When I think about it, it couldn't have been a week between the time Barbara found my panties during the hurricane evacuation and when I made my confession. I know this because, after I told her, I still had time before "garbage day" to retrieve the panties I had thrown away while I was packing. But, first things first.
I knew I had to tell Barbara quickly because I was afraid she was worried I might be having an affair. I did it within a few days of things settling down after the hurricane near-miss (actually, near hit). We were riding along the beach after dinner and I brought up the panties she had found. I told her that I didn't want her to worry so I had to tell her something. And I told her that I did not have a girlfriend, the panties were mine, and I had them because I liked to wear them.
That was when the yelling, crying, accusations, all the things I had been afraid of... did not happen. For one thing, she told me that she did not really believe that I was having an affair. She had already guessed that I had panties because I liked to wear panties. But there were some other things about which she did want answers.
"You're not gay, right?" she asked. I told her no, I was not gay. She had done some research of her own and told me that from what she could tell, most men that crossdress are not gay. She wanted to know how long I had been doing it. I told her about how I started trying on, buying and wearing panties back at the beginning of our marriage when we worked different shifts. She asked where I got my panties. I told her about how I would buy a pair or two when I was traveling for work or sometimes when I got a chance at the mall in Jacksonville (we lived in a smaller town outside of the city). She wanted to know if what she found was all I had and I told her about the ones I had thrown away while packing for the evacuation. She had a good laugh about that, we both did. And she asked if I was only interested panties or did I want to wear bras or other women's clothes. I told her that it was just panties. The conversation basically went on like that for a little while.
I should mention here some things that I did not tell her, however. For one thing, although not gay, I would still think about men sometimes when I was playing around in panties. I didn't mention that I experimented with wearing "girl clothes" as a teen and even earlier. I also left out the strong association of panties and masturbation in our early marriage, and the fact that I was still a very frequent masturbator, especially when I was in panties. And then there was the fact that it was not just panties. I also had garter belts and stockings and pantyhose and would love to try on a bra. So although I was honest in what I said, I was still not entirely forthcoming.
Barbara was totally accepting of everything that I told her. She only wished that I had felt secure enough to be honest with her sooner instead of making her find out the way she did. I told her that I had been planning on telling her, trying to think of a good way, but I was too embarrassed and felt too silly to actually do it. She said something like, "Well, men wearing panties is a pretty silly thing but if that is what you want to do, go ahead and do it."
From that point on I have very rarely even put on any "boy underwear" and soon did not have any at all. At first I was basically just a man that wore panties (and masturbated), but little did I know that it was just the beginning.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
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!
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!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Put the "Maid" Back into "Sissy Maid"
By definition, you have to be a sissy to be a sissy maid. It would go without saying, except that saying it is such fun! Indeed, being a sissy is the really fun part of being a sissy maid. You get to wear your pretty panties and stockings, your frilly maid uniform, the make up and wig and jewelry, and of course, the shoes. In short, you get to dress up! But the "sissy" part is only half of the sissy maid equation. The other half is, of course, the "maid" part.
Acting as a maid can give a sissy purpose. Think about it, you can dress up all you want, but if you don't go out in public, what is the purpose? Sure, it is fun to dress up and play with makeup when you are home by yourself, but the novelty can wear off. So, what can a "girl" do? She can become a sissy maid!
If you have fun dressing up, you can have just as much fun dressing up as a maid. And if you dress up as a maid, you can be an actual maid! What does a maid do? What is her purpose? Well, she does useful work serving the needs of her employer. And who is the employer of your average sissy maid? Why, her wife of course!
A sissy acting as a maid in the service of her wife has advantages for both the sissy and the wife. For one thing, a wife might not exactly be thrilled when she first discovers that her husband is a sissy. But if a wife sees advantages to herself, it can go a long way toward helping her to accept, or even encourage, the situation. An advantage for the wife (help with the housework) brings an advantage for the sissy (a wife's acceptance of cross dressing at home).
But problems can occur if the sissy leaves the "maid" out of "sissy maid". Some sissy maids seem to feel that it is enough to get dressed up in a frilly maid outfit and petticoat and prance around the house, serving her wife drinks or coffee and getting a spanking if she has been "bad". This can be frustrating to the wife because the sissy maid is pretending to be of service but she is really doing nothing useful. Even if the wife plays along with this scenario at first, it can quickly become tiresome and seem like just another household chore.
