Flirting With Femininity

Weight Loss Ideas

2011-11-02T08:00:00.000-07:00

With a tip of the cap to Women's Health, I am sharing some of their tips for weight loss. Weight is a small issue for me. i measure in at about 6' and weight only about 185 lbs so i don't have far that i really want to go. Nonetheless, my body seems fixated on the 180-185 lbs range.

The Tips:
(1) Drink wine only after your meal. Alchohol can weaken your willpower so have it as an after-dinner reward instead of before or during your meal.
(2) Twice a week do a 10-20 minute interval session of cardio with one minute of high-intensity workout followed by one minute of recovery.
(3) Eat your larger meals earlier in the day and have a smaller dinner.
(4) Before going to a dinner party, eat a cup of veggie soup. The soup will be filling and you will eat less at the dinner party.
(5) Eat as much "real food" as possible, and by "real food" they mean food that is not bagged or boxed.

There you have it, a few tips to get going with.

You Were Watching

2011-06-14T16:09:00.000-07:00

i had posted several accounts over the last year about shopping with Lane Bryant in Tustin. i had explored details of the experiences and the effects of the experiences upon my psyche. i had posted pictures on my Flickr account and even included pictures in my blog accounts of my shopping trips. You were watching.

i traveled to the Tustin store on a Friday afternoon to pick up yet another online purchase, a black dress with pearls that i had tweeted about the week prior. i parked out in front of the store in my normal parking space and looked around. The parking lot looked fairly empty and nothing seemed out of place. i stepped from my car and walked toward the doors of the store. You were watching.

As i approached the doors, an elegant lady in her 40's to 50's approached the doors at the same time. i have been raised to treat women with dignity and respect so i increased my pace to reach the doors before Her. i reached to open the door for Her and dropped my gaze to the ground as she breezed through the opened door. You were watching.

i followed Her through the doors and proceeded to the right to browse the recent additions of lingerie. my mind was awash in the femininity surrounding me. Pastels and bright colors shouted for my attention. Soft cottons and silky satins reached for my hands. Increasingly distracted by the sensory overload, i failed to notice anyone else in the store. You were watching.

my pulse quickened. my pupils dilated. my throat dried. "Can I help you find anything in particular?" i was startled back to reality. "No thank You, i am just browsing," i squeaked. You were watching.

i selected a new pair of panties in size 14 and a matching 38B bra. Both were primarily in a shimmering satin-like material. i had viewed them online but wanted to see them, to touch them, to feel them and to see if they touched me before i made another purchase. As i was headed toward the counter, a pair of black tights lept into my arms and begged to accompany the bra and panties. i obliged. You were watching.

i placed my selections on the counter. As the Saleswoman was ringing up the purchases, i remembered my online purchase. i asked Her to please retrieve the dress that i had purchased a week before online. i gave Her my name, my drivers license and my receipt. She thanked me and went into the back to retrieve my dress. You were watching.

After having paid for my new selections and after retrieving my new dress, i began to walk to the doors. My breathing and my pulse rate were beginning to return to normal. The difficult part was over. The adrenaline rush that washed over me earlier began to subside. i opened the door and stepped onto the sidewalk. You were watching.

"Excuse me. May I ask you something?" My heart rate exploded. My breathing stopped. i turned to look at the elegant Woman for whom i had earlier held the door. "I was admiring your figure and your panty lines. Are you 'Chaste Hubby'?" You then called me by my name. And You knew, for You were watching.

I Enjoy Being A Girl

2011-06-14T10:50:00.000-07:00

Listening to Pandora at the office this morning, "I Enjoy Being a Girl" from the Flower Drum Song started playing. i thought i would post the lyrics for my followers...i wonder what would happen if this was my ringtone?

I'm a girl, and by me that's only great!

I am proud that my silhouette is curvy,
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind of swivelly and swervy.

I adore being dressed in something frilly
When my date comes to get me at my place.
Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy,
Like a filly who is ready for the race!

When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curl,
I float as the clouds on air do,
I enjoy being a girl!

When men say I'm cute and funny
And my teeth aren't teeth, but pearl,
I just lap it up like honey
I enjoy being a girl!

I flip when a fellow sends me flowers,
I drool over dresses made of lace,
I talk on the telephone for hours
With a pound and a half of cream upon my face!

I'm strictly a female female
And my future I hope will be
In the home of a brave and free male
Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me.

When men say I'm sweet as candy
As around in a dance we whirl,
It goes to my head like brandy,
I enjoy being a girl!

When someone with eyes that smoulder
Says he loves ev'ry silken curl
That falls on my iv'ry shoulder,
I enjoy being a girl!

When I hear the compliment'ry whistle
That greets my bikini by the sea,
I turn and I glower and I bristle,
But I happy to know the whistle's meant for me!

I'm strictly a female female
And my future I hope will be
In the home of a brave and free male
Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me.

Back to the Basics - Watching

2011-06-13T10:39:00.000-07:00

i was thinking lately about this blog, the original purpose of this blog and my own personal journey that is ongoing. i have decided to return to the original premise and i have decided to increase my posting frequency.

The original premise of this blog was "how close to feminine can i get in various diverse ways without crossing the line in everyday life." i am returning to that premise...how far toward feminine can an otherwise normal man take certain aspects without being called out by friends and family.

