I still could not speak, my face as red as lipstick he then said “hey don’t be ashamed I think it is kind of cute” he reached in his pocket grabbed a one dollar coin and flipped it to me, said “thanks beautiful ill see your later with a wink, got in his car and drove off” The man said that I was wearing a very nice pair of underwear. Realizing what had just happened I turned around and was speechless.
I stuck my arm in it just barley fit, the man was standing behind me as I was reaching in his window, I was having a hard time unlocking the door, as I heard him start laughing at something, still reaching in his window I said “what is so funny?” he says “hahaha i new I was right about your arms being girly, but your whole body!” as he said that I unlocked the door. I said “is this your car?” “yes, haha nice isn’t it, now try and squeeze your girly little arms in and unlock it” he jokingly replies. We walked out side beside eachother towards his car, it was a nice old dodge challenger red with big tires on the back. The man walks up to the till and goes, “Hi could u lend me a hand quick I locked my keys in my car and just infront of the gas pump, The window is open a few inches but my arms are to big to get in.” I told him sure I will try and unlock it. I had never seen this man befor, I normally see just my regulars.
He was a fairly tall man with brown hair, very masculine facial fetures, brown eyes, tighter worked in blue jeans and a t shirt with the sleeves cut off, he had big biceps and hands, probably around 30 years old and about 200lbs. I sat behind the till for a few miniutes befor the first customer came into the store. So now it was me alone behind the till at work. When I got to work my boss said was just walking out all he said to me was “hey pal, don’t worry about mopping or stalking shelves, steves got it tonight for the closing shift.” As he headed towards the door. I headed to my car and got in and drove to work. “alright later dude” I walked out to my car it was a chilly day and I could feel my nipples perk a bit in the breeze through my bra and sweater. “no dad nothing, but I have to go to work ill see you in a couple if hours” “hey slugger your up early, got any good storys for me from last night” says my dad Walked to the kitchen to see my mother and father wide awake both staring at me. I then put on a cute pink and blue 32b bra that went well with my underwear, I then put on a pair of wrangler jeans and a sweater so no one could see my bra and panties. So as I got out of bed, went to my closet and out of habbit grabbed some hidden feminie clothes, I grabbed a pink pair of victories secret panties, a black pair of stalkings with a flowery trim, a matching garter belt, to hold up my stalkings.
“Hello” I answered “Heyyy buddy, hows the head feeling hahahaha….Enough shit talk boy, Trent didn’t show up for workd again the little bastard! looks like your in, See you at 10 DON’T BE LATE!” I hung up my phone and thought what a great day to start my Saturday. It was a Saturday morning when my cell phone rang, I was hungover from the following night, I looked at my phone and sure enough it was my boss. I had more female clothes than male, and I hid them all around the house in the most sly places and was never caught… until one morning. I had all kinds of things now, I had blouses, shoes countless pairs of thoungs and sexy lingerie. I always caught the mail before my parents because I worked part time and the mail usually came around 3:00pm so I was lucky. i started going online and buying female clothes and make up. When I turned 18 I got a credit card, this opened up many doors in dressing. No one ever seemed to notice so I kept doing it. I started shaving my legs and using hair removal products for other parts of my body. I started wearing g strings and bras under my male clothes to school and to work. from my friends sisters (as I am an only child). As I got older and into highschool my crossdressing progressed from just sneaking a pair of my mothers panty hose, to stealing underwear, pants, bras, make up etc. I always figured myself as being bisexual but would never admit it to my self even when I would be dressing. For the longest time (since around 12) I have had a strange addiction to crossdressing. I had a part time job at a gas station and worked with a lot of my friends.
I was around 5 ft 10, 130 lbs, lots of friends and just finished highschool. To begin, I was your typical 18 year old boy.