Stories about actually being caught

[Elizabeth G]

Hi all,

In reading the thread on stories about almost being caught I thought what about stories of those of us who were caught? How did it happen? How did it all play out?

I understand that this might not be as much fun as the "almost caught" thread and could be flat out distressing. But who knows, maybe it can be helpful to someone here.

Here's my story, which I posted about at the time it occurred, now with a little bit of follow up.

To give a little perspective here, my wife and I are in our fifties, it's a second marriage for both of us and we had been together for eight years when this happened. I won't get into the whole discussion of why I didn't tell her sooner as that isn't the point of this thread.

A little over two years ago my wife and I were about to leave on a weeks vacation with two other couples. As we were leaving the house my wife asked me to unlock my car so she could grab my jacket. Earlier in the day I had done a little shopping en femme so I had brought a bag full of my things with me which I had removed and stashed when I got home. What I didn't realize was that when the bag had tipped earlier in the day something had fallen out. So I unlocked the car for my wife to get my jacket and when she opened the door she just froze. In a tone I can only describe as justifiably icy she then asked "Why is there a bra in your car?"

We now had exactly five minutes in which to have "The Talk" as we got in her car and drove to meet our friends at which time we would not have a private moment to discuss things for the next eighteen hours. All I could say at first was "It's not what you think it is". Which I repeated a couple of times. She then asked "What is it then?" I hesitated. She then said somewhat sarcastically "Go ahead... take your time... think of something". Then she asked me "Why don't you just tell me the truth?" and I replied that the truth wasn't an easy thing to tell. I hesitated and then she asked in a somewhat derisive tone "What... is it yours?" and I quietly said yes.

We arrived at our friends house about two minutes later with my wife reeling from that little bomb shell. We then had to spend the next eighteen hours getting to our destination unable to talk during which time my wife's mind could run rampant. Then we had to spend the next week trying to pretend everything was just fine around our friends while going through all of this. Quite surprisingly we still managed to enjoy some of our vacation.

At first all I could imagine was divorce but so far we have been, and continue to work through things. We began seeing a counselor a couple of months later and continue to now, which has been very good for us. My wife still doesn't like that I'm a crossdresser and likely never will but we sometimes joke about it. I keep my clothes in a closet, keep my toenails painted all of the time and wear panties every day. She hasn't seen me fully dressed though I do dress in MIAD mode at home a couple of times a week and she does make arrangements to be out sometimes to give me the chance to get fully femme.

We have taken things slowly and continue ro work through it all. It will always be an issue for us to some extent or another and though there will always be ups and downs things look good for us now and I'm hopeful for our future.

Anyone else care to share?

Elizabeth

[Miss V]

I don't know if this counts (Was caught online), but I have an Instagram account where I post all my "dressed up" pics. And one day I woke up to find that all my friends had started following the account and were liking my pics. I freaked out and dreaded our next hangout.

Nobody mentioned it when we hung out, and it felt like a "Don't ask. Don't tell" thing until one of them sent me a private message a few weeks ago, saying how happy they were that I was doing what I love. It made me feel great and things seem to be going well so far with acceptance :)

[Beverley Sims]

I was introduced to a girl by my house mates, they did not know she was a previous acquaintance and she did not discover me straight away.

It slowly dawned over the evening as others conversations about me enabled her to realise she had seen me before.

[Rhonda Jean]

I've got a few. Do this often enough and for long enough it WILL happen.

The first time was when I was 20, newly married, living away from my parent's home for the first time in a city where we knew nobody with (at the time) an accepting and encouraging wife. Total anonymity. I didn't have the forethought to know that if we stayed in this community (which we did), some of the people we were becoming acquainted with we'd still be acquainted with even today. I was more out in those first couple of years in that apartment than I'd ever been before or since. It didn't start on day one, but within a few months I was pretty much out except at work. We lived in a second floor walk-up, so if I was going to go out at all I had to just do and accept that there was no avoiding being out. I wanted to be out to exactly that extent anyway.

One weekend morning when we'd been married a few months my wife and I were lounging at home. I don't remember what I was wearing. I had near bra-strap length hair, and my wife had rolled my hair in the biggest brush roller you could buy, secured with the little pink picks. Someone knocked on the door. Figured it was a neighbor or maybe apartment maintenance. Either of those wouldn't be somebody hadn't seen me in curlers before. I pulled back the curtain on the window right next to the door and standing there looking right at me was my wife's maid of honor and her mother! I yanked the curtains closed and ran to the bathroom, telling my wife who was at the door. My wife answered the door while I went to the bathroom and ripped the curlers out of my hair and rinsed it, dried it with a towel, and then joined them in the living room. They never mentioned anything about me being in curlers. Their look said it all.

I was embarrassed. I'm sure my wife was, although she never said. I feared they'd go back to our old home town and tell everybody. I don't know if they did, but that'd be something that'd be hard to keep a secret. I know that since the divorce my wife has renewed her old acquaintances, and I'd assume that incident has gotten some play.

[Judy-Somthing]

Two years ago,
I was on my computer and my wife came into the room, and guess what she was holding?
My size 13 pumps I left in the bedroom. OMG
I told her I've dressed since 8 and hid it because I could see she didn't like it.
She said she wanted a man not a GAY GUY and she always thought something was wrong with me.
I told her I use to dress with friends and haven't dressed for over 18 years but now that the kids moved out I thought I would see If I still liked it.



When I was 17 I had long hair down to my shoulders which was great for a CDer.
Well one day I told a school friend that I like to CD, he said I like to see that.
So one night I got fully dressed he said "you look great lets go walk around"
We ended up sitting in a park at about 11:00 PM, I was loving it until a car pulled up and parked at one end of the park and 5 older guys got out and started walking towards us.
I thought "OH CRAP" got up and started walking towards the opposite exit of the park, my friend ran off. In heels I couldn't keep up with him.
Meanwhile the guys started fallowing me saying "hay honey hang with us and have a beer" I ran like the dickens and hopped a few fences in heels.
I reached home but when I looked through the door window I saw my farther watching TV so I ran to the garage when the guys finally caught up to me.
They asked why did I run, we only want to hang out. then one said "hey you're so and so's brother I ended up telling them I did it on a dare. boy was my heart pounding.

[StevieTV]

I didn't answer my work phone one afternoon. I was finished work and my boss was calling me on my work phone. Anyhow, I was at home and dressed in yoga pants and a pink sweater. Just relaxing. I had the door bell ring and forgot what I was wearing. It was someone from work my boss sent to see why I wasn't answering the work phone. I answered the door. Later, this guy that came over told everyone I was gay. I am, but still it was a major invasion of my personal life.

[Steph_CD_62]

I got caught twice.

First time I was probably around 4 or 5 and I had my mom's panties on and she walked into my room and saw me, but I don't remember how my mom reacted.

Second time was by my ex-wife. I had given up dressing when I got married but doing the laundry late one night and I discovered how good her nylon nightgown felt. I tried it on and enjoyed myself. My ex was pregnant at the time. I did this a couple times until one time my ex came looking for me and walked in on me in the bathroom. I had a lot a explaining to do and I spent that night on the couch. We worked things out and she came to accept me for who I am.

I told my current wife from the beginning so there would be no getting caught.