It order to avoid this, the sissy maid must actually do maid work, and do it to the standards of a true maid. She must clean the kitchen and bathrooms, and they must be spotless. She must dust, mop, vacuum and yes, do windows. The sissy maid must ask her wife what chores she wants done, and then she must do those chores to a high standard. A sissy maid's wife should come to take for granted that the maid will do any chore that she specifies, and the maid must take it for granted that she will do any chores that her wife requests.
A few suggestions for true sissy maids:
1) While you are in "maid mode", your wife is not your wife, she is your Mistress (as in the dictionary definition of "a woman who has power, authority, or ownership; a female master). Refer to her only as "Miss" and her first name. Encourage her to refer to you only with your sissy name.
2) Get a practical maid or housecleaning outfit. Sure the frilly maid outfit and the high heels are fun, but a practical maid outfit is much better for real housework. It is still fun to dress up in a practical housekeeping dress and much more useful for doing chores. It is perfectly okay to have both types of outfit for different circumstances. A good site from which to get a practical housecleaning outfit is www.tipsuniforms.com.
3) Encourage your wife (Mistress) to create task lists for you when she is going to be away from home. Then dress up and carry out each task on the list to the highest standards. If you finish the list, find other things that need to be done and keep working. Your Mistress will be very pleased when she comes home.
4) Spend time learning the best ways to carry out housekeeping chores. Visit sites such as www.housekeepingchannel.com. Keep up with the best products for different tasks and keep them stocked up in your home for when "the maid comes in".
5) Have fun! Get satisfaction from your service and for a job well done.
Do you have any other ideas for keeping the "maid" in "sissy maid"? If so, post them in the comments section for all of us sissy maids to read!
Acting as a maid can give a sissy purpose. Think about it, you can dress up all you want, but if you don't go out in public, what is the purpose? Sure, it is fun to dress up and play with makeup when you are home by yourself, but the novelty can wear off. So, what can a "girl" do? She can become a sissy maid!
If you have fun dressing up, you can have just as much fun dressing up as a maid. And if you dress up as a maid, you can be an actual maid! What does a maid do? What is her purpose? Well, she does useful work serving the needs of her employer. And who is the employer of your average sissy maid? Why, her wife of course!
A sissy acting as a maid in the service of her wife has advantages for both the sissy and the wife. For one thing, a wife might not exactly be thrilled when she first discovers that her husband is a sissy. But if a wife sees advantages to herself, it can go a long way toward helping her to accept, or even encourage, the situation. An advantage for the wife (help with the housework) brings an advantage for the sissy (a wife's acceptance of cross dressing at home).
But problems can occur if the sissy leaves the "maid" out of "sissy maid". Some sissy maids seem to feel that it is enough to get dressed up in a frilly maid outfit and petticoat and prance around the house, serving her wife drinks or coffee and getting a spanking if she has been "bad". This can be frustrating to the wife because the sissy maid is pretending to be of service but she is really doing nothing useful. Even if the wife plays along with this scenario at first, it can quickly become tiresome and seem like just another household chore.
It order to avoid this, the sissy maid must actually do maid work, and do it to the standards of a true maid. She must clean the kitchen and bathrooms, and they must be spotless. She must dust, mop, vacuum and yes, do windows. The sissy maid must ask her wife what chores she wants done, and then she must do those chores to a high standard. A sissy maid's wife should come to take for granted that the maid will do any chore that she specifies, and the maid must take it for granted that she will do any chores that her wife requests.
A few suggestions for true sissy maids:
1) While you are in "maid mode", your wife is not your wife, she is your Mistress (as in the dictionary definition of "a woman who has power, authority, or ownership; a female master). Refer to her only as "Miss" and her first name. Encourage her to refer to you only with your sissy name.
2) Get a practical maid or housecleaning outfit. Sure the frilly maid outfit and the high heels are fun, but a practical maid outfit is much better for real housework. It is still fun to dress up in a practical housekeeping dress and much more useful for doing chores. It is perfectly okay to have both types of outfit for different circumstances. A good site from which to get a practical housecleaning outfit is www.tipsuniforms.com.
3) Encourage your wife (Mistress) to create task lists for you when she is going to be away from home. Then dress up and carry out each task on the list to the highest standards. If you finish the list, find other things that need to be done and keep working. Your Mistress will be very pleased when she comes home.
4) Spend time learning the best ways to carry out housekeeping chores. Visit sites such as www.housekeepingchannel.com. Keep up with the best products for different tasks and keep them stocked up in your home for when "the maid comes in".
5) Have fun! Get satisfaction from your service and for a job well done.
Do you have any other ideas for keeping the "maid" in "sissy maid"? If so, post them in the comments section for all of us sissy maids to read!
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