i have been looking at some dresses. i own a couple of dresses and you have seen the photos (black micro mini dress, and a silver dress). i have fallen in love with a dress online though.
it is a cocktail / evening dress that is floor length. i would describe it as a minidress, but with a see through bit fastened to the bottom. it has a long zip down the back. the "problem" with this dress is that i would definately need help getting out of it. and since it is reasonably glamorous, i think i would want to dance with you a little in it first before taking it off.
i obviously have not bought it yet, but they do next day delivery, so i may be able to have it by tuesday night, but not 100% certain.
can you please choose what you would prefer - cocktail dress, one of my other dresses or secretary look, but also make a choice of skirt length for the secretary look just in case.
would like you in the little black number or if you feel inclined to buy the evening dress that would be good too. you must wear sexy underwear too. it would be a pleasure to dance with you whatever you wear xxx loads of love your husband dave xxx
Hi loved one.
I couldn't resist, so i went and bought the evening dress. i am such a girl that i just had to have it.
i will not get chance to try it on until tuesday night, so i will take my little black one as well in case it doesn't fit right.
i will warn you, the little black one, is VERY little, if i reach to the ceiling you will see all of my panties (i know you obviously want this, but i would rather tease you a little). i have to keep pulling the dress down to cover most of my stocking tops (it never really covers them all)
would love to dance in the evening dress though - if it fits i am sure you will like it.
ok would love to have a slow sexy dance with you and make you feel like a sexy girl xxx
that is exactly what i had in mind. a slow dance, you running your hands up and down my back, the odd kiss, until you kop a feel of my arse. i move your hand a couple of times, but enetually let you feel me up because it feels so good been in the arms of a strong man.
"kop a feel of your arse" dont want my wife swearing did you mean your womanly bottom
sorry sir, yes i did mean touching my womanly curves, although they are there for your pleasure! i promise i will be more ladylike in the future for you.
good its not ladylike to use bad language darling xxx
i will remember, but i cannot promise to remain calm while you are consumating our marriage. xxx
you can let yourself go in our bed susan xxx
thank you, i do hope though that you will be in charge of our love making, ensuring that you get what you want. once i have had my little bit of romance with a slow dance, i intend to hand my body over to you. if i am not doing anything to your satisfaction, please let me know. xxxx
got to go now susan. you will also need a sexy nightie for our date. take care now darling xxx hubby dave
i already have a sexy nightie ready for you.
and in response to an earlier question, i will be wearing a nice dress that you will need to help me out of, but underneath i will guarentee some sexy lingerie!!
if you get chance to come back on tonight - what about the travelodge at xxxx?
dont expect you to be totally sub. women have more freedom nowadays including in the bedroom. want you to tell me what you enjoy/dislike during our lovemaking
i like lots of kissing, and i will enjoy your hands all over my body
i will tell you what i like, but i suspect that you will be doing it!!!
travelodge xxxx sounds good xxx
nit nite sweetheart
nite nite babe xxxxxxxxxxxx hubby dave
Hi loved one, if you read this in the morning i hope you have had a good nights sleep. sorry for the long message.
now for the exciting parts - i have booked the hotel (travelodge lakeside) for tuesday night.
if you cannot make it for whatever reason, please let me know before 12 on tuesday, so i can cancel without cost.
you can message me on xxxx.
i do not have access to this site while at work, but i do have access to my email - xxxxxx
it would be nice to hear from you during the day!
as for the hotel, i do not know what your intentions are?
do you want to meet me and go in together (male mode), but you will then have to wait for me to get ready.
do you want to message me and i will come and meet you at reception while dressed up? i understand any need for privacy as we are near your home.
would it be preferable if when i checked in i got 2 keys and then left one say underneath the front wheels of my car with the room number on it - you could let yourself in then and hopefully i would be sat waiting for you.
In the tradition of the hollywod blockbusters, this is just a teaser trailer to the next few posts on this blog. I still have the fantasy story I was working on, but I think you may enjoy reading about what happened in my real life instead.
There were be several posts, and i will try to add some suitable pictures, so it may take a week or so to post them all.
It could be a bit long and rambly, but i hope to be able to write about it an an interesting and (possibly) amusing way. The adventure does have a couple of little twists and turns. I do hope that at some stage you have a smile on your face!
Anyway, as promised to give you a clue - it rhymes with "I cooked a sock."
i just love this image. i have just had some hot sex with my boyfriend. so while i let him sleep a little i just put on my bra and panties and go make myself a cup of coffee. i know that he will want some more sex when he wakes up, so i want to be ready for him.
