Like PinkOanties4me, At 69 and recently remarried, I have aged out as well, and purged everything for the last time, but I do have some fond memories, reflections and observations on my years as a closet bisexual crossdresser:
Prep time for dressing to host vs. dressing for self-pleasure varies by about an hour…
Your heart pounding when you first reveal yourself dressed to someone for the first time…
The secret satisfaction of seeing your partners arousal as he looks you up and down, from your wig to your boots….
Waterproof lipstick lasts longer, but it’s a turn on to see your lipstick on the cock you are pleasuring orally…
Pulling my wig into a ponytail to keep the hair out of my mouth when going down - and the “Oh crap!” moment when the guy you’re blowing inadvertently grabs your wig off your head…
Getting the cum stains out of that nice black turtleneck before they get crusty!
The fake eyelashes that end up down on your cheek during sex….
Thigh highs are the better choice than pantyhose if you are bottoming while dressed…
Reaching back to hold on to your 4” heels while performing a “hands free” blow job…
The cool breeze on your back side as the skirt gets flipped up and the panties come down…
Becoming so comfortable wearing heels that you forget you’re wearing them... until you take them off...
Although I have moved on from all of this, I still have years of memories and experiences to masturbate to when the mood hits me….! It was all a lot of fun, and I have no regrets!
