The other day I had an experience that gave me a total feminine feeling and caused me to think about other times.
When I was about 12 I tried on my mother’s sundress and it fit like a glove. I wore it for several hours. It had a strapless fitted top with a full skirt and with just panties on I could feel the breezes on my legs. Luckily we lived in a remote area where I could go outside.
Years later when I took up cross dressing in my early 20s I watched a movie where a woman did her makeup then put on her slip over her head and let if fall down across her breasts as it slid into place. She then did the same with the skirt reaching behind to zip it before putting on her blouse. I had just purchased a new pencil skirt that was designed to be tight. I decided to follow her routine rather than getting dressed and then doing my makeup. As I slid the skirt down it hung on my hips as had hers. I thought oh no I had bought a size 6 and it was going to be too small, but as I zipped it up the waste was fine and it fit me in all the right ways I quickly put on my sheer white blouse and heals. At that moment I decided to go for a drive even though you could be arrested back then. I don’t think anyone had an idea that I was anything but a young woman and I felt like one.
What happened the other day was I had purchased a new very pretty lace cup bra. As I put it on I realized that my breasts filled it and they looked great in it. I was getting ready to go to town and pulled on my jeans (women’s) and as I did I reached back sticking my thumbs inside with palms outside on the back so as not to mess up my nails. As the jeans slid over my hips I felt the nylon of my panties on my thumbs and thought about how feminine a feeling it was. I then put on a thin chambray shirt leaving the top unbuttoned enough to give fleeting glances of my bra. At that moment I felt like a woman and went to town to enjoy a day of shopping.
Watching the Grammys reminded to me as I saw Jennifer Hudson’s cleavage and saw her beautiful bra.