[MonicaPVD]

Im having a hard time posting this but here goes. A few months ago I went to a fancy restaurant with a female friend. The restaurant is a couple of towns over from where I live and I go there dressed occasionally. We were sitting at the bar enjoying ourselves when a man approached me from behind and said hello. I have been hit on before there and met aome great guys so it was no big deal. However, I almost passed out when I turned around and realized that it was a coworker of mine (from a different department but we interact regularly). He introduced himself and I responded quietly as my mind raced in panic mode. He kept talking for about two minutes and suddenly stopped. He said, hey, XX, really? with a puzzled look on his face. I replied, you must have me confused with someone else, and smiled. At that point my friend finally figured out what was happening and askrd me to leave. As we got up, my coworker stood there dumbfounded. I walked out and was terrified. Well, a few days later I bumped into him at work and he said, Hi. BTW you looked great the other night. And that was it. Haven't heard a peep about it since and we have interacted a couple of times at work. I guess time will tell.

[Shely]

I was fully DRESSED UP (100%) an in the back yard taking some pictures near our patio, when I realized the neighbor was on his deck which totally overlooks out patio. I was back yard a little farther so he couldn't seen me there because of our shrubbery. I quietly waited for him to go back in the house to make my break back indoors. In a couple of minutes he went back into his kitchen and I made a break for it. But just as I dashed toward my patio door he came right back out with a drink. My heels were clicking on the concrete, I had the tripod in one hand and my purse in the other, and I was right in the middle of our patio, in full view. He couldn't have missed me if he was blind. I guess it happens, here's what I was wearing that afternoon.299580

[Kas]

I won a trip to the US for a week. In that time my partner stumbled across some of my panties and thought I was cheating on her. It wasn’t until after I got back she confronted me about it so I just admitted everything. It took her a few days to get used to the idea, but is 100% accepting and supporting now.

[t-girlxsophie]

Hope this isnt too heavy for this thread can remove it if so

Way back in my closet days (prob 20 years ago) during my first marriage,my then wife was away visiting her folks so I decided for the first time to step out dressed,I had purchased a cheap fancy dress wig and had few items of my own,which i combined with some of the wifes things (handbag,overcoat) and applied makeup badly I waited till early morning,when I mistakenly or was it stupidly thought the streets would be empty went a walk,about 20 mins out from my home.

Everything went ok,there were a cpl ppl enough but far enough away not to notice me,Well deciding I had best get back I turned a corner only to be confronted by 3 guys worse for wear,well I was done for after some pushing and hauling,and a string of verbal insults.I was felled by being smacked over the head by one guy weilding a wine bottle.it smashed and he tried jabbing it into me,succeeding somewhat.thankfully this was enough for them and they ran off

Well I ran like ive never done before back home getting in and ripping the clothes off,I was shaking and light headed I knew I couldn't just clean up so got to the accident & emergency dept of local hospital for treatment,requiring 20 stitches in head and face wounds,and gash in my side.The Police were called and i managed to concoct a story about being attacked going to work.Well thankfully that story held for them,and more importantly (funny enough) my wife.It was a hard earned lesson,and I never did anything so downright idiotic and reckless again.Never ventured outside till got divorced a good ten years after the incident,Ironic that i now live round the corner from where it all took place and have been out dressed to get train into the city.....we live and learn i guess

Sophie

[Ressie]

^OK, now I'm afraid to ever go out dressed alone again!^

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First time I was probably around 4 or 5 and I had my mom's panties on and she walked into my room and saw me, but I don't remember how my mom reacted.

Same here, I was probably 7 or 8 though. The only time I was truly caught! When I was around 26, somehow my nephew detected I was underdressing with panties. Kids are so aware of details sometimes.

[Nikki A.]

As Herm Edwards (football coach) always says "Being out after midnight never leads to anything good". Male or female, being out and alone on the street is asking for trouble.
That said my first experience was at being caught was around 6 or 7 years old. We lived in a big house and rented out two rooms to women. I had the house to myself and tried on mom's clothing. The one tenant came home early and knocked on the door to check on me. The door separating us only had a chain on it so it did open a bit and I'm sure she saw me. Nothing was ever said to me but she stayed with us even when we moved twice. Since I never had my own room (long story) whenever she made trips back to Columbia (to visit her parents) she'd let me use her room. She was almost a big sister to me (tutored me in Spanish). I'm sure she knew but nothing was ever spoken.
At this point I don't use the word caught anymore. I dress for myself, if I am seen by someone who knows me and clocks me, so be it. I will not come out to certain people, but neither will I cower if exposed.

[CrossKimmy]

There’s been a few times I remember. One time my dad had gone out for a few or so I thought. I was fully nude with moms lace teddy laying on the bed! OMG! How do you explain your way out of that?

One time I was really busted was when my mom came home unexpectedly and I was head to toe dressed in her clothes when I saw her car in the driveway. I RAN so fast and got out of the clothes but didn’t put them back right in her closet. She asked if I was messing with it and I told her I was bored.

[Ceera]

Only have two incidents, really.

I had been cross dressing and going out in public for about a year and a half before I moved from Texas to Oregon, at the end of 2015. Started in my late 50's, shortly after the untimely and sudden demise of my wife, who I lost to heart failure. I had a female FB page for friends of my female side, and pretty much kept my female social life and friends separate from my male side. My daughter, who was 18 when I started and who still lives with me, was the only one who knew both sides. Christmas 2015 was totally closeted, celebrating in male mode with my sister and her family for the first time in many years, now that we lived in the same state again. A few months into 2016, my sister visited our new home. She noticed my manicured nails and newly pierced ears, but didn't quite put it together at that time. And she had to leave again before I could just tell her properly. Then, later that year, shortly before Thanksgiving, she stumbled across Ceera's FB page. She didn't tell me, but she outed me to her husband her four adult kids, and her kids spouses. The family thanksgiving celebration suddenly ended up being held at her oldest daughter's home. My daughter and I were there with them, and I was still trying to keep it toned down, with very plain manicured nails, and the smallest gold studs I owned in my ears. No one mentioned knowing. Then we got passed over for a Christmas invitation, (ostensibly, my sis and her kids were celebrating with their respective spouses families that year) and then a few months into 2017, the oldest daughter finally contacted Ceera via FB Messenger, out of the blue, and let me know what was going on. My sister had been rather distraught when she saw my FB page and pics there, and her husband had insisted on knowing why she was upset. When he saw pics of me out socially as a woman, he went ballistic, said he didn't want me setting foot in their house, and he only barely tolerated me being invited to the Thanksgiving meal of they moved it to their daughter's home. Well, all my nieces and my nephew had no problems with my cross dressing, and my sis was trying to be accepting. But that bigoted brother in law acted, and still does, as if I had suddenly become a flagrant and promiscuous gay prostitute! Mind you, everything on my FB page was totally G-rated! Me shopping at the mall. Me out on a boat at a lake in a bikini, with friends. Me dressed to go dancing at a nightclub. Me at the Austin TX pride festival, in a short floral-print skirt and a white peasant blouse. Me at various music venues, watching friends perform, or dancing. Nothing suggestive or lewd. No racy pictures, or lurid tales of my exploits. Well... it's his problem, not mine! I have since talked with my sister, and she wants to be accepting. But she can't oppose her husband. The thing is, he has several nasty medical problems, and he probably will only live 1 to 3 more years. We all know this. So... I'll just bide my time, and will have my sister back when he is gone.

