I have been fixing my bike, i must have rubbed a little oil on my eye!!!!!!!
Oh no, we need to get that off, we went to the bathroom and she cleaned my eye! I had dodged a bullet, no doubt about it and i learnt there and then that i had to control, how, when and what i wore. I needed to control the urges when the risk was high and let go and enjoy when i was sure that I was not going to get caught.

The relationship with Sasha lasted for two years, it was great times and we were truly in love but my sexual urges and frustrations made the relationship doomed. It is a shame as I often think of her even now. I have seen her, she is still a stunning beauty of a lady. She is divorced and still uses her maiden name. Not that i stalk her lol, although i do check her Facebook out every now and then lol. I often think of the song by Garth Brooks, what she doing now as I think of her.

https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/garthbrooks/whatshesdoingnow.html

Have a listen it is a great song and i cannot tell you the times I have

thought about sending her a message. So Sasha came and went and

then I met Ellen, Blondie brown hair,tall and really fun we hit it off

straight away. we were 16 and 17 respectively.

We started dating and within three months it became sexual, by this

time i had slept with a number of girls around my age. Ellen had a little

bit of a fumble with past boyfriend but this was her first time. It was

loving gentle and we laid there for hours chatting and kissing.

Over the course of the next few months we lived in each others pockets and became best friends as well as lovers.

From a dressing point of view i was much more careful, only doing it when I could and when I was sure I as not going to get caught.
After a year I had found a job but had to move 50 miles away, i came home every weekend and we spent Friday to Sunday together, often just going out in the car and finding a quiet spot so we could kiss, cuddle and more. It is funny on reflection as I now do this but usually surrounded by couples or single men but still getting a shag lol.

Time went so quick that year and within 14 mths she had joined me and the next part of my journey was to begin.........

So she moved in with me in a small little bedsit that we shared with about three other people, A lovely blond and two guys who i did not see that much. We were in love, living together and loving life.

However, it did not take long for us to start looking at things that we had not done before. we ordered some porn from a magazine and got a vibrator to play with.

After a few weeks she got a job and since my job meant i was able to be home about two hours before her i was able to have a little fun.

I would slip on a pair of her stockings and use the vibrator on my cock. I loved it!!!

At the same time it was hard to resist trying on a few pairs of the blondes undies from downstairs that were on the airier drying. Totally perverted but I was only 19 at the time lol and pretty horrified at the thought now.

I always ensured I did not soil them and made sure there were no pubes left in them. The thought of her wearing them after they had been against my cock made it even more of a sensation!!!

We soon moved to a flat in the posh part of the town and by now i was regularly wearing her stockings. I now began to hide my own and this started with going to charity shops and buying undies, and a suspender belt along with a pair of her stockings. in the two hours before she came home i would wear them and read porn. I had a great hiding place!!! A guitar amplifier, i removed the back screws and used to hide the stuff in there. I used it for about 7/8 years well into my 20's and before my dressing became even more full on.

Over the next few years dressing become something I could not live without. I had to do it. I would often make an excuse to go out just so i could wear them.

Around this time I noticed adverts in the back of the local newspaper for massages, I knew what they were really for. I rang one and went to a normal suburban house in the middle of town.

I knocked the door and was greeted by a black lady dressed in a Basque and stockings and heels. Now you might be asking yourself why with a lovely girlfriend, who had now become my fiancé was I doing this!! Put simple, Ellen had grown out of wearing stockings, it was a killer for me as I loved to see her wearing them. So i used this as an opportunity to see someone in stockings, so I could touch, feel etc. and with the added bonus of a happy ending. I only visited her once as the cost was may more than I could afford but she was lovely put me at ease and made me feel good.

I did however stink!!!! Due tot he oils she used and had to get home quickly to shower it off!!!

So over the next few months by journey continued!!


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