Lately, i have decided to attempt to lose about 20 pounds (about 1.4 stones) by the middle of beach season here in California. i want to look better in my swimwear. As part of this effort, i am counting calories consumed and calories burned. The problem was that i had no way of even guessing how many calories walking up 13 flights of steps would burn, for example.

Off to the store i went. As i was browsing the watches, i spotted one that wasn't too feminine, yet not exactly masculine either. i decided to buy this model....Mio Motiva Petite. While it came with an orange watch band as a secondary option, a black and grey band was attached in the box.

Excited, i pulled the watch from the box as soon as i was in the car. Being the weekend, i decided i would wear it all weekend. The orange watch band could wait until my comfort level increased.

For the first few weeks, i only wore the watch with long sleeves. i have begun to wear it also with short sleeves. There is a bit of apprehension every time i wear it with short sleeves because the watch band clearly says "petite," which might be a bit hard to explain.

i continue to wear the watch on a daily basis. As i said, back to the basics.

Lane Bryant - The Online Experience

2011-04-23T15:30:00.000-07:00

The Hook That Drew Me In

A further post will be forthcoming about my recent online shopping experience. i was very pleased with the experience and Lane Bryant will continue to get rave reviews from me.

i am a bit OCD and i want to get the post right first...so i need a bit of free time and alone time for a photo session. Stay tuned. :o) Update on April 23rd: pictures taken, just need time to prepare the text now. :o)

Very Erotic Hyno Video

2011-04-22T08:20:00.000-07:00

Courtesy of Sissy Slut's blog, Hypno Training Video - Very Erotic. I don't believe that these work but the images and music are great.

Thank You for Shopping Lane Bryant (Revised 9-24-2010)

2010-09-10T13:41:00.000-07:00

For those that have followed my blog and exploits for any length of time, it should come to no surprise that i have a thing for satins and silks...especially when it comes to panties and other intimate wear. It makes no difference whether the satins and silks are on the body of my Wife or on my own body, i love them both ways.

Yesterday, during my lunch hour, i was reviewing my email and saw a new sale being offered by Cacique. Yes, i signed up to receive sale information from Lane Bryant after being informed of the possibility by the lovely Mistress Magick.

Unfortunately, the sale was only for on-line sales and i prefer shopping in person. Nevertheless, i decided to see what new panties they were offering for sale online. As i browsed, i noted two adorable pairs of panties that were identified as 3 for $29 if bought at the store and i decided that i couldn't pass up the offer. Three pair of panties would be about $55 if purchased separately.

After work, i drove to a Lane Bryant that is somewhat close to my office. As i entered the parking lot, i noticed two women walking toward the store and had a hunch that they would be entering Lane Bryant just ahead of me. i navigated to a parking spot and parked. Climbing out of the truck, i surveyed the parking lot once again and noticed one of the two women looking back at me. Eye to eye contact was made and she smiled at me. She then resumed her conversation.

At that point, i looked at the store fronts. The economy had not been nice to this portion of the shopping center and only two store fronts remained directly adjacent to where i had parked: Lane Bryant and Bath & Bodyworks...no wonder she smiled at me.

Upon entering Lane Bryant, i quickly and discreetly surveyed the other shoppers from behind my dark sunglasses. My prior visits found the store desolate but this particular visit found the store teeming with activity. Not exactly what i wanted to see but i was on a mission and there was no turning back if the store had the items i was seeking. Besides, no one would care that a man was shopping in a Lane Bryant, would they?

i made a direct line to the lingerie section and found myself awash in femininity and solitude. i breathed a bit more slowly and relaxed a bit as i set about my shopping. i quickly found the first pair of panties i had on my shopping list. The Lane Bryant website has wonderful pictures of this pair of panties, which can be found here. i have revised this blog post to replace the images from Lane Bryant with a (maybe less desirable) picture of me wearing the panties that i purchased.

The panties are called the pin-up satin bikini panties. They are an lovely blend of nylon and spandex, which provides a very soft and sensual hand to the fabric. The body of the panty included a print of pin-ups and i was amused by the thought of a male wearing a satiny panty that included images of that which he might want to try to emulate but also that which he could never come close to emulating. The panty was finished with a satiny set of polka dot ruffles that adorned the leg openings and a soft polka dot bow in the middle of the waistline. All in all, a very beautiful and sexy pair of panties.

As i reached up to the rack to pull down the pin-up satin bikini panties, i noticed that there was a matching bra. The bra was very cute as well and i could easily envision several different women, including some of the women in the store that evening, sauntering about wearing the bra and panty set as they prepared for their day in an elegant a master bedroom suite. Unfortunately, i am a fairly thin male, without significant cleavage. Additionally, i had budgeted only enough money to pay for the panties on this trip. Thus, while i quickly considered buying the matching bra, i dismissed the thought even more quickly.

Having found the first pair of panties on my panty shopping list, i began to slowly browse the merchandise hoping to find the two other pairs of panties to round out my 3 for $29 shopping adventure. The second pair of panties that had caught my attention online was a pair of adorable ruffled rhumba panties. These panties are shown to the right.
I already owned two pairs of rhumba or ruffled panties, one black and one multicolored, but the black pair was exceedingly tight and, while i am attempting to get back to my fighting weight, i'm not sure i will ever be able to comfortable wear them for long; my bone structure simply is too large for them. The multicolored pair, while cute, unfortunately do not have a sufficient gusset for wearing by a male.

i slowly circled the drawers containing panties and carefully opened each drawer labeled 14/16 to see what was hidden within. As i opened the third drawer, i was awakened from my dreamlike trance by an attentive saleswoman.

