so, of course i did it again, many times when i wasmin the house alone i would dress myself up. it felt naughty, but it became like a drug and the more i did it the more i wanted to do it.
Around the same time i had my first proper relationship. I was 15 she was 13, we got on really well and we stayed together for two years. The relationship became quite intense very quickly and we genuinely were in love.
However i still had the same urges.. when not with sasha, as i will call her, i would dress, look at my porn.
This period is where i first learnt about the risk of getting caught.
The first time i was dressed fully in my sisters bra hold ups and a thong that was black and yellow stripes. There was a knock at the door. I shit myself, i wont lie... i grabbed my jeans pulled them on and removed the bra. Stuck on a shirt and ran to open the door.
Stood there was my aunty and uncle.... it was then i noticed the stockings on my feet. I moved behind the door as they came in and headed for the living room.
I made a quick d tour to the bath room whipped of the stocking and thong and put them in thencupboard under the sink.
I went in and asked would they like a cuppa, i went and made then a drink and went back in the room only to see my sister walking down the drive....this was not right she was not due back until later...Did I do it again!!
You bet I did. She came in and went straight upstairs only
stopping to say hi. I was now stressing big time!!!!
I carried on making drinks and waiting for her to call down,
nothing happened, i had left the room as i found it only it
was missing a few things. I waited for her to come down and
went and grabbed the undies from under the sink. Ran upstairs
and put them back. I realised I was turned on, just as much
by the risk of being caught as to the wearing of the undies etc.
I did not realise what that feeling was at first but as i got
older it got even more of a turn on.....all will be explained in my journey.
So, i did say i nearly got caught twice. The second occasion was with Sasha, we had arranged for her to come and see me at 1pm on a day during the school holidays. So I got up, showered and slipped into my favourite outfit of my sisters. Only today i also saw her make up bag. excitedly i grab it and put on lipstick, i had seen my Gran do this when i was younger and as i put it on my lips i rolled them back and for to spread it even. I loved it. I grabbed mascara and put it on, then eyeliner.
I stood back and thought I looked really slutty, was this a vision for the future lol.
So the relationship between me and Sasha had progressed to more than just a quick kiss and cuddle.
Ding dong!!!! Fuck.....the doorbell.
I ran into my parents bedroom because i could see the door from there. It was Sasha, i pulled off the clothing and put it back, Ding Dong!!! i ran into the bathroom and washed my face and wet my hair...Ding Dong!!! I ran downstairs and opened the door.
She came in threw her arms around me and i led her into the lounge.
WE sat and as i went to kiss her!
Are you wearing eyeliner!!!!!!!! My heart sank, i knew i had about 5 seconds to come up with something!!!