As you may know i have been shopping mad lately. since i last wrote i have bought at least 12 pairs of panties (everyday panties for work etc) and some bits of make-up.
however today, for the first time ever i was seduced by an advert on the internet. you know when an advert appears at the side of your email or a webpage etc. i usually ignore them, but today in a sissy state i could not resist.
The advert was for "Very", a clothes catalogue in the UK, and the piece was a long dress. i just fell in love with it. i checked the sizings and if the sizes are correct it should fit me like a glove (or dress!)
i thought about it for a while, before finally i could wait no more.
i think it is quite sexy, but quite demure / glamourous as well.
i have bought it with a special occasion in mind, but the news about that will have to wait....
Please see part one of this to be able to follow what i am talking about!
About 6 months after meeting the wife, i managed to get a computer and get on the internet. this was obviously a wide passage into sissydom, and i quickly found myself masturbating while reading sissy assignments, joining sissy training sites and even following a programme that replicated a period.
me and the wife did have sex through this, but before she moved into my house i insisted that i had 2 weeks on my own. this time ws spent with shaved legs and lots of lingerie as you can imagine.
the training websites pushed my resolve and i went out in public again in the daytime in a miniskirt and heels, and i also bought a dildo that i have sucked and used in another orifice!!
since we have been married we do not / have not had much sex. i am not very good at it, and i don't get any practice! when the wife was pregnant we didn't have sex until 3 months after my son was born, and to date it is at least 11 months since we had sex. i think the wife has used her hand to "relieve my frustrations" on about 2 occasions though.
as my life as gone on, i have joined cottaging / gay cruising sites and attempted to meet men (without success), had sex with my dildo on a webcam for a man, and been to a london nightclub dressed. i also now find myself trawling through sissy websites on a daily basis.
I have been buying myself more panties and clothes, wearing them whenever i get chance.
I am practicing my makeup skills whenever i can.
For long journeys at work i am wearing a skirt and wig etc
as i said in my first post, does the series of events that is my life indicate a sissy in the making, born to be a sissy, or an unlucky man who has become a sissy?
whichever it is, i do LOVE wearing skirts and heels!!!
after reading the excellent guys who wish they were girls blog (http://girlieboystevie.blogspot.co.uk/) it got me thinking a little about how or why i had become a sissy. i have looked back at my life and i now ask you if the following series of events etc sounds like someone who has just stumbled on been a sissy, or someone who was destined to be a sissy.
i have split this over two posts as there are two distinct categories - one before i met my wife and the other afterwards. the reasons will become clear as you read.
Pre Wife (from the age 0-28)
I was a popular boy in school up to the age of 13 when i left my usual school and attended a boy only school until i passed my a-levels at over 19 years old. (note - nothing sexual happened at school in case you was wondering) my confidence took a beating there though.
i was dressing in female clothes (my mothers) before i had ever masturbated.
The first time i ever masturbated was when i was 17 while watching miami vice (but not dressed), and i almost didn't know what was happening and i just laid on my bed using my thumb and finger as i had seen people call each other. the second time that i had an orgasm i was wearing some of my mothers underwear and a black skirt.
i actually own more bras than i have had female lovers
As a teenager i went out fully dressed as a girl before I slept with a girl or even touched a boob
Used a vibrator before touching a girl
Used make up regularly before been with a girl
used to wear panties, tights and a bra etc to university beneath my male clothes. (i lived at home while at University)
i am not sure about the actual timings, but i don't think i ever kissed a girl while i was in university.
Bought female clothes before been with a girl
Bought various items of female underwear before been with a girl
Visited a tv shop several times before been with a girl
Had a wig fitting before been with a girl
bought various shape garments including padded panties, waist clinchers and silicone breast forms before been with a girl
used cock shaped objects in my mouth and pussy
Bought books and magazines for tv and sissy
i did not lose my virginity until i was 25
not including the wife i have slept with 4 women, including 1 prostitute on holiday
i only ever had sex with the women once. and never saw them again for various reasons (1st was unbalanced, 2nd never wanted to see me again after my failure in bed, 3rd i was not attracted to her (beer goggles on), 4th prostitute) my wife is the only woman i have had sex with more than once.
i think the most telling ones are that i was masturbating at a young age in womens clothes, i went out dressed a as woman before touching a woman, and the fact that none of my girlfriends had sex with me more than once. been at an all boys school through my teens didn't help.
