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April 19, 2006
At 36, I’m too old to be embarrassed by most things fetish related. In my teens and twenties, I was afraid of anyone finding out about my personal fetishes for women’s feet, stockings, pantyhose and shoes. It wasn’t socially acceptable back then to have a fetish and talk openly about it like guys did about breasts, legs and tight asses. However, I’ve been through enough in my life to no longer be shy about what I like about women and what I want.

In my twenties, I lived out a lot of fetish fantasies, unfortunately I did it with women who were not my wife.
I had managed to keep all of my fetishes and all of my sessions with professional mistresses secret until I was about 30 years old. That’s when I was first busted by the ex-Mrs. Bastard with a Leg Show magazine in my briefcase, credit card receipts for phone sex, and the phone number of a Mistress in Columbus. That storm blew over in a few months, but I didn’t change my ways. Instead, I ended up becoming even more daring that I had been.

If you’re a guy reading this, imagine a turning point in your life where you were faced with two options. The first option is telling the truth. The second option is telling a lie. Neither option is good, but you’ve got to make a quick decision on which option you’re going to take and suffer the consequences. It’s not a good situation, and you’ll be dealing with drama for months unless you opt for a messy divorce. I opted for the lie because I thought that I’d be castrated if I told the truth to the ex.

The situation that I was faced with was a Victoria’s Secret credit card receipt. The receipt had a pair of shoes, pantyhose, a skirt, a blouse and a purse on it. She knew that the items weren’t for her. I could tell the truth, which was that I had made the purchases for a Mistress to wear to a session that I was planning of having with her, or, I could manufacture a lie. Well, thanks to the lie that I came up with in a pressure situation, I ended up coming out of the closet and admitting that the clothes were for me. I don’t think that it really sank in to her that Victoria’s Secret doesn’t manufacture clothes that fit a 6’3″ and 225 pound frame.

So, if any of you guys get busted by your girlfriend or wife with a pair of pantyhose that she knows doesn’t belong to her [she'll figure that out by the fact that the pantyhose will probably be sealed in a zip lock baggie to hold the scent], I suggest just being honest with her, explain your fetish, and apologize profusely for cheating on her by ordering out for a pair of someone else’s worn pantyhose.
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Aw Jeeeezus…I have a pair of pantyhose I took of my former girlfriend years ago. (They are in a zip lock freezer bag) They have long since lost their aroma of her body wash but I still love to fondle them. (NO, I DON’T MASTABURATE USING THEM..EEECH!) I naver paid for phone sex but when my former lover married a total jerk she called me up. She was driving to her old hometowne (alone in her automobile) and started to unbutton her blouse. She phoned me up and she gave me so wonderful details. Aren’t cellular telephones wonderful?
LMAO!! Ok, so fess up… where is it that you stockpile all these zip lock bags of stinky pantyhose? I’m betting they’re well organized and probably labeled … with dates or without? I’m envisioning a grown man flipping through rows of zip lock baggies looking like an avid baseball card collector might hahaha!
Your collection is incomplete.