"Hello. Can I help you find anything? Are you looking for anything in particular?"

Stammering and looking for my composure that had just dropped on the floor and rolled under a dresser, i quickly stammered that i was just browsing. Clearly i was lying; i had panties in my hand already. Nevertheless, with the formal exchange completed, the saleswoman went back about her activities tidying up the drawers and i resumed my hunt for the satin ruffle panties i had viewed online.

The rhumba panties that i was looking for were ultramarine blue with ruffles all over. The material, once again, was a wonderful blend of nylon and spandex. Underlying all of the silky smooth ruffles was a body that was mesh-like in appearance. In fact, if the ruffles are not laying flat, the mesh will provide no cover to the body parts underlying the panties.

Upon opening the fourth drawer, i spied the panties i was seeking. They were tucked away under some pink and some taupe colored panties but the blue pulled my attention to them. i carefully lifted the blue rhumba panties from the drawer. My stomach crept up into my throat, which was now become somewhat dry from the excitement and thrill of the hunt. Having satisfied myself that i had found the second pair, i then simply looked for a third pair that would complete my trifecta. This time, i had nothing particular in mind. i truly would be "browsing."

Like a blind man, i suddenly became very tactile in my search. i had no idea what that third pair of panties should look like, but my hand knows by touch how they should feel.

After a few minutes of groping every pair of panties and sensually sampling the hand of the available selection, i settled upon a pair of cafe mocha smooth lace trim boyshorts.

The boyshorts were unbelievably soft and sensual. While i haven't had much success with the fit of boyshorts in the past, i was hopeful that these will fit much better. Once again, the boyshorts were a satiny blend of nylon and spandex. For some reason, however, the material felt much cooler and softer to the touch than the other two pairs of panties i had picked up. A cut bow and lace trim wrapped around the waistline while the leg openings were encircled similar lace trim. The front of the panties also included two somewhat vertical lines of lace trim, that might accentuate other vertical structures underlying the panties.

Three pairs of panties in hand, i made one more survey of the lingerie section, wanting to ensure that nothing caught my eye or my hand more than any of my three selections. Nothing. Nothing seemed any better than the three selections of femininity that soon would be added to my collection.

At this point, i felt oddly even more relaxed as i approached the sales register and why not? i had now purchased lingerie at no fewer than 10 different stores and i had purchased panties at this exact Lane Bryant twice before. The difficult part was over: surveying the merchandise and settling on a selection always seems to be the most embarrassing part for me...until today. i was not prepared for what would happen next...

As i approached the counter, i noticed that the same saleswoman from earlier had come from behind the counter and she was engaged in an animated conversation with a female customer. i couldn't quite make out the conversation but it sounded like it involved visiting friends in different parts of Southern California. After about a minute, the saleswoman caught me out of the corner of her eye.

"Are you ready? And here we are, just carrying on like two women while ignoring that you were ready to make a purchase. I am so sorry about that." She glided back behind the counter and resumed a position next to the cash register while simultaneously and politely thanking the customer for coming in and wishing the customer to have a nice day. She clearly was very comfortable talking with customers and was very happy and bubbly in disposition.

I placed my selections on the counter and waited for her to ring up the panties, announce my balance due, take my payment and send me on my way.

She picked upon the first pair of panties. "Did you know that there is a matching bra? Are you interested in buying that as well?"

my heart fluttered and started pounding harder and faster. i pretended to consider it and then politely and quietly replied "no thank you. Just the panties will be fine."

Lord, did my voice just crack? What am i, twelve again? Thank God i still have my sunglasses on. Maybe she can't see the panic or surprise on my face.

"I'm sure that these panties will fit you fine," she announced in a voice loud enough to be heard by probably everyone in the store. i hoped for the floor to simply open up and swallow me whole.

She giggled ever so slightly and then caught herself. "I'm just being facetious. But I think I remember you. You've shopped here before, correct? You know the panties deal...clearly, *someone* has trained you well."

If only she knew how well. i was trained to be cost-conscious and i was trained to spot a good deal. i also believe that i have been trained to spot cute panties, too.

We exchanged pleasantries and discussed weekend plans while i desperately attempted to steer the conversation to anything but my purchases and, i had hoped, who my purchases were for. Finally, she took a long look at me, and i swear she pierced my sunglass lenses, while slowly transferring the change to my hand. "Have a wonderful evening, dear."

As a post mortem to this post, i am seriously considering a trip back to Lane Bryant to purchase that bra in a 38c, especially given the wonderful nature of the sales woman that "checked me out" during this trip. i think that a 36c would be too small and that a 40c would be too large but i won't know until i try. Now, i just need to get the money saved for that trip.

For men wanting to shop for themselves or for women wanting to shop for the man in their life, i highly recommend Lane Bryant and, if not tonight or this weekend, i will be returning soon. i may even become a frequent shopper there.

A Day Spent Getting a Makeover

2010-07-14T20:05:00.000-07:00

Okay. Not really. i didn't go to the mall. i didn't go to the MAC counter. i didn't go anywhere outside of the safe and comfortable confines of my own house. i didn't need to go anywhere, yet i was able to see how various shades and types of makeup would look.

