The first time i got caught

Ive been dressing since i was pretty young. I remember the exact moment. Friend brought it up, and so it started. I grew up in Southern Cal, swimming pools, movie stars. I was really lucky, my mom was a Marilyn Monroe type, 36-24-36 measurements. I always had really cool, sexy stuff to slip into. I guess i never much thought about, just dressed like girl often. At one point i fit into her cloths very well. So... id go the whole rout. I guess i was in High School at this time, wish it was acceptable like it is now, i may be a girl now. Nylons, garter, sexy panties and bra. Then id find a nice skirt, short, nice top. Mom worked so i pretty much knew when to change back. One afternoon i was checking out how great i looked in one of her full length mirrors, when she walked up behind me. My heart stopped. She calmly said get out if her cloths and come down stairs. I took as long as i could, lol. So, she read me the riot act, told how ashamed she was. She'd suspected for some time. Just so all of you know that wear their wives stuff, or their girlfriends, they know. Torn seam here and there. Stuff in the laundry that they dont remember wearing. And most of all, the boner marks in the panties. Theres always a little round stretch point, and it shows when the put their panties on. This let me know to start buying my own. Worst part of this day, she told my dad. So after i got chewed by her, then i got it from him. Did i stop wearing her stuff right away, no. Did i get caught again, yep but it was more like id find panties id worn folded on my bed. Not sure if she accepted or what.

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