A much more uplifting 'got caught' story took place in 2016, shortly after we moved. Once we were in Oregon, I resolved not to hide my comings and goings as Ceera. Virtually all my social time was female by then, and I even was going mall shopping and grocery shopping en-femme. I could pass pretty well, even when conversing with someone. I figured if any of my neighbors mentioned it, I would tell them what I was doing. I had recently bought a house in our new town in Oregon, and I had been talking, as a male, with the back fence neighbor lady about replacing the aging fence between our properties. She knew I had an adult daughter, who lived with me, but she had not met my daughter yet. Well, one afternoon I got dressed to go to the mall and shop. Just as I was about to head out, there was a knock at the door. I could see through the stained glass window in the door that it was the back fence neighbor lady. So I opened the door and welcomed her in, as if nothing was at all unusual. She wanted to talk about the back fence replacement and needed some measurements, but... she apparently I assumed she was speaking with my daughter! (I look much younger en-femme than as a male.) I wasn't going to say otherwise, just yet, so I grabbed a tape measure and went out the back door to get the measurements. Just as I left the room, my daughter walked in from another part of the house. The lady did a double take, then introduced herself to my daughter, and asked, "Ummmm. Is that your dad?" and pointed to me in the back yard. My daughter just had time to say, "Yeah, that is." before I came back in. Well... the neighbor proceeded to finish the conversation as if nothing unusual was afoot! We finished our business, and she said she would get back to me later with prices from the contractor.

When the neighbor was gone, I talked about the incident with my daughter, and she told me what had transpired while I was out of the room. A week later I heard the neighbor lady over the back fence, and I thanked her for reacting so well to unexpectedly seeing me as a woman. She said that when she got home, she looked up information on cross dressers and transgender people to better understand, and that she had quickly decided I was a fine neighbor so far, and that this changed nothing. We had a lovely chat for over an hour, in which I answered any questions she could think of, and I filled her in more. And that was it - no problems from getting caught at all!

[t-girlxsophie]

Reese,had a wee think the incident was actually 27 years ago,and I had never fully dressed like that so i looked bloody awful,an allround idiotic decision on my part,thankfully I've learned so much that i never get myself in any situation that could cause me problems,I'd hate to think telling about this event in my life would put off anyone from being out.

Sophie

[Tammy Lynn Tx]

I was caught by my Mom several times (most because I hadn't put her clothes back the way she had them), but she was pretty good with it. She told me when I had gotten older that she had always wanted another daughter. My oldest sister died when I was 10 and I had all her clothes to use afterward.

I was 21 and with my one day first wife at the time I first came out to her. We had been playing truth or dare with a couple of friends and I refused to answer the questions and took only dares. I ended up in a purple mini dress and white go go boots for the rest of the game. She asked me the next day why I seemed to feel so comfortable in her clothes. I told her the truth, my sister used to dress me up as her little sister. She said nothing more about it.
A month or so later I proposed and we went up to Sacramento to visit her parents. On the way up I came clean and told her I still dressed and she never said anything. That night she told her Mom and Dad and said she wasn't going to marry me. Her Dad stood up for me and told her that If I was man enough to tell her the truth and marry a woman that had two daughters, then she better have the brains to marry me. She came to bed and we talked the rest of the night. I told her she had until 630 am to make up her mind, because that was when I was headed back to the ship. She slid into the truck at 628. We were married for 4 years. She decided she need a real man and wanted a divorce. Funniest thing was her Dad continued trying to get me to take her back. Never happened.

I told all three wives about my dressing before we were married, the last and current Lady was 28 years ago and she is comfortable with it. I don't go out, don't want to go out and I give her as much or more male time than Tammy time.

MERRY CHRISTMAS my Friends

[Karmen]

@Shely, were you ever confronted by your neighbour about this incident or he pretends like it never happened? Does he act any different now when he is near you or not?

BTW, you look stunning in this dress.


About being caught. It happened to me once when I was buying female shoes in drab. I was trying them on and another customer walked on me just at the moment when I was wearing high heel sandals and making sure they fit well. I think she was more surprised and not knowing what to do than me. She just quickly walked away, but she looked back in my directions once or twice while walking away.

[IleneD]

A good and timely thread. The Wife knows and is begrudgingly accepting. Trying, learning but still grieving about my trans and CD life.
The other day as I was preparing for my support group meeting (where I go with her blessings), I caught her looking. She wore an expression that could only have been interpreted as "What has become of you?". And yes, it broke my heart a bit. I know now what she's experienced and tried to deal with for about the last 4 years. I'm sure there's many a day she regrets stumbling into the bedroom at the wrong moment and CATCHING me.

Yes, that's how I came out after hiding my predilection towards wearing women's articles and wanting to be a woman. I was in a pair of black and pink panties and heading out of the walk-in closet for my jeans on the bed. I had been under-dressing (again) for quite a while without being detected. I messed up that day and had a LOT of explaining to do.
At that point I gathered my courage and spilled my guts to my wife of 40 yrs; told her I'd always had "this issue" my entire life. I came out, but it was a forced "coming out". We're still living with the shock (so to speak), but have dealt with it as best as can be expected.

To aggravate matters, within a few months of my grand initial Coming Out, I blundered with some photographs of me en femme. I was dressing more after I was caught and went more "all in". My wife's sister (my sister-in-law), and both my daughter and granddaughter were visiting. The Wife was showing our family photos on the big screen TV like a slide show running in the background. She used the flash drive that contained a couple photos that slid through the deletion process.
My 4 yr old granddaughter was the first to see it and declared to the women in the room "Hey, that's Boppa in a dress!". Heads turned. Everyone saw. My daughter, my sister-in-law. Everyone except me because I was out of the room cleaning up after my work out. I learned of it from my every embarrassed and angry wife.
That particular mistake (one of many in my early and renewed dressing experience), was probably the one that turned The Wife against the entire enterprise (my CD and later transgender realization) for a long time. She's kind of gotten over it now, but that was bad way to get caught.

The infamous photo, and in my favorite dress too.
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[Robertacd]

I have never actually been caught dressed but had lots of close calls like I remember a time with I was in my 20's sharing a house with a couple other guys. I was fully in the closet but felt safe dressing in my room. We all respected each others privacy in that aspect. I think it was after work one day, I am not sure where everyone else was but they were not supposed to be home so I was in my room happily dressed watching TV and there was a knock on the door... From my room I could peer out and see the front door, as I lifted the blanket I had over the blinds to look out the window the blanket decides to start coming down, so I hit the deck imagining the whole blinds are coming down. I am laying on the floor in my bra and panties and look to see, luckily the blinds were intact but she heard the ruckus and started knocking again. I turned off the lights and changed back to boy mode as quietly as I could and waited what seemed to be an eternity, she finally stopped knocking and left.

