"Now...Show Me your Panties!"

It's been a real nice, quiet and emotionally productive weekend for me and Diane.  It didn't seem like it was going to start out that way on Friday night when She got home from work.  What followed soon after she walked through the door was about 15 minutes or so of tension between us and plenty of anxiety on my part.  Let me explain.

I was dressed in very casual feminine attire; a pair of black women's slacks, a white women's oxford shirt, white bra and panties, black knee high nylon socks and a pair of black ladies flats.  The outfit wasn't the most feminine and might not even have raised an eyebrow if i were out in public at first glance.  A second look however would have immediately revealed the hint of my bra through the shirt, followed by other noticeable things.

Diane greeted me with a nice kiss (a more sensual one than usual),  put her things down on the island in the kitchen and announced that her friend Linda would be here in just a minute.  She had followed Diane home and needed to pick up a file that Diane had forgotten to bring to the office that morning.  I panicked a little and told Diane that I was going to quickly disappear and change.

"Don't be silly.  you look fine.  Relax" She said dismissing my idea.

"It'll just take me a minute.  Just to be safe" I said ignoring her suggestion.

"What?  Stop being silly" She said once again then with more authority and emphasis in her voice announced "you're NOT going to change!"

Just then, the doorbell rang and Diane looked at me with her hands on her hips.  I knew what the look meant, but hesitated before finally asking her one more time if I could change.  "No.  Now get the door" was what She said.

i opened the door nervously and with trepidation and greeted Linda.  She gave me her usual hug and asked how everything was going, had I been staying busy, etc. We chatted briefly as She came into the house and walked down the hall towards the kitchen where Diane was.  Soon, the two of them were talking and Diane asked me to get the folder that sat on top of the desk in Her home office.  I did and brought it back and handed it to Linda.

"Oh thanks.  I'd love to stay but can't.  My niece has a piano recital tonight and I promised her I'd be there so I've got to run" she said.  After the pleasant good byes, Diane escorted her back to the door and she was on her way.

Diane closed the door, looked back at me from down the hall with that look of Hers and said "Wow, wasn't that real difficult?" 

i sheepishly apologized for acting the way i did.

"I accept your apology" Diane said with a sexy smile on Her face.  "Now, come here, pull down your slacks and show me your panties."

i approached Her and did as i was told.

She looked at the panties and smiled with approval, pulling me closer and giving me another sensual kiss as She caressed my behind.

"Next time, if you act like this I'm going to make you show your panties to Linda" She said teasingly and added "Don't ever be ashamed of being my wife!"

"i won't" i told Her.  "And i'm not."

We made wonderful love on Friday night.  Like two women, with Diane being the aggressor.  It all felt so nice and natural.  It's been a great weekend. 

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Some Deep Sissy Feelings

i feel very feminine today.  More so than usual.  i've gotten all dressed up from head to toe just to do housework and some ironing.  That includes makeup, wig, some jewelry, etc.  The whole works.  After i get done with all my housework i'd love to throw caution to the wind and just go out and do some shopping while dressed this way.

i might change to something a little more casual and more in line with what an attractive middle aged woman might wear while running a few errands.  Maybe a nice pleated skirt, some heels, pantyhose, sweater, blonde wig, sunglasses and a matching purse.  I'd love to capture a few glances but not too many.  That would be way to risky. 

Shopping while dressed en femme poses another challenge at times for some cd's.  Unless your paying in cash, you have to use your credit and debit card which has your male name on it.  i don't really have that problem.  Although i spell my sissy name as "terri", my real name is Terry.  It's one of those unisex names that, when you have a lifestyle like mine, certainly has its advantages.

There's a reason i feel very femme today.  It's something that's been brewing for the past couple of months and i haven't discussed it here because i felt a little silly.  i just brought it up to Diane this weekend and only when we were discussing our summer plans.  She was asking me when Ken (my old 'boyfriend') was going to be around.  After telling Her when i thought he'd be in town, i came clean and told Her about the reason for my feeling so femme today.

i go to the gym nearly every day, and usually around the same time.  Naturally, i tend to see many of the same people who follow similar routines.  There's been one man who always seems to be there around the same time as me.  We've never really talked much, but just exchanged some hello's or waves, more out of courtesy than anything else.  Or so I thought. 

The last few weeks i've caught him looking over at me a few times and our eyes sort of met if you know what i mean.  The last couple of times i actually felt myself blushing.  He's a good looking man, tall (maybe about 6'3" and 210 lbs), muscular, clean cut, greying hair and probably in his late 50's or early 60's.   Last week,  i was away on business for a couple of days and when i returned on Friday he actually approached me in said "I missed you the last couple of days.  Nice to see you back.  I'm Jake."  He extended his hand and i did the same.  We shook hands, his grip so much stronger than mine. 

i introduced myself to him and we talked a little bit.  While i was doing so i couldn't help but notice him sort of checking me out, glancing at my smooth legs.  i used to wear long sweat pants or something similar because of my smooth legs but have since stopped doing that.  As he glanced, i could feel myself blushing again.  He was just finishing his workout and was getting ready to head out.  "I'm sure we'll see each other again.  Nice meeting you" he said with a wink.  "Same here.  Really nice to meet you" I told him.   After i said it, i worried that it sounded stupid.  i seemed to put emphasis on the word "really" and wondered what he thought.  i felt like he was almost "flirting" with me, but maybe i was misreading the whole thing.  i couldn't get Jake off my mind the rest of the day.

i ran into Jake again this morning at the gym.  i hadn't seen him earlier in the week and thought i would approach him and say hello and probably let him know that i noticed he wasn't around.  When i did, he smiled and said that he and his wife were out of town for a couple of days to attend a funeral but was back to his regular routine.  Then, he surprised me by asking if i were going to be around tomorrow and if i'd like to get a coffee after the workout!   "Sure, that would be great" i told him.  We agreed to meet at the gym tomorrow at our regular time and head out for coffee after.

So right now, my mind is on overdrive.  i can't be misreading this thing can i?  Even if i'm not, and Jake is bi and attracted to me, i'm scared to break the ice about my fem side.  Some men are totally turned off by things like that.  i certainly have to be careful and tread carefully here.  i'm nervous as can be, but excited at the same time.  No wonder i feel so girly today!

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