Real Simple provided a link to a "virtual makeover" that allows you to test different hair styles and colors as well as a variety of makeup styles and colors. While i did not start with a very good picture of a man, i was able to make a close-to-halfway okay transformation of him. Of course, this tool is better used under the guidance or tutoring of someone who knows something about makeup, its application and its selection. But, hey, it was kind of fun exploring how passable i could make a man using this simple online tool.

Enjoy and let me know your thoughts.

Shopping Adventure

2010-02-20T16:15:00.000-08:00

At the request of some of my blog readers, and with the assistance of a photo from Littleman 56's flickr stream, i have given captioning another effort. Hope Y/you approve!

Femininity Lost (or on Hold)

2010-02-20T15:32:00.000-08:00

A huge thank you to those of you still hanging in there with my fairly stale blog.

i am still around but the desire to become more feminine seems to have headed south (i.e., even further south) for the winter while i remain in So. Cal. As most people who have ever dabbled with feminization can attest, the urge comes and goes. Right now, it has gone.

Nevertheless, i've put myself into a holding pattern in case it decides to return. i continue to maintain my eyebrows in a kept, albeit manly, mannner. i continue to epilate my upper legs, lower abdomen, chest and underside of my arms. i continue to clip to a short length the rest of my legs and arms. i continue to shave the remaining hair, including my manhood region and my armpits, so that i am smooth save for the hair on my head.

My Wife has picked up on my manscaping and commented a few times. While She thinks my shaving of my armpits is odd ("Honey, men just don't shave their armpit hair."), She has enjoyed the shaved manhood. For those men that have not shaved that region (and the wives of those men), the odor generated down there is greatly reduced, if not eliminated, by shaving. Some know what i mean. Shaving has led to increased visits by my Wife to that region, and She has always been opposed to traveling south of the navel from before we even met. In general, my Wife loves my shaved body, even if it seems odd to Her, because the shaved body generates less odor and i smell better for longer periods of the day.

From time to time, i pick up a pair of panties and wear them. For example, at the request/suggestion of a recent friend i made on Twitter, i spent more than 24 hours in a Frederick's thong with tie sides yesterday. Today, on my own accord, i have been wearing the panties i bought just after Christmas at Macy's. Today's panties have a sheer black back and a silky red front with a ruffle around the waist, a small bow at the front of the waist and a large bow at the rear of the waist.

i did the laundry today and finished washing my panty collection. i finally counted them all. i guess i should have expected that i now owned more panties than i did male underwear, even counting as "male underwear" the Body Glove briefs that my Wife calls my "pretty panties." Time to stop shopping for a while.

Maybe i will do a few captions, but i sort of quit posting anything that might smell of a copyright issue. If i can find some good material on Flickr with a creative commons license, i'll put up some feminization captions. Otherwise, until next time,

-chaste hubby

Panty Shopping - Round Two

2010-01-09T15:18:00.000-08:00

My last post was an account of my failed attempt to find ruffle panties at Macy's. While mildly disappointed for the rest of the evening that I did not find what I was looking for (if I had a nickel for every time that I grumbled when my Wife couldn't find what she was looking for...odd that the stiletto is on the other foot), I starting thinking of other stores that I could shop to find what I wanted. There was Frederick's, Victoria's Secret, Nordstroms...while each of these *might* have them, I didn't have the patience for an extended shopping odyssey. I had seen a pair, but I was struggling to recall exactly were. Then it hit me: the shop that had the plugs and other toys.

The next evening, I had to go through the neighborhood that had "that store." I still get squeamish going into sex shops but each time reduces the anxiety. I guess the old adage is somewhat true: "It is only kinky the first time." I pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. With slightly less bounce in my step than the night before, I almost slinked into the store. Before I left to go to the store, I thought to myself, I might as well get an Aneros MGX while I am there. With that thought in mind, I wondered if I would feel more awkward carrying the Aneros while looking for panties or carrying panties while looking for the Aneros - they were at opposite ends of this store.

I decided to browse the panties first - they were closest to the door - to cut down the time I had anything in my hand. I strolled into the lingerie and club attire section of the store and began casually browsing. Nothing. Seriously? I can't even find panties with ruffles here? As I started to leave the section that had the panties, I saw them. The store gave the ruffle panties their own display. They had red, white, white with pink, black and a very feminine teal with polka dots. I touched them, my fingers lingering on them much the way a wine connoisseur would savor a find wine in the mouth. I began checking sizes. Seriously? Again? Nothing in a size 8 or 9 and no extra large sizes. If anyone reading this owns a shop that carries these things, for the love of God, stock things in the larger sizes too.

I decided not to stress about the size issue and to go find the Aneros. I strolled through the toy sections and saw some things that would make sailors blush and others that I had *no* idea how to use. But, alas, after browsing for about 10 minutes, I came to the sad realization that there was not going to be an Aneros in my immediate future, at least not that night.

I returned to the panties by way of the costumes. Maybe they would have a full french maid costume complete with extra large panties - a "man" can hope, right? Not finding any, I went back to the ruffles display and tried to decide among all of the colors.

Red seemed way too trashy for my personality - at least on that evening. Black - with stiff black ruffles - looked elegant and somewhat understated. Lace adorned the leg openings and there were several layers of lace on the back. The black panties seemed to be calling to me.