[cdinmd206]

About 17 years ago the now ex-wife and daughter were gone for the weekend, so I decided to fully dress and perv on the internet. As I was watching a movie I heard someone clear their throat behind me and there stood my wife's best friend. The wife knew I liked to wear stockings, garters and heels and also to occasionally fully dress, but her best friend had no idea. All sots of things went through my mind but all I could do was sit there. Finally I said I will go change and she smiled and said not to change on her account. She said she knew I was home and when I did not answer the door she thought she had better come in and check to make sure I was ok Long story short I found out she liked seeing guys dressed. She said she tried to get her husband to do it but he would not. For my 50th birthday she bought me a new dress and her and her husband and my now ex wife took me out for dinner and dancing.
Oh I did make sure the doors were locked the next time I dressed and perved on the internet!!!!!

[stephNE]

I have been caught many times, so I’ll give you a good story and a bad story.

I started crossdressing very young. At age 5 my parents would laugh and tell me “boys don’t wear that”. But soon it changed to fussing at me and then beating me for trying on girls things. When I was 14, my mom and brother went out of town, to my grandmothers I think. My dad said he had to go to work and that I was to stay in the house all day, and when he got home around 6 we would go get dinner. So as soon as he left I put on my moms things: bra, pantyhose, dress, shoes, makeup! Along about noon I was getting hungry so I went to the kitchen to make something for lunch, and then I heard the front door open. I looked around the corner and saw my dad coming in. Before I knew it he had pulled out his belt and was swinging it at me (holding the leather end so the buckle was hitting me). He chased me around the dining table and eventually I got up to the bedrooms and took the clothes off. I ended up with bruises on my back, arms, and sides of my head from that one.

OK, enough of that, here’s a good story:
A few years ago (I’m almost 60) I started feeling like I’m tired of sneaking out of the house. So now I get up one or two days every week, get dressed and go out to do my errands, shopping and lunch out. By the time I’m ready it is usually about 9am, and most of my neighbors have already left for work, and the children have gone to school. And when I’m done and return home, it is usually mid afternoon, like about 3pm, so the neighbor are still at work. But one day I returned home and sat down at my computer to see if I had any emails. As soon as I turned it on, a facebook message popped in from the lady across the street. She asked “Who did I just see driving your truck with lots of hair?” CAUGHT! Obviously she knew, so I told her it was me, and that I did this a few days a week. She had left something at home and had come back to pick it up. We traded a few messages, she seemed interested and even said she wished she had been able to see me better, so I sent her a couple photos of me dressed.

[Asew]

So when I went to college, I purged my femme closet (since I couldn't trust it at home unattended or in my dorm room with a roommate). But in early November I got the urge to dress, so I went to the halloween store and got a wig on clearance and a bra and balloons. I would occasionally dress and keep these couple things well hidden in the back of my closet (didn't get more since I didn't want them taking up much space to make it easier to hide). In the spring my roommate and his friends were planning a big weekend trip. A few hours later I was dressed wearing the bra, balloons, wig and a long male sweater I was wearing like a dress. Well I hear a key in the door and I tried to hide but boy was he able to open that door quick. He saw it all, turns around saying something about how he and his friends shouldn't bother me and will go hang out in one of their dorm rooms instead (so at least only he saw me and not several people from the floor). Apparently his friend's car was having issues so they were going to postpone their weekend. Never learned if other people knew or not. After that, our relationship was totally awkward and this event was never mentioned. Was totally surprised when he FaceBook friend requested me a few years ago which I accepted but we never messaged or anything.

[Hell on Heels]

Hell-o Elizabeth,
Reaching into the “Waayyyy Back” file here. I was about 7 or 8 years old at the time.
I was in our one, and only, bathroom trying on a pair of my mother’s nylons when my slightly bigger/stronger older brother came knocking. Naturally I was in no hurry to leave my little sanctuary, and he continued to insist that I do.
Well, the knocking quickly turned into him turning that doorknob, and forcibly pushing the door open. I fought back, trying with all my might to hold that door closed, but my nylon clad feet upon that linoleum floor were quickly losing the fight.
He had won.
His victory had gotten him a complete view of me, collapsed on the floor, tired from the battle, feeling weak and embarrassed, defeated.
He then ran to the living room yelling for all to hear, “He’s in the bathroom wearing nylons!”. I was still in the bathroom when I heard mom reply to him “maybe he just wants to feel what it’s like to be a girl?”
BAM! Take that Bro! Mom doesn’t care!
To this day, I’ve never heard a word about it.
Much Love,
Kristyn

[Rogina B]

Hell-o Elizabeth, I was still in the bathroom when heard mom reply to him “maybe he just wants to feel what it’s like to be a girl?”
BAM! Take that Bro! Mom doesn’t care!
To this day, I’ve never heard a word about it.
Much Love,
Kristyn
As someone that grew up with an encouraging Mom, I like this story !

[alwayshave]

Kristyn, I love your story.

[aprilgirl]

Having two older sisters growing up, I dressed up whenever the opportunity to have the house to myself presented itself. Over time, I got bored and wanted to raise the bar, so I adopted the practice of walking back and forth in front of our home. I suppose I was looking for validation that “she” existed, with the intent of being seen by passing motorists and hope they assumed I was a girl. It was both exciting and liberating, feeling the warm sunshine on my face, breeze through my hair and the click of heels off the front walk. Our neighborhood was underdeveloped at the time, with a cornfield across the street, and I pretty much recognized all the cars along our street. What possibly could’ve gone wrong?

Nothing, until my junior year of high school, on a fall afternoon after school. While retrieving something from my car, I looked up only to see our neighbors station wagon slowly pull up their driveway. If I live to be a thousand, I’ll never forget the astonished, jaw -dropping expressions on the faces of the lady and her young son. I did an abrupt 180 degree turn, and took the longest walk of my life towards our garage to get out of view. I was absolutely mortified, and can remember thinking ‘never again” and wanting to dig a hole in the ground, crawl in, curl up in a ball, and die.

I spent the next few days on pins and needles, jumping out of my skin anytime the phone rang, wondering if the woman next door was calling. If my mom had been informed, then she never let on she knew. Nothing really changed with the neighbors, as during the subsequent Christmas vacation I worked the warehouse of their business, just as I had the previous summer. However, someone said something. The following summer I was at the neighborhood pool when I spotted the girl who lived behind us talking to a friend. It was fairly obvious they were talking about me, but the only thing I heard said was “ ..dressed up like a girl”. Oh well…

[jacques]

hello All,
I often dress at home on an evening.
A friend (very macho, homophobic, intolerant, "men should be men") called to tell me that a friend had passed away; I was wearing pale blue velvet trousers and grey slippers that had sequin hearts on them. My wife let him in and I froze.
For month's after that I did not dress and jumped whenever the door bell rang.
luv J

[Jolene Robertson]

OK, The only time I was ever caught was like 40 years ago. My first wife was going out to do some things with a friend, which always took most of the evening. So when she left I went in to the closet and put on one of her Jumpsuits and some lipstick and was just sitting on the couch listening to some jams when she walked in. There was no warning (the music was to loud to have heard her) she forgot something and came back home to pick it up. She just looked at me and smiled, never said a word then or ever. But I know what she saw, kind of wish she had said something but it was never brought up. We remained married for another 17 years but I never came out either so I don't know how it was received.

[dana digs sweaters]

299752

Is it Not every 12 year old boy's dream to be caught wearing a stuffed bra, skirt, pantyhose and heels?

299753

Need I mention the mascara, eye shadow and lipstick?

