the-enchanted-sissy: “So how does it feel on you?” Aunt Marilyn asked me. “A little tight” I told he
the-enchanted-sissy: “So how does it feel on you?” Aunt Marilyn asked me. “A little tight” I told her as I ran my hands along my hips and down to the garters that were holding my white stockings. I’d only seen an”old fashioned” open bottomed girdle on old lingerie ads or models online, never in real life. Now I was wearing one. “It’s actually a little too big for you” Auntie said. “There’s room for you to fill it in” she said with her usual warm smile. “I love how it feels on me” I responded to her. “Thank you for letting me try it on.” I was shocked at how comfortable I was dressing in front of and even with Aunt Marilyn these days. She knew all about my dressing and most of my secrets. I felt I could tell her anything, though I was still afraid to share some things with her. “Where did you get it?” I asked. “I’ve never seen anything like this in any of the stores I’ve been in.” I laughed a little, an indication of my limited shopping experience as a 15 year old “boy” with a hidden secret. “Well, there are some places you can still buy them” She said. “But, I have a secret to share with you. I need you to promise not to tell anyone.” I was taken aback by the change in her demeanor. She was far more serious now, as if deep in thought. “Of course auntie” I said, trying not to smile but be a little more serious myself. “It was your uncle Steve’s” She said with her eyes lowered, referring to her ex-husband. They’d divorced only after two years of marriage. “He had a feminine side and enjoyed dressing. He left many of “Stephanie’s” things here when he left.” I didn’t know what to say. From what I recalled, she had been happy that they were no longer married. I remember that uncle Steve was considerable older than Aunt Marilyn, maybe 15 years or more. I wondered if his crossdressing was the reason for their divorce. Now I felt silly in front of her in a girdle that could have played a part in their divorce, enjoying a habit that might have caused her sadness in the past. Finally, I broke the awkward silence. “Is that why you two broke up? Because of his dressing in girls things?” I asked. “Oh no sweetie” she said immediately, reaching out tome and holding me in her arms. “Uncle Steve had an affair with another woman. I found out, we had words and it escalated. Things were never the same.” There was a long pause and she told me more of the story. “He never took his girls clothes with him when he moved out. I suppose he was hoping he could break himself of the habit since his new girlfriend didn’t know anything about it, or so he said. It’s unlikely he has” She said before adding “That’s about it.” “Besides, I know all Stephanie’s things will look much better on you anyway” She said. Before I knew it, she was kissing me passionately. It was my first ever french kiss. The Enchanted Sissy -- source link