I Wore A Bodystocking In Public For

I wore a bodystocking out for my wife. It was super visible as I had to wear a tight t shirt and tight skinny jeans too. How did it come to this I wondered as I walked from the care into our local café dreading meeting a next-door neighbour. So how did this start? Well let me tell you as briefly as I can.

My wife and I had been married 45 years. We married at age twenty so were not young but far from over the hill. I was still in the gym five days a week and had a decent chest and arms larger than my six foot four, two hundred and thirty pound grandson so not your typical old man. That was on the outside but after forty-five years of marriage your wife gets to know what gets your motor running.

My wife and I had tried cuckolding, and cuckqueening. We never let the other watch and played alone but we always shared the details when we came home so it sort of goes past an affair or what some couples settle into with open marriages. In actuality I had only played with one other woman while my wife had had a few boyfriends, and even girlfriends over the years.

What that translates into after such a long time is a bit of boredom. Add into the mix menopause and things really had slowed down. I was frustrated and told my wife this. I will say a long-term marriage is great for communication, because after such a long time you can say anything and just not give a darn. It is quite a release the day you realize you can just talk about what you want. As an example, I told my wife I really want to try sucking a cock and she did not freak out, she just said let me think about that. I have sucked a cock now, but that is a different story, so back to why I was walking across a parking lot about to be humiliated.

I had said I was frustrated and wanted more of what we did in the past. My wife said she was frustrated with always having to do everything in the house and being both wife and mother to me. That set me back as I did not at all expect that. I said that to her and pointed out she had taken over everything we sed to d together. We did laundry and folded it together when first married at a laundry mat I pointed out. She went quite and said she wanted to know if I would really help with all those things again. I said to her that of course I would and pointed out how we used to have fun at the laundry matt with her wearing tight T shirts and no bra, or thigh high stocking people could see.

My wife grinned and told me she had forgotten about that. She then said let's do that again only this time it's your turn. I asked my turn for what? She said to wear the thigh highs. With that she walked into her change room and appeared seconds atter with some thigh highs and told me to get naked, put them on and then vacuum the house for her dressed in only the thigh highs.

That was a new one, but she had a wicked grin on her face so off I went to get naked and put on the thigh highs. I got them on, and I got a hard cock at the same time. I cannot believe how good those stockings felt. If you have never worn your wife's pantyhose or a pair of stockings, try it today. It is am amazing feeling. My wife saw my hard cock and simply said get cleaning maid. At the word maid my cock twitched, and she noticed that. As I vacuumed our upstairs hall and sitting area she sat in a chair and was busy on her tablet.

It was fun being a sissy maid, although I was not in a maid's outfit just the thigh highs. Things went back to normal until a couple days later when a package arrive from Amazon. My wife said this was for the weekend and put it away. I was wondering what it could be and why she was acting so mysteriously. Saturday rolled around and we had grand kids over and a family dinner. Nothing spectacular happened, but as we went to bed Saturday, she told me to remember Sunday was cleaning day and she expected me to help out again. I asked if that meant wear the stockings and she said she had something else for me to wear. When I asked what she simple said she would show me in the morning. My cock got hard and it was difficult getting to sleep.

In the morning after our usual coffee my wife casually said I had cleaning to do and that she had put what I was to wear on the bed. I sprang up the stairs to see what she had gotten me. There on the bed was lace nylon body stocking. I was super excited by this. I was thinking this is something new and exciting and I hope she keeps this up. I decided to shower first and then dress. I took my shower and then put on the body stocking. I came out o the bathroom and went to get the vacuum.

My wife was there with a grin on her face. She said only that I looked very good and to get busy. Off I went with a hard cock in a body stocking. I exaggerated bending over and sticking my ass out. I loved when she did that for me so I figured it was my turn to do that for her. My wife stayed upstairs as I headed down to the main floor to continue to do my chore as she called it.

When I finished I head back upstairs to put away the vacuum cleaner. My wife was in the min bathroom putting on make up. She said to me I was to keep the body stocking on and put on what she had laid out on the bed so she could take me out for a coffee and maybe grab a breakfast out today. I was shocked but if that was what she wanted then that would be what she gets. Jeans and sweatshirt here we come. I was shocked when I walked into the bedroom. Rather than bulky clothes she had laid out thin cotton golf pants and a tight T-shirt. My bodystocking was black lace and would show through for sure.

I did not want to wear this and told her so. She said in a stern voice that I was to do what I was told and get dressed and she ended it calling me bitch. My cock jumped at being called bitch so I complied and pulled on the pants and the shirt. The pants weren't too bad, however you could see the lines of the lace stockings clearly down my thighs. The shirt was a whole different issue. There was no hiding what was underneath. You could see the pattern of the lace bodystocking, complete with the spaghetti straps over my shoulders. This was so easily noticeable I now had seconds thoughts about what to do.

My wife was at the bedroom door and gave me no chance to protests. She said I looked presentable and she would drive. Off we went to our local and regular coffee shop. I was so nervous, but my cock said I liked it because I was hard. I was worried that I would leak precum and create a wet spot in my light khaki coloured pants. We got to the coffee shop and she parked at the far end of the parking lot furthest from the door. I walked with her, held the door open and in we went.

My wife made me go stand at the counter and order our coffees. I could tell the person taking my order saw what I had on as did every person in there as I walked with our coffees to the table. My cock was saying I liked this as I was rock hard. My brain was saying what are you doing? We sat and talked for a while as my cock calmed down. When we got up to leave I looked down and sure enough I had leaked enough precum that there was a fist sized wet spot in the front of my pants. I had to walk through the coffee shop and out to the car like that. It was so embarrassing but at the same time it was a rush and I secretly liked how that felt.

Dressing up for her is something I do now when she hints at it. It's not all the time, but it is enough that it is fun and exciting. I am now hinting at getting me one of those merry widow corsets with ribbing and a push up bra. Garters and stockings and this I would wear for her anywhere. Who knew I would be so into crossdressing but I have to admit my cock is harder when in women's lingerie versus when I am not. She casually asked me last time I was dressed if I would serve her and a friend drinks on the patio dressed up. I said I didn't know if I was ready for that, but my wife pointed out that my cock was jumping and so she would see what she could do. But that is another story.