Monday, May 30, 2011

How Miss Barbara Found Out Her Husband is a Sissy

When we first got married it had been quite some time since I had worn panties or any other women's clothes. It was something I remembered doing when I was a boy and as a teenager, but I had kind of forgotten about it or gotten away from it in late high school and college, when I started dating. I met Barbara in college, we fell in love and got married two years after we started dating.

During a period early in our marriage I was working at nights and she was working during the day and we saw each other mostly on weekends. It was also during that time that I overindulged in masturbation and pornography. After a year or so of this I came to realize that I often was not fantasizing about having sex with the women in the pics or the videos, I fantasized about being those women! It was soon after that that I felt the need to wear panties again. I tried Barbara's but they were too small. I finally got up my nerve and started buying panties for myself for the first time.

Fast forward a couple of years and we are living in Florida a half mile from the beach. We were then both working days but I still was addicted to masturbation and wearing panties and other items when I could get away with it. I especially loved running with panties on under my short half split running shorts. I had accumulated quite a collection and it was getting hard to hide. I knew that something would have to give. Either I would just have to tell her or let her find out and then tell her, I barely even considered not wearing panties.

It was during the time that I was trying to come up with a good way to tell her that a huge hurricane decided to head directly toward us out of the Atlantic and our area received the evacuation order. We secured the house, packed up a few important things and some clothes and headed inland with about a million other people. I packed some of my favorite panties in with my clothes and actually threw the rest away. I remember how many it was, thirteen pairs. But luckily, as will be seen later, they were wrapped in a plastic shopping bag.

You can probably see it coming. We ended up in a hotel room with fourteen people total, men, women and children. At some point Barb needed something from my bag and when she went to get it, she found a few pairs of pretty, sexy panties! The next day we were running an errand in the small, refugee-packed city and she said, "Oh, I found the panties in your suitcase. Are they your girlfriend's?"

Needless to say I was caught by surprise, like all men whose wives find such things. I somehow dodged the question but of course it was all I could think about for the next couple of days even as we stayed busy and worried about our house near the ocean and the hurricane. We acted as if nothing happened during that time but I knew I would have to face the question soon.

Luckily, the brunt of the hurricane missed our area and we were soon back home. The discovery hung between us for about another week before I decided to confess all. And I'll go into that next time!

I will continue the story in segments that I will try to keep short. As such, I can't go into detail about every little thing. If you want to more know about any specific aspect, let me know and I'll try to expand on it. Until then, thanks for reading!


  1. Great start to what will be an interesting story, no doubt. Interesting that you had the double stress of a hurricane and your wife finding your panties, with the discovery hanging between you for over a week. I wonder if she discussed finding panties with her mother. I'm looking forward to the coming installments that tell the story from her discovery to her having you like in your picture, wearing a dress and doing the housework.

  2. Oh, yes. It would also be great if Miss Barbara and Miss Carolyn added some comments. I thought of you when I decided to read "The mother-in-law's visit" by Sara Desmarais. Although I read it on my Kindle, you can also read it here:

  3. Hi Niqqi, thanks for the comments. I'll try to make the story not too slow or boring. It was a long time from that discovery until the Jackie in the picture, something like 10 or 15 years. I have to resist the temptation to go into detail about every little thing so it does not take that long to tell it! Thanks for the story link too, wonder if I can get it on my Nook...

  4. I found a link for Nook:

    I thought of you when I read this book because of Miss Carolyn.

    Don't worry about it being too slow or boring. It wouldn't be. You are a good writer. Who knows? Especially with input from Miss Barbara and Miss Carolyn, you could write your own e-book and generate some income.