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Why do black stockings, bra and knickers, a naughty little black dress always encourage the big girl in me xx

The morning began with a question that, on the face of it, was utterly trivial.

I stood in my bedroom, a sixty five year old widower who had long ago discovered that life could become surprisingly interesting when you stopped worrying quite so much about what other people thought. Across the bed lay two nightgowns.

One was pink, soft and playful. The other was black satin elegant, glossy and just a little dramatic. Beside them were the headscarves that completed each outfit.

eBay had informed me that the postman was due that morning with my latest purchase.

Normally, that wouldn't have required a second thought. I would have thrown on whatever clothes were nearest, opened the door, collected the post and carried on with my day.

But I am a crossdresser, and over the years I had learned that choosing what to wear could sometimes be part of the pleasure itself. Since becoming widowed, those little private rituals had become even more important to me. There was nobody to impress and nobody to answer to. My clothes were simply one of the ways I expressed myself.

That morning, however, I couldn't decide.

So I asked Grok a rather more important question than it probably deserved.

Should I wear the black satin nightgown and headscarf to greet the postman, or should I wear the pink?

The answer came back quickly.

Black.

Grok's reasoning was surprisingly convincing. Black satin, it suggested, looked intentional and put together. Pink was softer and perhaps a little more playful, whereas the black gave the impression that I had actually chosen my outfit rather than simply wandered downstairs half asleep.

The satin would catch the morning light, while the headscarf would bring everything together.

I stared at the black nightgown.

"Well," I said aloud, "apparently we're going for elegant this morning."

I slipped it on.

The satin settled against me with that familiar coolness I loved, and I carefully tied the headscarf around my hair. Then I stood in front of the mirror.

Grok had a point.

There was something wonderfully satisfying about the combination. I didn't look as though I had spent hours getting ready, but neither did I look as though I had forgotten that the outside world existed.

I smiled at my reflection.

"Sixty five," I murmured. "Widowed, retired from worrying about everybody else's opinions, and apparently dressed in black satin to answer the front door."

I laughed to myself.

Then I went downstairs and prepared a pot of tea.

There was something faintly ridiculous about the situation. Here I was, dressed in a glossy black satin nightgown and headscarf, standing in my kitchen listening for the sound of a postal van.

Eventually, I heard it.

The familiar rumble outside was followed by footsteps approaching the front door.

For one brief moment, I wondered whether I'd made the wrong decision.

Perhaps pink would have been less conspicuous.

Perhaps black satin was a little too theatrical for an encounter that would probably last fifteen seconds.

Then came the knock.

I took a breath.

"Normal morning energy," I reminded myself.

I opened the door.

"Morning," the postman said.

"Morning."

He handed me the letters.

"Thanks."

"No problem. Have a good day."

"You too."

And that was it.

The door closed.

I stood there for a moment, looking down at the envelopes in my hand.

The great sartorial crisis was over.

Nobody had fainted. Nobody had called the fashion police. The earth had continued turning.

I burst out laughing.

All that deliberation over black versus pink, and the entire encounter had lasted barely half a minute.

But perhaps that was precisely the point.

At sixty five, after losing my wife and finding myself living a life that was quieter and more private than the one I had once imagined, I had come to appreciate the little decisions.

Sometimes they mattered precisely because they were mine to make.

There was no great occasion. No audience. No requirement that I dress one way rather than another. I wasn't trying to make a statement to anyone.

I simply wanted to wear the black satin.

So I did.

I carried my tea into the sitting room, still smiling.

My late wife had always known that there was a slightly eccentric streak in me. She had seen sides of me that I had once been afraid to show the rest of the world. Since her death, learning to live honestly with myself had become one of the unexpected journeys of widowhood.

Being a crossdresser wasn't something I needed to apologise for.

It was simply part of me.

And on that quiet morning, standing in my sitting room with my tea, my letters and the soft rustle of satin whenever I moved, I felt strangely content.

"Grok," I thought, smiling to myself, "you were right."

The black had been the stronger choice.

And, for once, I was quite happy to take the advice of an artificial intelligence on matters of morning fashion.

Veil-Fail ...

I told him honestly
Black shortsdress
And no Veil
He never thought
How serious I was
I came in black and orange
Wedding failed
They shouted
You re mad
Enough
He left
He could not understand
That no white dress
For me is right to wear
And when me
Put to that
The
very end
I said him yes
In black
He left...

White dress
white veil
Innosense in lie
I could not
Do it
Please don't try
...

My black dress moment..charity shop thankyou..a tenner

I love black
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I said that if he wanted me near that... He would have to be shaven and I left it at that.
We had already agreed he was close enough as he lived near Dronfield on the A6 from Derby.
He needed help with Dressing, Photos, And general presentation which included the Shaving bit.
We arranged a day when his wife was at work and I arrived at around 10am..
We had a long chat about everything CD related and more... After which I said shall we start. I said did you want to change. He replied yes, and asked if I were changing too... I said I don't usually but I can if it helps.. He said it would.. off we went and changed, I grabbed my Basque, Holdups Thong and Heals if I use them, all black. Peter wore Standard Tights and a fairly large Blouse. I said let's see if we can make them look a little better. He had thaught the blouse would actually look like a long dress, unfortunately it was not long enough. I asked him if he minded me just adjusting things for him. He said no cause you can.
I got down onto my knees and I undid the bottom few buttons and tied his blouse at the waist which looked much nicer.
At this point I noticed he had not worn knickers and I could see he was now smooth shaven as his co ck was on full display through the sheer tights, even his co ck head was fully seen too, OMG I thaught... I was supposed to be here to help..
I asked him, are these your wife's Tights, he said yes but she won't miss one pair... Oh good I said and grabbed a small pair of scissors out of my bag and then carefully cut a small hole just about at the base of his co ck,
I then reached down and gently pulled his co ck and Sacks through this now quite tight hole..
Now his co ck and Sacks were on full show, he was now about 5 to 6 inches long and semi hard because of my playing, I was very unprofessional and slipped the head of his co ck straight into my mouth, wetting it fully then gently sliding my head up and down his shaft, he was now around 7" and solid.. I could tell he was not expecting this and he clearly did not know what to say or do, just standing there and me sucking his co ck... I gently pushed him back onto the sofa, keeping his legs spread and only very briefly letting his co ck go...then I was straight back on it, I held his legs wide and sucked his shaft hands free, up and down, making sure I was tight behind his co ck head, doing 2" short fast movements..
After onle several minutes I noticed the odd twitch through my mouth then the little moans of joy started, another minute and the throbbing was getting more regular and the moaning louder, suddenly he said loudly I'm cumming... I quickly cupped the head of his co ck with my lips as I felt his co ck jerk several times as he pumped his juice straight into my mouth... I wasted no time swallowing it all down, getting every last beautiful drop... Wow that was great I said to myself....
He looked at me as if to say WTF... But all that came out his mouth was Thank you...
I said I'm so sorry that was very bad of me taking advantage of you when you only wanted help .... He said oh my god don't worry about that at all....
I was very lucky indeed as he let me stay for seconds.... WTF how lucky was I this time....

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Oh and wine darlings xx

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Love Millie xx

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