Oh, but the teal...the teal were so flirty and feminine. The teal had less teal than white and other colors - but I called them teal because the waistband was solid teal. The teal had ruffles all the way around. They had polka dots. The teal panties were low cut and seemed to be a bit skimpy in the gusset region, which can cause issues when worn by someone like me. Nevertheless, the teal also seemed to be calling to me. Which should I get, black, teal, black, teal...

I decided to get both. I am now the proud owner of not just one pair of ruffle panties, but two pair of ruffle panties. Thanks to a newly-found friend from Twitter, I decided to wear the black ones to the office yesterday.

Following this shopping trip, a few things occurred to me that I thought I would share. First, I still haven't found the pair of ruffle panties of my dreams yet. I think they may be at Frederick's so I may have another shopping trip in my future. Second, and probably more insightful, panty shopping is markedly easier at a sex shop compared to a store like Macy's or even Victoria's Secret. The most difficult shopping, however, was at Target or Walmart. Men just don't shop for lingerie for their wives at those stores. Maybe it is because my first experience shopping for panties for myself was at Target and then at Walmart, but those stores seem more humiliating than shopping at sex shops, fine department stores or lingerie specialty shops. All of the humiliation stories and assignments on the web talking about shopping at Victoria's Secret should try the same things but at a Target or Walmart...

Failed Shopping Trip - Sort Of

2010-01-08T17:55:00.000-08:00

Recently, Miss D posted a poll and a related post (http://missds.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year.html) asking what different sissies were planning for the new year. One of the activities on the poll was buying your first pair of ruffled panties. I don't own any ruffled panties...at least I didn't. Now I own two pair of ruffled panties but I'm getting ahead of myself.

As soon as I took Miss D's poll, I made up my mind to get to a store and get a pair as soon as possible. I knew that this was one task I wanted to accomplish this year and there was no time like the present. I made plans and as soon as a window of time became available for my shopping trip, my heart began to race and my palms began to sweat. In the words of Southwest Airlines: "It was on."

Tuesday night I didn't have to work too terribly late. I thought about my shopping options that were between my office and my house. While Christmas shopping, I took note that our local Macy's had a fairly large lingerie section. I also took note that the prices at Macy's were not extraordinarily high. While I would be driving by Nordstrom's Rack, JC Penney's, Victoria's Secret, Fredrick's of Hollywood and a number of other local stores on the way to Macy's, I decided to give the selection of Macy's a shot.

I arrived at Macy's at about 6:45 pm and promptly found a parking spot just outside of a lower level door. I knew that the door allowed me to enter right next to the lingerie department - I would have a rapid entry and a rapid exit available if I needed it. I pocketed my money and locked the car. Walking swiftly, I made my entrance and plunged headlong into the bastion of femininity.

There were tables with cotton panties on sale. There were discounted racks of panties and bras. There was boxes that contained various overstocked panties at deep discounts. All told, there were probably no less than 35,000 square feet of exquisite feminine underwear of all shapes, sizes and styles.

I spent about 25 minutes going methodically rack by rack throughout the Macy's lingerie department. I was hunting my first pair of ruffled panties. My heart was racing. My mind was racing. My hands were shaking and my palms were sweating. The longer I spent walking through the aisles, the less nervous I was and the more distraught I became. Could it really be that Macy's, with all of the styles of panties that they stocked, would not have a single pair of ruffled panties in a size that might fit me?

Disappointed after my initial search, I decided to go browse the mens department before returning to my car. Up the escalator I went. I went to both of the upper level floors...no mens department. Could I really be wandering around a Macy's that catered solely to women? I found a store directory - NO MENS DEPARTMENT ANYWHERE. This store only catered to women. How WONDERFUL!

I went back to the escalators and descended back into the satins and silks of the lingerie department. Transformed by my discovery that this store was all about women, I stopped shopping in a hunter mode and started shopping in a gatherer mode. As I shopped, I located a flirty bra and panty set that had escaped by hunter's eye only ten minutes earlier.

The bra and panty set were made by Biatta Intimates (www.biatta.com). The bra was made of 95% nylon and 5% spandex as were the panties. Over time, I have found that such a material is very soft and smooth on the body. It has become one of my favorite blends. The bra featured black lace over the upper portion of each of the garnet cups. Under the black lace was a small amount of black ruffled material that provided a very feminine and sexy appearance to the bra. A small black bow adorned the bra right between the cups. The back of the panties were made of a sheer black material. A large black bow was positioned above the sheer back of the panties right at the top of the waistline. The front of the panties was the same beautiful garnet material that the bra featured very prominently. The garnet material was very silky and very smooth. The waistband and the leg bands were skirted with a very flirty and short sheer black skirt.

My heart skipped a beat. These were beautiful. I knew I would not do them justice when I wore them but I had to have them. Then...a crash back to earth. I generally wear an extra large, which is a size nine at some stores and which is a size eight at other stores. If I am going strictly by size, I wear a size 8. The largest panties in this style that they had was a size seven, which was a large.

"No matter," I tell myself. I am trying to slim down just a bit more. Maybe they will fit then. It gives me a reason to keep trying to drop a few more pounds around the waistline. I snapped them up and carried them with me.