looking back though, i can't believe that i went out dressed in a skirt etc before i had even got close to a woman!
as i have said many times on here, i do not have much time to indulge on my sissy side, so every little bit is precious to me. As i don't have much time to be a sissy, i don't have much to say.
but i do think about been a sissy a lot, and i have had the sudden urge to start writing about the fantasys i have and i would live my life as a full time sissy.
i am not a great writer, and i don't know how long i will be motivated to keep writing, but i will do my best. i can work on these stories at work, so that is a bonus and i don't feel guilty just looking at sissy pictures!
i will hopefully post my first (and only written story so far) later this week.
all of the stories will be written from a personal perspective.
maybe writing these stopries will help motivate me to get out more and improve my sissyness.
As the title suggests, i have been super girly this week and worn my bra to work everyday.
this is the first time ever done this at my new place of work (i have been here for about 18 months now), and it felt fabulous. i was very subconscious at the start of the week as to whether my bra would show though my shirts etc. I usually wear a white t-shirt underneath as it is often cold in our office (everyone else thinks it is warm, but i think it is cold - just like a girl!). as the week went on, my shirts became more fitting and tighter, so the bra became more noticeable if someone was looking.
on arriving at the office on tuesday i was sent straight out to Telford (2.5 hr drive) with a colleague. He is in his early 40's, quite "manly", and a bit of charmer with a ladies. not overly attractive, but as i have said he has no problem getting women. it must have been quite a contrast as little old me was sat in the passenger seat, legs crossed at all times with hands delicately laid on my knees. only moving my hands to talk.
i also noticed him checking out any other girls / women that we saw, almost to the point of leching over them and straining his neck. a typical man, only after one thing! i bet he didn't notice how cute her shoes were, how she had done her make-up or wondered how long it took to get hair looking that. but one of us did.
Obviously, when we called at the toilets, he went to the urinal and i went to the stalls. he must have thought i have a bug or something, unless he twigged that i am a sissy.
following the period simulation rules (i still have to post about), i am supposed to feel a rise in my sex drive as this week progresses, wearing more revealing clothes, sexier underwear etc. a funny thing is that i actually did, but i did it subconsciously.
i started the week in a pair of aqua and pink boy shorts, then a white thong for two days, then a black and white lacy thong. friday i wore a black G-string.
i did see one colleague looking at my face in the office and i could see his eyes keep looking down at my chest, then my face, then my chest, then my face. i don't know if he saw anything, but it was definitely how a real man would act when talking to a pretty girl. maybe someone had seen something and he was checking me out to see if it is true?
it has been a fun week, and i am sure that wearing panties and a bra has helped me keep calm throughout what was actually quite a stressful week. it is hard to get mad and shout when you are wearing sexy underwear!!!!!!
well i went to do my site visit and i didn't buy a pair a shoes.
i bought two pairs of shoes!!
i have only tried them for a little time, but enough to know i am going to like them.
i was not dressed feminine in any way, except for wearing panties and an unpadded bra. i had a good look around the woman's department of the store, looking at dresses and trousers (there wasn't anything that really turned my eye) before i settled down and went shoe shopping.
i found the camel / nude pumps first but the first location did not have my size (i am a size 9 in male shoes, so i knew it should be difficult). a look at the second location also turned up a blank, but i did try on some size 8 while wearing 2 pairs of socks (i wear these for my safety boots). the pumps were tight but i thought i may get away with it. i had a think about it, then put them back.
i then saw some peep toe pumps with a 5.5" heel. and they had my size. tried them with 2 pairs of socks and they fitted nicely.
it then struck me that i had 2 pairs of socks on, and that maybe the other pumps in size 8 would fit with one pair of socks. i tried it again, and they did. fit quite snugly. tried them both on and stood in the store a little admiring them.
there were a few women who came past and looked at the shoes / me, but i was too engrossed in my shoe shopping. i think if a bomb went off i wouldn't have noticed. the nude / camel pumps only have a 4.5" heel, but i think they will be fun.
now i was in sissy delirium and decided that i wanted some costume jewellery, so went and added a set of bracelet, necklace and earrings to my basket. i don't think i will wear the earrings though as i don't have pierced ears.
still on a high i went to check the christmas gift section and noticed an eye shadow set for a very reasonable £2. bargain, into the basket it went.
next stop was the make-up isles, but i didn't really see anything i wanted, however i did but some foundation powder, after trying a couple of sample colours. hopefully i have picked the right shade. i should now be able to set my foundation properly.
i couldn't see anything else, so started to head for the exit. i did however notice several men have a second look when they saw what was in my basket!
i thought about a self checkout, but what fun would that be? so i joined a queue at in a quiet area. There were about 3 in front of me, and at least two behind me when I reached the checkout. I never noticed whether the woman behind me saw what was in my basket, but if she did, she made no comment. The lady on the checkout was about 50yrs old and scanned my items and handed them to me to pack in bags. After I had paid by credit card, she slowly handed me the receipt and gave me THE look that said “I know these are all for you, sissy”, with a little wry smile. I proudly smiled back and said thanks, hope fully portraying the “ I know you know that these are for me, I am a sissy!”.
