I am a "Closet-Crossdresser" - something my wife would not accept, but a secret I indulge in whenever she is out of the house for a while.
This is my story of how a beautiful older lady, who had a "fetish" for lipstick, nylons, high heels, and lingerie, introduced me to the pleasures.
It was the late-1980's, we had just moved from a small town in the UK, to a large city, in Canada. I had recently turned 18, was 6 foot tall, athletic build, as I did a lot of running and played rugby.
My cousin had his own painting company, and took me on as a "Helper", during the summer months. We spent a couple of weeks doing the outside of this lady's house, and every time she went in or out, I couldn't help but stare at her.
She was probably in her 40's, about 5'7" tall, always dressed immaculately wearing a short, fairly tight skirt a few inches above her knees, which emphasised her buttocks, and a silk blouse, tucked into the waistband of her skirt, that highlighted her huge breasts, and she always wore 4" heels and nylon stockings with that "Fantastic" seam up the back. Her hair was usually tied back in a bun, but she always had very dark eye shadow, and very heavy red and glossy lipstick.
When she walked past she would always stop for an instant and ask how I was doing, and probably enjoyed my embarrassment when speaking to her, and always "Looked Back" to see me staring at her lovely seamed nylons as she walked away.
We finished all the painting on a Friday, and my cousin asked me if I would go back to her place on Saturday and clean all the windows, as he believed in leaving everything spotless.
I of course said "no problem," and that I would go over Saturday morning. As it was a hot summer's day, I just wore my shorts and T-shirt and runners, as I was only going to be doing windows, so didn't need the painting overalls.
When I was almost finished, she came out looking as stunning as usual, and asked if I would like a glass of water.
To which I said that would be very nice after I finished, as I only had 2 more windows to do.
She said great, when you are done come on in and relax and we can have a chat, and I'll get your water.
I knocked on the door, a short time later.
She called to "Come In."
So I took off my runners as was the custom in going into anyone's house. She was standing in the kitchen, and I asked if I could wash my hands first, and she showed me the guest toilet and said to come into the Family Room afterwards.
When I went in she was sitting on the edge of the sofa and pointed to a chair opposite where she had placed my glass of water, and said to make myself comfortable.
As I took a sip she thanked me for cleaning up, and started asking all sorts of questions about, where I was from previously, how long I had been here, what were my plans for school, etc., and then asked if I had a girlfriend.
I said I did have before, but had not met anyone since moving here.
She said "Well that probably explains why you stare at me a lot."
I was really embarrassed and answered that "I was really sorry, if I was being rude."
She said "Not at all, actually she found it quite flattering, and asked what it was that I found so attracting about her?"
I replied that she was very beautiful, and always looked amazing.
She then asked what it was that I found so appealing.
I blushed, and was sort of choking on my words.
But she said don't worry, I really want to hear what a young man like you finds attractive about "An Older" lady.
I said, well first it's the way you do your make up, your eyes are always perfectly done and your lipstick is so full and red and glossy, and looks amazing, that I can't help but gaze at you whenever you pass.
She said, well "Thank You," I take time every day to do my make up before going anywhere and I love to wear lots of heavy, creamy lipstick, as it feels so lovely on my lips.
She then asked if my previous girlfriend wore lipstick.
To which I said "No she didn't."
She replied "What a Pity."
Now she said, what else do you like about me as you are always looking at me when I'm walking past.
I again blushed, and said I loved the way she wore her short skirt, showing off her legs with her lovely seamed stockings and high heel shoes.
She said thank you again and that she loved to wear her "Fully Fashioned" nylons as they accentuate a woman's legs, and that she loved the way they felt against her skin.
She was sitting with her legs crossed and was running her hand up and down her beautiful nylon covered leg.
She then startled me by asking if I enjoyed the feel of nylons.
To which I gulped that I had never had the experience.
She then said, well come and sit over here beside me on the sofa.
She then re-crossed her legs with her right leg over her left, causing her skirt to move up a bit and show the dark top of her nylons, my heart was pounding as she said "Now sit close to me," then took my left hand and put it on her knee and guided it up and down her leg.
She asked if I liked how it felt.
I said it was absolutely wonderful.
To which she replied that she was glad I liked it and to keep running my hand all the way up and down as she really enjoyed her legs being caressed.
After a while she held my hand on her thigh, and uncrossed her legs moving her left leg over so that my left hand was "Pinned" on her right thigh with her left leg on top of it.
She then said now use your other hand and run it up and down my left leg.