One more stop, I decided, should be at the discount rack. I went through the discount rack in a very methodical manner - looking for anything that caught my eye. I browsed just about the entire rack when a pair of Calvin Klein rose-colored hipsters lept out at me. They were beautiful. They were 75% nylon with 25% elastane with a small ring of lace around the leg openings. I hadn't worn that blend yet so I was running them through my fingers. Beautiful color. Beautiful feel. When I saw the waistband, I knew I had to buy them. They had three rows of symmetrically placed stones around the front portion of the waistband. Absolutely beautiful panties - they also were size 7 but I had already decided to cross that bridge.

I nervously approached the register and handed the beautiful saleslady my selections. "No, this will be all." I paid for the selections and left Macy's. Had I accomplished my mission of finding a pair of ruffled panties? Not exactly - at least now what I had in mind. Was I happy with what I found instead? Ecstatic!

I now own two pair of slightly smaller panties and my first bra. Pictures will undoubtedly follow as will the story of my shopping adventure the next evening.

First Date?

2010-01-02T09:37:00.000-08:00

As some of you may know, I have a second blog relating to male chastity (slidingintochastity.blogspot.com). I was looking for new chastity videos to link to for that blog but stumbled upon the following little gem. I got a bit of a chuckle from it. Please watch the video before reading on or you may lose a bit of the effect sought after by the director.

As I preparing to post this, I started to wonder how I would react if (1) I was the son that received the support of the mother; and (2) I was the date waiting for the lovely woman with whom I would soon be spending the evening. I'm open to the comments of others about this. Have a lovely 2010 everyone.

Happy New Year

2009-12-31T12:43:00.000-08:00

Robin stood out on the deck. He was nervous about going back in to the party. Seems that he was very passable tonight. Not a single person noticed that she was actually a he - in fact, the guys at the party only noticed that his girlfriend appeared to be without a boyfriend at the party.

His girlfriend found him and was gently trying to coax him back inside. There were only a few minutes until the clock struck 12 and people began kissing...only she wasn't planning on kissing her boyfriend nor was she planning on her boyfriend kissing her...

Here's to hoping that everyone finds someone to kiss as we ring in 2010. Happy New Year and I hope it is filled with wonderful adventures for everyone.

But...But...But...

2009-12-28T12:58:00.000-08:00

She brought you back to her place...She convinced you to put on a red dress and panties...She pushed you to the floor and snapped a photograph before you could get back up.

Now, She says, "the fun is just beginning, sweetie."

Walkin' Around In Women's Underwear

2009-12-26T09:34:00.000-08:00

Sorry for the long silence...I've been traveling to regions with spotty internet connection. When I returned, I stumbled across this gem. Loved it but, if I remember, maybe I will update the video with some of my own pictures for next winter. Have a wonderful rest of your holiday season and have a happy New Year.

Raising Eyebrows

2009-11-22T15:05:00.000-08:00

I noticed today that I am paying more and more attention to people's eyes and their eyebrows. I've had a thick and bushy unibrow almost all of my life. I used to tell my wife that it was a sign of a sex-symbol - she didn't buy it. She threatened to shave it while I was sleeping.

I recently began reading about eyebrow shaping and plucking. I no longer have the unibrow but I have not plucked enough to change the general shape of my eyebrow. I did trim the hair after purchasing an eyebrow brush and scissors. I also have been turning my attention to the stray hairs that are well below my brow line.

Today I was talking with a friend when I noticed that his eyebrows were very unkept. I felt like they were trying to reach out and grab me. I really wanted to grab my tweezers and get the longest ones or grab my brush and scissors and tidy his eyebrows up for him. I resisted but I kept focusing on his eyebrows. This could become a very bad obsession.

I also have been looking very closely at the women I am talking to or walking by - essentially, I am judging the shape of their eyebrows nonstop. I was at a dinner and cocktail party last night with hundreds of beautiful women dressed very nicely for the occasion. I can't tell you how many women had beautiful eyebrows. Even though most were very well groomed, I also saw some horrendous eyebrows - think Susan Boyle. I certainly hope this doesn't become a trend. Then again, I also don't like the pencil-drawn eyebrows. I think all eyebrows should look something like these.

I have something to strive for. Here is the present appearance of one of my eyebrows (the unibrow is gone) and next to it is a target appearance for right now.

Bali Studio Panties

2009-11-21T15:18:00.000-08:00

Shopping for panties is such a delight and such a rush. I was driving by an outlet mall when I decided to go visit the Bali Store. Upon arriving, I noticed that the center of the store featured circular tables with various styles of fashionable panties. I circled the store once and then twice. After I had looked at everything else, I decided to pick out some thigh high hosiery before moving toward the circular tables. The circular tables were surrounded by young ladies - always makes me wonder if "they know."

As I inspected the panties on the tables, I honed in on a group of silky panties that were 3 for $15 or some such amount. I selected a pair of mauve-ish boyshorts (I know, ironic) and a pair of briefs with lovely lace trim. I'll provide pictures of those panties in later posts and reviews.

As I went to the counter, Courtney assisted me with my purchases. I couldn't keep my eyes from wandering downward. She was stunning and she was wearing a low cut, lace shirt. Man, what I wouldn't do for breasts like she had.

As she rang up my items, she noticed that I was one pair of panties short from obtaining the discount. Her eyes met mine and she smiled as she told me to go select one more pair of panties so I could get the discounted price. I wonder if she noticed that the panties I had selected were sized L/XL?