299754

An interesting conversation for 3 hours

and then there is this

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[Ronnie38]

This one actually happened today. Its my one day off so i was enjoying my morning coffee in my cute pjs that my wife gave me on my bday, cute pink slipper socks, also from the mrs, padding, bra, forms, all of the sudden theres a knock at the front door. I stood up to go in the other room while my wife went towards the door but it suddenly opened. It was my mom and stepdad. They haf stopped by to get their mail and forgot to call. I don,t think ive ever ran out of a room that fast in my life. My mom knows but it is not something ive done around her. I changed quickly and got them their mail and hung out for a bit. Not a word was said except for, "sorry, should have called first."

[JaclynL61]

I did get locked out of a motel one time. The door latch wasn't functioning. I had to wait about an hour while the clerk was able to disassemble the latch.

[BeccaB]

I lived with my girlfriend and her female roommate back in college. I was looking for work while my they both had jobs. One day I wake up a bit later than normal and I go into the living room and realize that both my girlfriend and her roommate are at work. I can dress! So I go back into the bedroom and put on a blouse and skirt. I make my way out into the living room and sit down with my back turned behind the hallway to the bedrooms. Suddenly, my girlfriend's roommate comes out of her room and into the living room. She must have taken the day off! I immediately get up and crouch down behind the chair. I can tell she's still a bit groggy from just waking up. I don't say a word and she looks at me. I'm unable to tell if she see's me in a skirt. She can tell that I'm busy (maybe she thinks I'm naked?) "Oh, Sorry" She says and goes back into her room. I immediately go back into my room and change back. I was scared to come out of that bedroom all day. My mind was racing: Did she see anything? Did she see the skirt? Even if she didn't see the skirt she certainly saw me wearing a blue blouse! So I think: I'll put on a blue button shirt and later when she sees me, maybe she'll just think that it was THIS shirt I was wearing. Finally when my girlfriend got home, I had to leave the bedroom and face the roommate. She didn't mention anything but she did ask if that was the shirt I was wearing that morning. "Yes, yes it is" I replied.

To this day I don't know what she knew or if she told anyone.

[Christie ann]

Being caught by parents in the 60’s was not a pretty thing, perhaps why so many of us hide this part of who we are.

[Robbiegirl]

BeccaB - That was quick thinking ! How funny that she asked you about the Blouse, BTW were yu in your girlfriends clothes or your own ? Just wondering if it was an outfit the roommate had seen once before ?

I Got caught only once but it was with another boy just fooling around so doesn't really count - I grew up with sisters and when I was about that boys age my best friend and I dared each other to put on some of my sisters Ballet tutus. we were home alone and my sisters had a whole closet full of their tutus from shows. well before we knew it we had dared each other into full pink tutus, tights and ballet slippers and head bands we were laughing so hard and dancing around that we never heard our Black cleaning lady in the house. we were in my sisters bedroom with the door open and untll we heard her laughing didn't know she was there. We literally had to run by her to get back to my room where are boy clothes were. When she left she made sure to say something to us while she laughed like " Bye Girls" ! My mother never said anything so at least she didn't tell

[Stephanie47]

Being caught by parents in the 60’s was not a pretty thing, perhaps why so many of us hide this part of who we are.

Amen to that. My parents were not tolerant of anyone who broke societal norms and expectations. They were homophobic. They dislike "those hippies" who had long hair. They thought normal male masturbation was a road to hell. A son to be caught wearing his mother's clothing surely was a death sentence.

I'm sure my parents knew or at least suspected either my brother or myself raided her lingerie draw. Who broke the strap of her one and only black bra? The closest I ever came to being caught was way too close. I usually raided the laundry bag which was kept in the closet in a bedroom shared by my brother and me. I had donned a sun dress while my parents were out in front of our apartment building. I could monitor them from the sixth floor window. I had the security chain in place at the apartment door. Somehow I missed judged the time or perhaps it was a set up. All of a sudden the key was at the door. The security chain held against violent pushing. I tore of the dress and stuffed it back into the laundry bad, donned my boy clothes, and, casually unlocked the door. What was I doing? Duh, going to the bathroom. No reasonable explanation for using the security chain. I escaped detection once again.

I often wonder what would have happened if I had been caught. My father passed away from cancer later in the year. My mother never gave any hint she knew or suspected her son wore her clothes.

[Kelli_cd]

... My parents were not tolerant of anyone who broke societal norms and expectations. They were homophobic. They dislike "those hippies" who had long hair. ...
This sounds just like my folks.

[BeccaB]

It was my girlfriend's clothes and she might've seen the outfit before:)

[MonicaPVD]

I often wonder what would have happened if I had been caught. My father passed away from cancer later in the year. My mother never gave any hint she knew or suspected her son wore her clothes.

So, you weren't caught. This thread is literally about getting caught. No?

[Lacey New]

Being caught by parents in the 60’s was not a pretty thing, perhaps why so many of us hide this part of who we are.

All I can say is, yep, amen to that.

[wendy]

My first time being caught was by my mom. It was Saturday morning, and my mom stepped out briefly. My mom was going to come back as she was to drive my friend and I to the mall. I thought I'll briefly dress up in her pink long sleeve dress. Well, my mom came home early, so I quickly put my pjs on (luckily they had long sleeves too). I went out to say hi to my mom, and for some reason I raised my arm and low and behold, she saw her pink dress on me (the long sleeve). She immediately told me that she wanted her dress back and to give it back. I was so embarrassed. I ran into my room, took it off, and gave it back. I thought she would tell my dad but she never did.

This may not be CDing related, but I'm also a zentai fan. My wife was taking an evening course so I thought I had a good chunk of time to sit back and relax. I borrowed her pantie and then put on a zentai. All of a sudden I heard the front door unlock and I bolted downstairs. She saw me and something black (my zentai). I quickly undressed downstairs and came back up but she kept asking why I ran and what was the black outfit that I was wearing. I admitted to her that it was my zentai suit but at that time I didn't tell her about me wearing her underwear.

[Eemz]

OMG yes. Our house was old and small and had no locks on internal doors so zero privacy. I thought everyone was out and was up in my parents bedroom when I heard my Mom coming up the stairs calling my name "are you up here? what are you doing?". I did my best to keep the door closed but she was a fully grown woman and I had no chance. Well. It was like a scene out of the Bible where the women wail at the sky and tear their hair, why has God forsaken me, I've lived a good life, what have I done to deserve to be cursed like this? It was like I wasn't even there any more - totally about her and why is God punishing her like this? Drama Llama + religion is a powerful explosive, it seems.

It didn't stop me though. Just made me more careful :) She caught me maybe twice more and that was it.

In retrospect though, my sister now says perhaps she just decided to stop going upstairs unexpectedly...

[RebeccaV]

I decided to be a little "risky" and dress in the office I had an internship in. Went full office style decent length pencil skirt tights a good blouse and ankle boots. Was 9:30pm on a Saturday so I stayed near my office and walked around occasionally. Went down to the boardroom to get a plate for a snack and the janitor walked in behind me. Didn't notice until I moved like a gazelle. I was bright red and he just asked if there was a party going on. I shook my head and tried not to make eye contact. He left a few min later.
My heart was pounding. Left about 15 min later still dressed cause my clothes were in my car. as I left a pair of cars cut through the lot and saw me as my skirt nearly rode all the way up.