Anyway they had to be for me didn’t they? How many real woman would buy two pairs of heels in two different colours at the same time, along with some makeup and jewellery?
I proudly carried the bags out of the store and to the car. As some of you sissys know, when you have something like that at the side of you, you just cannot wait to try them on again.
As the black pumps were a kind of velvet, and it was wet/raining I decided on trying on the nude pumps and walking a lap of the car. This I did, and they seemed very comfortable, and not too high. Maybe my heel practice is working, although I cannot say how ladylike I looked!
Can’t wait to get some real time to wear them both for some extended periods or for some dancing.
quick update to the above - i have tried them both on and they fit fantastic. the nude ones are a little tight, but not much.
the black ones have a 1" platform and a 5.5" heel, and they make my legs and ass look awesome!!!!
i am definately getting better at shopping. hopefully tomorrow i will have a bit of time to dress and put on a full outfit and do my hair and make-up. sooo giddy i can't wait. xx
i have always liked the look of high heels, even when i was pretending to be a man and watching girls walk in them was just so sexy. as a man i was very much a "leg and bum" man, and i didn't really understand the fascination with boobs. seeing a girl in high heels and a little skirt, the way she walked, the way the shoes made her legs look longer and the way she wiggled her bum was a big turn on for me.
now, though as i have grown into the sissy i am, the shoes have been important. i own 2 pairs of heels, some ankle boots with heels and a pair of ballet flats. the photos attached here are of some of the cute shoes that i have seen and that i think would fabulous in my wardrobe.
i have always seemed to manage with this many shoes, as usually i turn to my trusty 4" stilettos that seem to go with any outfit i wear! i suspect that this is because i usually lean towards what you may describe as more slutty clothes. i am sure you know what i mean!
however as my sissy hormones appear to be in overdrive at the moment, i find my self inexplicably drawn towards shoes. and more shoes. i am really enjoying looking at pictures of them, telling myself which ones i think are cute and which ones would suit the dresses / skirts that i have or what i would love to wear to an occasion (e.g. a wedding / formal party etc)
thinking of shoes and the wanting of shoes is currently number one topic in my sissy mind, very closely followed by make-up and how to do it / what colours are used.
when i see a girl i look at her eye make-up first and try to make a note how she has done it, secondly i look at her shoes, to see if they are something that i would wear, or whether i know of a pair that would suit the outfit better.
i am going on a site a visit today, and hopefully where i am going will have some camel platform heels in my size. hopefully my necessity to buy shoes will be realised today.
the shoes i am after are very similar to Catherine Duchess of Cambridge (Kate Middleton)'s favourite Nude LK Bennet Sledge Pumps. you can tell i am still keeping up with fashion if i can name a celebrity's favourite shoes!!
one other thing i will add is that i just love Catherine's style and clothes - i guess that is what been a princess is all about!
Well, as alluded to in my last post i visited Bristol for a site inspection yesterday, and the following is what happened. all photos are either of the clothes i wore, or used to illustrate the story!
i was up slightly earlier than normal, and put on a white thong and some black tights under my work trousers. (as a side note my wife does not know about my current level and need for dressing, we played once but nothing ever came of it and she is uncomfortable with it i think). so i left house at about 7.30am with a view to getting changed en route.
the first stop was the first motorway services, only 5 mins from home, but what i thought would be a good place to quickly get changed. i was wrong. the plan was to park well away from anyone and then put on a bra, a skirt and some ballet flats to drive in ( i have tried to drive in heels before and i think it is not safe).
i know i am technically doing nothing wrong, but the first thing i noticed was the police parked up in the far corner, exactly where i was going! the services was also very busy, so much so i ended up leaving and heading to the next services with a view that i would get changed no matter what.
so after a further 20 minutes drive i pulled up at the next services, away from anyone and began to get changed. but there was still plenty of people around, and i was sure some were looking as a stripped off, put on a white t-shirt bra, my breast forms, a black skirt that came to about 3 inches below my knees and my new wig. a coat of red lipstick completed the look.
i was very wary of people around me, especially as i got out of the car, straightened my skirt and put my trousers in the boot, therefore forcing me to get out again at some point.