I complied and I am glad that I did. I went and selected the panties that I am wearing in the attached picture. The panties are 90% Nylon and 10% Spandex and sold under the brandname Bali Studio. These panties are very lightweight and they feel like you are not wearing anything. They are a thong, for those that cannot tell from the picture, and they are very feminine in color, cut and feel. I get excited every time I decide to wear these to the office under my suit but I cannot wear them when locked in my chastity belt. They have sufficient fabric to hold me in but they do not have enough fabric to hold in the CB6000.
I think these panties are just perfect for me. The color and polka dots are absolutely wonderful. I enjoy the soft touch on my shaved and epilated skin. I love the bare cheek feeling they give me and I also love the feeling of the thin strip of material sliding between the cheeks during the course of the day. All in all, I love that Courtney asked me to pick out one more pair of panties.

Thanks Courtney!

Hotness in Hotels

2009-11-06T18:51:00.000-08:00

Make your own animation
Okay - maybe the title is a bit much; however, I recently had the opportunity to pamper myself in a hotel room. I took with me my silky nightgown along with my panties, my garter belt and my thigh high hose. I spent an early portion of the evening using my epilator and removing all hair from my upper thighs through my neck, not including my arms and regions that I just cannot see. Someday, I sure hope that I can find someone that can take care of any hair that I can't see.

After epilating, I got dressed for bed and relaxed for a while. I was locked into a CB6000 during this part of the trip, so fooling around wasn't much of an option. I did, however, take a few pictures, which I used to create the moving image that is inserted into this post.

Wow was I frustrated all night. I guess I should have known that playing in panties doesn't mix well with being locked in a chastity device. Lesson learned...maybe. ;o)

Yay - New Panties

2009-10-30T13:01:00.000-07:00

I just bought two more pairs of panties. I'll write more about them later. One pair, which I am wearing right now, is 95% silk with loosely stiched openings. Think scalloped edges that may very likely create a visible pantyline. I am so excited that I am dripping all over the place. More later with pictures maybe this weekend.

-ch

Silken Surprise

2009-10-28T23:42:00.000-07:00

Blackmailed Into New Panties

2009-10-28T23:31:00.000-07:00

You Can't Wear 'Em Just Once

2009-10-27T22:22:00.000-07:00

Nice Tanlines Sissy

2009-10-27T00:55:00.001-07:00

"What Are You Wearing?"

2009-10-25T14:16:00.000-07:00

Last weekend, my wife had a friend drop by the house to gossip, relax and have a few glasses of wine. They decided to go out into the backyard and settled into conversation around our small, two seat table. I relaxed on the sofa until I heard them calling my name. Intrigued, I decided to go see what the commotion was all about. I drug myself from the couch and walked outside.

"Honey, we just thought you would like to sit out here in the sun and be social instead of sitting inside all by your lonesome," my wife of several years explained.

"But, there are no chairs left," I explained. After a few minutes of discussion, it was decided that I should just sit down on the step near the table, have a drink and participate in the conversation. My wife stood up and brought me a glass of wine and I began to relax.

Lauren, my wife's friend then asked what flower was growing up on the hill held back by our retaining wall. My wife explained that we had planted phlox on the hill as a ground cover. I looked over my shoulder, briefly surveyed the hill and then turned back toward the house and refocused my attention on my glass of wine. I hadn't noticed until now, but the phlox was bursting with pale pink flowers today.

Lauren rose from her seat at the table and grabbed her camera from her purse. "I simply must have a few photographs of those beautiful pink flowers."

My wife is beautiful but also has impeccable taste in friends and Lauren has impeccable taste in clothing. She was wearing a pair of strapped heels with a short black skirt and a fairly sheer white blouse. I attempted to focus upon my glass of wine as she walked toward me but my eyes darted from my glass to her breasts and back to my glass. She was wearing a very lacy, almost sheer bra under her white blouse. The blouse buttons were straining to hold in her breasts.

I was trying to avoid detection but doing a very poor job. She walked by me and we made eye contact as she approached. She shot me a knowing smile. I was caught and I knew it. She refocused on the hill behind me and brushed my shoulder as she walked passed. I could smell a very faint trace of her perfume, a wonderful and very crisp scent. I believe it may have been White Linen if my nose and my hours shopping for perfumes were not a complete waste.

The slight brush, the knowing smile and the smell of White Linen immediately put me in a fog. I could feel my malehood beginning to react and had to adjust slightly as it began to grow.

I heard her snap a few photographs and then I thought I heard her heels clicking across the patio for a few steps. I prepared for her to pass by with hopes of catching a free glimpse of her beautifully shaped body as she passed directly between me and my wife.

The sound of Lauren's footsteps abruptly stopped and then I heard a few more photographs being snapped. "I guess I was wrong, she wasn't done taking pictures of the flowers. She must have just been repositioning herself for more pictures of the flowers," I thought. I also thought the smell of her perfume had gotten stronger - "could have been the wind," I dismissed the thought.

The footsteps resumed and she once again brushed passed me. As soon as she was directly between my wife and me, I adjusted my gaze to follow her beautiful leg muscles up to her very short skirt. All of a sudden, she flipped her head around and caught me again. I began to blush and her eyes settled on mine. She then started probing me with her eyes.

"Shannon, wait until you see these pictures that I took. They are simply indescribable." I had no idea the trouble that was about to begin.