[Cynthia_0101]

My Mother always thought someone was into her Makeup, and I was.

And my wife has known about my dressing almost since day one so there was no being found out, but she did one time burst into the bedroom while I was putting on my thigh highs, she gave me a long look up and down with a quircky smile and slowly backed out of the room.

Cynthia

[lingerieLiz]

Since my mother and wife know I CD I guess there is only those that are not related. Neighbors know. I think just about everywhere I've lived. 1st lady that rented me a room asked me to leave. The next one was into teaching me to be her daughter and her husband played dad. Once I had gone out with a friend for a 50s theme contest dressed it was hard not to find me in a dress. I can understand the embarrassment of being caught. I worked with a girl that was aware of my passion. She let me know she would have no problem with it. I had a girlfriend who also knew. I have been in situations that were interesting. I once won a grand prize at an event. I debated going up and getting it, but it was worth a thousand dollars so I went up front to accept. Luckily I kept my jacket on and as I faced the young lady handing me the prize I was sideways to the audience. While she could see my bra and projection the audience probably couldn't and they were interested in getting out of there. I took a class at junior college years ago. I had a medical device with a probe on my back. I also was wearing a bra and camisole under a woman's shirt. The wire to the probe came loose. As I was trying to place it back one of the girls at the table said let me do it. She slid her hand down my back to where the sensor was just above my bra band. I'm sure she felt the band. She reconnected and as she was pulling her hand out she glides her hand along the lingerie straps. She says, you have a lot of straps don't you. She went out with me a week later.

[sometimes_miss]

Wife came home very late from work one night, she went straight to sleep. I had inadvertently left a full slip hanging in the bedroom in full view, but in the dark at night, she didn't notice it. But the next morning? she spotted it.

She came to the kitchen where i was cooking breakfast, and confronted me with it; I only had seconds to decide whether to tell the truth or make up a lie. In my mind, I had gone over it over and over, with the ultimate result being acceptance, no matter what I had to do for her. The pink fog had me covered completely, and I didn't even notice it. At that point, I had no idea that people fall in love with an image of a person, created out of every thing that they know of them. And it's that image that they are in love with. Destroy that image, replace the idea of a masculine male, with one of a sissy, and your relationship can be all but over. I'd heard stories, of women 30 or 40 years into a marriage, having been happy all that time; but decades later, they find out that their husband had cheated on her ONCE 40 years ago, and they feel deeply hurt, that they don't even know him. The love is gone, and divorce beckons.
So I told the truth; and destroyed my wife's image of the masculine man that she had always thought she knew, and replace that image with one of a sissy. That was the beginning of the end; we went through therapy, but she admitted to the therapist that had she known about my crossdressing before we got married, she never would have done it. And in a few years later, we were divorced. Had I lied, and made up some story about a one night fling, we would probably still be married to this day. many millions of women tolerate infidelity in their husbands. Far fewer tolerate a feminine man. Turns out honesty isn't necessarily the best policy.

The truth shall set you free. But it will cost you dearly, first.

[dominique]

1. Caught by next door neighbour. One day was sitting outside fully dressed, during a storm our fence blew down and no barrier. So she came in her back gate and I bolted inside, then thought she must've seen me. So quick thinking I just fessed up and started to talk about it. During this conversation she told me she'd seen me many a time hanging clothes in my back garden. Also seen me dressed when I went outside. It came as a surprise if nothing else but didn't effect our relationship as next door neighbours.

2. Caught by my youngest daughter. Was sitting dressed minding my own business heard the door open and she shouts hello all the time. So slammed the living room door shut, voice from other side What!! she cam in another door and seen me dressed but she didn't bat any eye as she has a friend who crossdresses at university.

[Sherri_Christopher]

Leave it to me to be caught dressing the first time I tried it! I was four years old. My sister's crinoline petticoat was hung in a downstairs closet just off the kitchen. I was attracted to it and very much wanted to put it on. One day, I went into the closet and closed the door behind me and slipped it on and it felt heavenly. My sister must have seen me go into the closet and she tried opening the door and I grabbed the doorknob before she could and she tugged at the door a few times and I held on tight for as long as I could, but she finally forced the door open and caught me wearing her petticoat! I was horrified and she made a big deal in shaming me. It was awful! It didn't stop me from dressing though and I'm not ashamed anymore for being a life-long crossdresser and I've been doing it for nearly 60 years! Right now, I'm wearing a red Van Raatle Opaquelon slip that Stephanie47 gave me the heads-up on eBay and I feel the saw way I did when I put on my sister's petticoat, but nowadays I don't have to worry about being caught! :)

[Shoelaces]

1. Caught by next door neighbour. One day was sitting outside fully dressed, during a storm our fence blew down and no barrier. So she came in her back gate and I bolted inside, then thought she must've seen me. So quick thinking I just fessed up and started to talk about it. During this conversation she told me she'd seen me many a time hanging clothes in my back garden. Also seen me dressed when I went outside. It came as a surprise if nothing else but didn't effect our relationship as next door neighbours.

2. Caught by my youngest daughter. Was sitting dressed minding my own business heard the door open and she shouts hello all the time. So slammed the living room door shut, voice from other side What!! she cam in another door and seen me dressed but she didn't bat any eye as she has a friend who crossdresses at university.

Many of us think we're deep in the closet and not a soul knows, would be shocked to discover many times people do know. Neighbors most often but also family and friends.

[Shybrenda]

My thought is most of us have been caught and don’t even know it. Remember every time you go outside in today’s world there are security cameras on a lot of our neighbors houses the most recent are the ring door bells they see a lot. Just a thought.

[Eemz]

Oh we're all definitely on cctv everywhere these days, but ironically it's the sheer volume of data that's your main protection (for everything, not just CD). Nobody has time to review all that footage. If you've been out for 6 hours you don't spend 6 hours when you get home reviewing your security footage. You're never going to look at it unless you were burgled or something and the poor CD has the misfortune to walk by at just that moment. And for public security cameras - unless you happen to be standing in the background when there's a bank robbery *and* the footage gets reviewed by a cop who knows you *and* they recognise you, and, and. So yes toll booths, ATMs, they're all recording. But the odds are low that anybody will ever look at it. That's my take on the situation anyway.

[beckypanties]

Human eyeballs might not see the video footage, but the all-seeing eye of Big Government and/or Big Business will be tracking and classifying us. Don't go out without your tinfoil hat ;)

[Shoelaces]

I wasn't even referring to CCTV. Once I turned on the light at home and the window shade was open to a busy street. Or when you go to the backyard think I the fence will protect you. Or thinking nobody noticed your bra or panties.

[CynthiaD]

One night when I was in seventh grade I raided my mothers laundry basket and got a full slip, bra and panties. (I'd been doing this sort of thing for as long as I can remember.) I slept in them that night, and thought I was safe, because my mother just knocked on the door in the morning and yelled at me to get up and then went downstairs to fix breakfast. But, as luck would have it, my father decided to get me up that day. He opened the door and just stood there waiting for me to hop out of bed. I hid under the covers and waited for him to leave, which he eventually did. I'm pretty sure he saw the straps, but he didn't say anything. By then I was running late, and just kicked everything off and pulled the bed covers up over everything. Later that day, after school, my mother decided to help me clean my room, something she almost never did. The slip had slid down to the end of the bed and was bunched up. My mother was making the bed and kept commenting on the big bunch of cloth. She pulled the end of the sheet out and out came the slip. And she started yelling "What are you doing with my slip?" I made up some inane excuse and I thought she bought it. She never found the bra and panties.