Then susan was then on her way, and almost immediately the traffic ground to a halt. i was quite self-conscious but my fragile confidence grew a little as it seemed no-one took any notice of the sissy in the car next to them. i am sure some men gave me a bit of a look, but i didnt notice.
so i drove for couple of hours, i know i got some glances a s a few men overtook me, and i caught them looking, but there look did change a bit when they saw my face. i guess i am not that girly yet, again probably due to my make-up skills.
eventually i had to stop, so i pulled up in some more services, looking for a quiet spot to get out and get my trousers out of the boot. no such luck. in the quiet areas were the odd person sat in their cars/vans just looking around. i parked up facing the entrance road and after 5mins just got out and got my trousers. i put them on and took the wig off. i wonder what they thought when they saw a man walk out of the car after seeing a girl get in!
i kept the padded bra on and the ballet flats that showed a lot of my nylon coated feet (the shoe only just covered my toes and had a bow on it - just like the above but without the heel) my shirt was also quite slim fitting, so my bust did show quite a bit so i put on my fleece, which if just fastened an inch at the bottom, highlighted my breasts more!
i was obviously very self conscious walking in girls shoes, but no-one seemed to notice. i got a coffee from costa as the other coffee shop was very busy and i went for the least people one, then back to the car to get changed again.
putting my skirt on was not a problem, but a man came and stood about 10yds from the car, just watching people come into the car park. eventually i just had to put it on, but as i did he walked away, so i was able to straighten my skirt and put my trousers back in the boot.
all the way there and back i only listened to katy perry, hannah montana or britney spears. total girly immersion.
the journey took me straight the middle of bristol, in heavy traffic, and i did get a few looks!
when i finally arrived at 12pm a quick change out of my skirt in the asda car park, putting my safety boots on instead of ballet flats, but keeping my bra and breast forms on, covered with my fleece. i opened my fleece whenever i wasn't with someone i knew.
i was setting off back to yorkshire at 1.15pm, and just got changed in the asda car park, obviously my confidence was now up a bit. i then set off back through a busy bristol, stopping at the front of many traffic lights before getting onto the motorway.
then....... the car started overheating and i had to limp into the next services. knowing i needed to have a look beneath the bonnet i parked away from as many people as possible (remember i had my skirt etc on), but my car decided otherwise and at the moment i parked up decided to activate a smoke screen of steam from the bonnet!!! everyone in the car park noticed.
i was sat there, i dare not get out for fear that if someone did think i was a girl they would come over and help the damsel in distress, but would get a shock!!
so i sat and sat until the smoke cleared, and especially until 2 cars parked almost opposite had finished their coffees and gone, before i got out, grabbed my trousers and got changed to look at the car. as suspected i had blown a hose, so i rung the rac who said they may tow me home or to a garage near me, after a prolonged discussion as to whether the company had paid the bill (we had).
this meant a quick change of tact for me. knowing that the car could get towed to the managing directors brothers garage, and i was going to get dropped off at home as i was. so it was off with the bra etc, and an attempt to hide my bag of girly clothes in the boot.
as it happened the car was managed to be repaired on the spot, but it did take nearly 3 hours due to the difficulties of the positioning of the hose.
it was dark when the rac man left, so i was quickly back into sissy mode. i grabbed my bra and forms, put on my ballet flats and went to the toilets to get changed. i stubbed my toe very hard as i didn't see a kerb in the dark.
bra back on, breast forms in. i kept my coat open and grabbed a coffee before getting back to the car and putting on my skirt and some lipstick and off home. got stuck in major traffic around birmingham, again getting a few views from other drivers.
as i nearly got home, i pulled into the local services to get changed. again there was police in the quiet bit and a gang of lads hanging around. i parked best i could and got out, grabbed my trousers and put them on. i left my wig on until last. then as i was just about ready to take it off i heard a guy in the car next to me! he had come back and was having a smoke. i panicked a little before deciding to just drive off and finish off nearer home.
after all of this i got changed when i got in and left my tights out in clear view. i don't know if my wife saw them, but she didn't say anything.
overall it was lovely driving in a skirt, and i couldn't stop touching my hair. definately set a precedent and hopefully there will be more long journeys in the future!