"Look at this one. Can you believe it? I am not sure that I can explain it. Maybe your husband can come over here and help." The two were intently focused upon the display screen of the camera.

I rose from my seat on the step and circled around behind the two women. The smell of Lauren's perfume became intoxicating and I now was positioned for a sneak peak down the front of my wife's tank top.

"What do you think, honey? Can you help explain these?" My wife turned toward me with the same deep probing eyes that Lauren had just previously displayed. My knees just about buckled, but not from the two very attractive women standing next to me. My entire body felt weak because of what Lauren had just captured on her camera.

"What exactly are you wearing under your jeans, my love? Those sure appear to be some very pretty panties. And DKNY at that! Shannon, you never told me that you had a sissy husband with such impeccable taste in panties." Lauren had locked her eyes on mine and a very devious smile crept across her face.

(to be continued?)

Hello Clitty

2009-10-24T16:03:00.000-07:00

The Caring Wife

2009-10-24T16:01:00.000-07:00

Hmmm... Femininity

2009-10-23T15:22:00.000-07:00

Femininity is the trait of behaving in ways considered typical for women. This blog will be about some of the stereotypical women behaviors as adopted by a male and the feelings and desires aroused by those behaviors. This corresponds with another definition for femininity: refers to qualities and behaviors judged by a particular culture to be ideally associated with or especially appropriate to women and girls.

Wearing soft fabrics could be one example. Stereotypically, men wear coarser fabrics. Wearing pastel colors could be another example. Men generally wear stronger, bolder colors. Hair removal could also be an example but men have slowly been adopting hair removal.

Do you have any suggestions for activities that you normally associate with a female that a male could plausibly perform in public?

Lunchtime at Nordstrom Rack

2009-10-23T15:09:00.001-07:00

Yesterday, during my lunch hour, I needed to travel to a client to obtain some sample materials for a project on which I was working for them. As I looked at the map, I realized that I was going to be driving right by Nordstrom Rack. The client had asked for an hour or so to collect the needed samples and it was a 15 minute drive from my office to the client - what harm would there be in swinging by Nordstrom Rack and looking at their selection of panties and lingerie?

As soon as I was at a good break point from the project that currently had my attention, I grabbed my car keys and headed to the parking garage. I maintained a steady pace, but I really wanted to run with excitement about my last minute plan. I fired up the engine and made my way to the client's office via Nordstrom Rack. Could traffic BE any slower? Finally arriving in the parking garage for the store, I sought out a parking spot. Parking the car, I could feel my pulse rate begin to increase.

I shut off the engine, stepped out into the parking garage and locked the car. This was it, I was diving into a longtime fantasy. Public panty shopping during the day in a crowded store. No going back now. I WANT to do this. I NEED to do this.

I grabbed a basket as I wandered into the store. No way was I backing down now - panty purchase or bust. I wandered my way back to the panty racks and then started selecting panties. The large and extra large panties were on a rack up close to the wall display of hosiery. Standing there, I began browsing the selection. They had cotton panties - not interested. They had lace panties - too itchy. They had thongs and g-strings - not enough coverage. They had satin and sheer panties - okay now they had my attention.

A couple of women were also looking at the intimate apparel. They walked by once - were the looking at me? They left - so I guess not. Wait, they're back again. Okay, they must be looking at me. They were whispering something - or was that my overactive imagination.

After searching for what seemed like an eternity but, in looking at my watch, was only about 10 minutes, I had selected a pair of beige Wacoal panties and a pair of sheer blue DKNY panties. While there were many pairs from which to select, I opted for two very smooth and satiny bikini style panties. Both were very feminine with either lace inset panels or lace edging. Both also were adorned with the feminine bows that are positioned right below the navel or right about the prize, depending upon your point of view.

Having made my selection, it was time to check out. I looked in my basket, looked around and then decided that I should probably buy some mens t-shirts or something. I stopped in the mens department and picked up a package of mens t-shirts prior to circling toward the register stands. As I approached, I noticed that the only register currently without a customer was being worked by a man. I decided to check my Blackberry and circle a bit longer. Finally, another customer joined into the cue and ended up at the man's register. I then walked up into line and was quickly called to the register of a very attractive, slightly older woman.

She asked how my day was going and I said fine while making eye contact the whole time. I recently learned to focus on the eye color of the person to whom you are speaking. It creates a more intimate and focused conversation.

She broke eye contact and removed the package of t-shirts, revealing the two delicate pairs of panties. She looked back into my eyes and the proceeded to ring up the t-shirts without breaking eye contact. She then looked down and removed the first pair of panties from the basket. She scanned them and then held them up in front of her body. She seemed to be visualizing something. She then scanned the second pair of panties and, once again, she raised them up to eye level with her arms outstretched. This time, she rotated them to view both the front and the back. She announced the amount due and maintained a very deep eye contact.

My hands were trembling now. I counted out the money owed and handed it to her with a very quick movement, hoping to reduce her ability to see my shaking. Crap. I forgot about the change. She put my money in the register and withdrew my change. She placed the change into my shaking and waiting hand. Her hand seemed to linger a bit longer than normal and her eyes went from my eyes to my trembling hand and back to my eyes. She smiled a knowing smile.

"I hope you enjoy your night," she said. Catching herself, and the fact that it was the lunch hour, she recovered and said "I mean, have a good afternoon."

Thank you. I will do both.

-ch