I thought I'd gotten away with it, but thinking back to some of the conversations with my parents, I now believe that they knew all along and were just too embarrassed to say anything about it.

[Rebecca Lynn 33]

I was caught by my wife almost 5 years ago. I am in a strict dadt relationship now. I had to do a run to maine for work. I got turned around and back to a motel for my 10 hour reset.
I called her to tell her where i was. I knew something was wrong. When i asked she said she was sick. When i got home she was sleeping. The next morning I woke up to, the neighbor has the kids we need to talk.
Im completely confused at this point. This is so far from her normal self. She says to me do you have anything to tell me. I said no what is wrong. She said that she knows about my bag in the shed. Apparently the neighborhood kids were playing hide and seek with my oldest. One of them knocked my bag out of the shed loft. She went to close the shed and saw a bag she didnt recognise. When she opened it she found my heels, my wig, and my clothes.

[andreah]

I was caught by my next door neighbor that lives on the same floor as I do . I was getting my mail on a Saturday and was wearing my usual garb ,miniskirt ,stay up stockings ,panties and heels , she went out for a short while and I decided to get my mail as I always do on a saturday , didn't hear her come back and when she opened the door to our floor she saw me , she said "wow that's hot and nice legs ", guess she was okay with it seeing me dressed like that , she did catch me a few more times and always compliment me , one day she said that she might have to borrow my heels when she goes out , I told her sure any time you want, I also been caught by other females in our apartment , and it seems they're all okay with it.

[BostonBrenda]

Ive never been caught but my Mother found a pair of my yellow bikini panties once and returned them to me, I nearly had a heart attack

[Cheryl T]

I wasn't dressed when I was caught.

I had been dressed a few weeks prior and taken some pictures that I really loved. I was wearing my favorite Chocolate brown cowl neck dress, coffee pantyhose, brown 4" heels and my makeup and hair were perfect.
So of course I kept them and one in particular I cut down and put in my wallet. I suppose subconsciously I wanted to be caught but that's another topic for another day.
Anyway, I had totally forgotten about the one in my wallet and when I came home from work my wife looked angry. I asked what was wrong and of course was told "Nothing". Uh oh... Well, this went on for 3 days before I finally got her to talk.
"Who is she?" she says to me. "Who is who?" I reply. We keep this up for about 10 minutes till she says "the woman in the picture". Now it goes to "What picture?". Back and forth again with the "you know what picture". I'm still totally out of it till she says, "the one in your wallet". She needed a few dollars for shopping and as always took it from my wallet (we did this all the time).
So, now the light goes on, the heart sinks and the jig is up so I just look at her and say, "that's me". "NO WAY, Who is SHE?". Now this becomes the back and forth.
Fast forward 15 minutes and I say wait here. I go to my car where I kept my things and retrieve them. Now I open the box in front of her and say, "let's see, I was wearing this dress, these heels and stockings, this is my wig".
She's stunned never the less having thought I was cheating. So now, which is worse, was I cheating or crossdressing?
Well, after much talk, tears and time, she is fully supportive and helpful. We go out all the time together, have taken vacations as girlfriends and such.

I was one of the lucky ones.

[LadyStig]

When I got caught, it was just the worst day ever. I had to go to Vegas for work. My girlfriend was going to meet me there for the weekend but I had the rest of the week alone. I figured that gave me lots of time to dress and I was planning on spending every night dressed in my room as I was very much in the closet. So I left a key for her at the front desk and went to my room. First few nights were great. Got dressed up, ordered room service and had a good night. Then Wednesday night, I decided I was going to go out dressed for the first time. So I put on my heels and left. No way I was passable but it felt good. I walked down the back streets to the adult store a block from my hotel. I went in and got a few strange looks but nothing like I expected. I selected a few items, paid for them and left. Made it back to the hotel and everything was fine. But by this time I was exhausted from the stress so I got changed and went to bed. The next day all I could think about at the conference was getting dressed up and trying out my new things. Got back to the hotel and dressed right up. I went just “sexy”. Wore my forms, thigh high nylons and some lingerie. Broke out my purchase and after a few drinks started having fun. I was totally into it and just having a great time bouncing when I looked up and my girlfriend and her best friend were standing there watching me. She had gotten there a day early. Talk about a show stopper. I just looked at her, she just turned around and left. She never talked to me again. Not my finest hour.

[Brianna in Hose]

When I was little I was caught with my moms pantyhose many times. When I was in junior high, my parents left me and my older brother home by ourselves on the farm. Brother would always make me stay inside and do the list of house chores mom had left. He came into the house on day for lunch and I was in full dress. He didn’t know what to say and went back outside. I stayed dressed as long as I could until dad came home. I was also caught by my parents. Dad didn’t care, would say just don’t let your mother catch you. Mom caught me many times. Worst was when I was a senior in high school. Mom is such a heavy sleeper that I snuck into her room while she was asleep and raided her closet. As I was putting one of the dresses back she woke up and I was standing there in bra and pantyhose. She made me bring my whole stash down which included Polaroid pictures. Needless to say she through my stuff away but I got it all back later that afternoon while she was at work.

I would say the scariest was when I got stupid and decided that I needed to dress while my wife was home. She was in the living room with our infant daughter asleep on her and I was doing laundry in the back of the house. I walked out to asked her a question with a t-shirt on top with pantyhose, bra and a slip on. I used the love seat to hide my lower half. She needed something. And I had to walk around the loveseat. If it wasn’t for my daughter the ultimate fight would have insued. I went and changed then got the cold shoulder for the next month.

[Molly Wells]

I have only gotten caught once. I was about 19 and shared a beach house with a roommate. He had gone out partying and I stayed home because I wanted to spend some time alone and get dressed. I never went out in public dressed back then. I didn't have a wig or anything then but longish "surfer" style hair. I got dressed in my favorite outfit and was lounging around the house. I had a few drinks, listening to music. I was in my room laying on my bed and fell asleep. I never heard him come in that night. The next morning we were suppose to go somewhere and I had not woken up yet so he came into my room to wake me and discovered me lying on the bed dressed, still sleeping. He shook me awake, chuckled, said "wow, you look nice." After I got up and changed I made up a story about bringing a girl home and she dared me to wear the clothes. I know he didn't really believe me but nothing more was ever said about it.
Molly

[Cheshire girl]

My neighbour saw me driving out of my drive. I was fully dressed. I’m not sure whether he recognised me. I have occasionally seen people I know when out shopping in a nearby town but no one has ever said they recognised me. I guess car number plates are a give away!

[Tracii G]

Back in my early dressing I was out shopping and ran into my youngest daughter and her husband.
I was at the other end of the shoe aisle so I sat down facing the other way and tried the shoes I had in the box on.
They walked past me with no incident so I got up to vacate the area and my son in law was in another aisle and I was walking right towards him only 6 feet away.
I looked at him but he only glanced and I didn't register in his mind I guess and stopped to look at shoes in that aisle.
Nothing was ever said to me by either one and its been 11 years now.
Yes they would have said something if they had recognized me.

[SDress22]

Don’t know if I’d ever say I was truly caught - I have walked around the streets of Manhattan dressed, and have gotten a couple of second looks that I’m sure were because they knew I was a guy in a dress.

The closest I came to being caught (to my knowledge) was with an ex girlfriend years ago. We had a fun sexual relationship and were pretty experimental. She’d put makeup on me, i’d put clothes on her, she’d put clothes on me. (If anybody knew I had a desire to cross dress it would probably be her.) Anyway, one night I was having sex with her while she had one of those Santa skirts on. She took it off and I grabbed it and I put it on. We finished having sex and for some reason I left the bedroom wearing the skirt. This was at my parents house by the way. I didn’t think anybody was home but I was wrong, my brother was downstairs eating some late night munchies. All he said was “uhhhh” when he saw me and I ran back to the room. I said we were drunk and I thought I grabbed my boxers in the dark. I think he was drunk too. We never spoke of it again.

[Robinkay]

The first time I was caught I was 17 still living at home.
It was a Saturday night, I had just gotten off work and plans to take my girl friend out for dinner.
I had put on my pantyhose and bra and just then my girl friend walked into my room….
Not even a knock , OMG she said take them off take them off :Angry3:which I did after I calmed her down.
We went to dinner and nothing was ever said about my Pantyhose:battingeyelashes:

[Lexigurl]

I was never dressed when caught, but still felt plenty embarrassed. When I was four years old, I moved most of my mother's clothes from her bedroom closet to mine. I know I tried on a few things, but I don't remember her catching me doing so. When asked why I did it, I lied and said it was because I wanted her to wake me up in the morning when she got dressed. I still remember it - my first lie to cover-up my dressing. I was caught years later and confronted as a teen when a pair of panties I'd stolen from a family member accidentally went through the wash due to my own carelessness. I denied that, too. And then there was the time as a teen I had created a list of femme items to put together for an all day dressing session. My mother found it and confronted me. I didn't have a good lie for that one other than it was a just a list and meant nothing.

[Danielle_cder]

Well I guess I’ll jump in

Been caught many times.

First time I was in middle school. Our car pool dropped me off at 3.30 my mom wasn’t due home usually until 5.30-6 so... had about 2 hours dress up time. So garter hose slip, bra, panties, skirt and blouse I was dressed! At 4.15 click the front door was opened holy sh** my mom is home the way our house was layed out there was no escape so literally I was trapped. I could hear every one of her steps coming towards me and I just froze she came around the corner and stopped stared at me, I said something like this is for school she didn’t buy it. She never got mad but her face said it all. My mother is super liberal so she came around but was very direct about her things were hers. So she bought me my own :)

When I went to college...

My Roomate caught me straight up we lived in Florida it was hot a lot. I was sitting in my room with my bra n forms on door closed heard him come home was like need to take this stuff off so I did and went to the living room. I was an idiot. It was hot so I didn’t have my shirt on.... omg duh bra strap marks.... he was just siting there staring at me I didn’t even realize. He was like were you wearing a bra? My heart dropped, I just said yep. Never another word.

Last and pretty darn recently

My mother in law... omg

She never directly saw me but found my heels and questioned my wife... who didn’t admit but alluded. As far as I’m concerned, she knows

[Danelle Tino]

Wish you were my neighbor..
You look fantastic...

[BobbiKay]

In the last year or so I have begun to wear nail polish sometimes. Usually it's clear or light translucent pink on my fingers, brighter colors on my toes. I had blue toenails for a couple of weeks and my wife hadn't noticed. One morning I went to her bathroom door to ask her a question. She asked me something along the line of "OMG, what's happened to your toes?" concerned that I had injured them. I confessed that they weren't hurt, that I had lacquered them, and that I have been a lifelong crossdresser. So that's how I outed myself to her.

She told me that she suspected, based on some Polaroids she'd found when helping me clean out my house 20 years or more ago, I don't remember whether that was before or after we married. She hadn't said anything at the time.

We are still married.

[Sallee]

I have been caught a few times Many years ago my folks caught me and off to the psychologist I went but was way to closet to talk to anyone. At that time early 60's I don't know what would have been said.
Another time I was coming home from an outing pulled in to my parking spot checked around and the coast was clear as I exited the car my neighbor stood up and said hello. I think she was more embarrassed than I was
The next time I was leaving my home and another neighbor passed in the other direction and waved, I waved back. The next day he was over visiting and he mentioned he saw a woman who looked like my sister, he knows I don't have one, driving my car. I just played dumb. Thinking about it now I should come out to him since his daughter is now his son and he is very accepting and welcoming.
Nothing has ever come of getting caught except embarrassment on my part again proving that most folks just don't care.
I can't count the times I have been read in public

[BLUE ORCHID]

Hi Elizabeth :hugs:, So far as I know I have never been caught, I told my wife 55years ago.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Orchid ..O:daydreaming:O.

[Catherine_B]

Years ago I had my mum staying over to babysit. I told her we will be late back so don't wait up for us.

We crept in at 2am, my mum looked me up and down and said "your Dad never did that"

It was never ever mentioned again!

[Jayne44C]

Caught more than a handful of times. Most vivid is when I was doing laundry, in a apartment building I used to live in.

The laundry room was open 24/7. It was least busy late in the night and very early in the morning. I had been dressed all day and decided to do my laundry just after midnight.

The laundry room was close to my apartment, so that coupled with the late start led me to believe I was going to be unseen.

My last load was going into the dryer and a neighbor came into the room. She was a nice woman, a single mother, who I spoke to casually quite often.

I was able to hide behind a door. I thought I was in the clear but, I was wrong. After she started her things, she left. I waited to leave so I could be sure I was okay leave undetected.

No sooner than I had gotten my key in the door she came back. I quickly ducted into my apartment. I peered through the peephole of my door and saw her walk by.

She never directly said anything about seeing me. I would get an occasional lengthy smile or wink afterwards. I was surprised that she never outed me. No one else there ever said anything to me the rest of my time there.

[CDSamantha]

It finally happened. I was visiting my mom. She went to bed and I dressed for bed as well. I thought everything was going to be quiet, but she walked in on me in the morning. She commented about how I was still dressing (I guess she knew about it while I was growing up). I thought I might as well own it and said yes. Then she surprised me when she said fine and to come downstairs for breakfast. We had a nice chat about a lot of things including dressing. I stayed dressed for the rest of the visit.

[Tania75]

I was never actually caught, but I used to share a house with two ladies (oh, the wardrobe), and I used to get home from work around 2:30pm and the ladies around 6:00pm. Naturally this gave me plenty of dressing time, and all was good for a long time, however, and you can guess, they came home early one Friday afternoon, and while not actually catching me dressing in their clothes, I had dropped my work clothes and was in the process of heading to one of their bedrooms when they walked in the door. It was a very quick, excuse me, as I made a dash to the bathroom to collect my thoughts and have an unexpected shower. If they had arrived 5 or 10 minutes later, well who knows, they might have had fun helping me dress, or kicked me out of the house.