ubokvt
10-15-2006, 06:36 AM
I’m on this roller coaster ride and I would like to share some of my feelings, experiences and get a little feed back, a different view so I can begin to sort it out. There are a lot of different threads here so feel free to weigh in on what ever strikes a cord \. I would deeply appreciate some of the GGs comments.
About 3 months ago after experimenting with panties for about 6 months I expressed to my wife I’d like to try on a Bra. She was getting ready to leave for work but bless her soul she dropped everything chose one of her comfortable victories secret bras and help me put it on It was a wonderfully sweet experience of have her slide it up my arms snap me in , adjust the straps and hear that looks about right, then out the door to work. It was a wonderful experience and it didn’t matter at all that the cups were empty, I didn’t even notice it. About a month latter I expressed, I would like to try wearing a bra more often and would like to buy my own. So she took me bra shopping, what an experience. In the process she commented we could stuff the cups with tissue paper to fill it out and all sort of alarms, why stuff, negative old high school stuff about girls stuffing their bras, why did my SO think I needed to, why she would think I’d want to, fear of expectations in this haze of questions, we bought a nice black under wire with a formed cup 38 b with just a hint of satin and one white crop top for every day. Then home to try it on. I loved it, so sweet, so cute, sooo feminine and yes, ooohhh sexy. Like most men my age, I have admit, a little shame here, I have a nice set of little hairy man breasts. So as My wife is helping me adjust my sexy new bra, I look down and see the smallest swell of cleavage and am totally amazed; as my wife says “it’s a good fit and you almost fill it out but if you’re going to wear it you have to shave you chest”. Shock, what, why, men don’t shave there chest, shes right those hairs don’t look good, all at once. As I wear my bra more often I more taken by the look, enjoy the fact I fill it a little, wish I had a little more cleavage, wished I filled it out better, want more, but don’t want to grow breasts So I get 19.99 enhancers, more cleavage, wow, joy, giggles, contentment, and I do fill out my bra better, a little small maybe, but I like small breasts, how do I look, rush to a mirror, try on a sweater, they are a little small but hey they are breasts. Next week in the kitchen dressed I look down and wonder how do I look. Hon what do you think, are they too high on my chest, are the too small, do they look right for me. SO says stand up, turn right, turn left, look at me hmmm. Im thinking, feeling, fear, she’s going to criticize my breasts, I’m to small, I don’t look good, I don’t look right, I’m ugly whats going on she really looking ands she is taking to long then the dreaded(why?) “they are a little small but you still look good. For around the house” What, sadness, confusion, relief, then suddenly what do you mean for around the house. fear, am I a freak, panic, loss I can’t go out. Then this morning as I’m shaving my chest, yes the man gave in. My wife comes in looks over my should smiles, suddenly reaches around a gentle squeeze a quick nipple tweak, a leaving caress, a devious smile, an amused “you know you do have sweet little breasts” as she leaves the bath room Male horrified denial shook, girl sweet giggle thanks, Person in between, OMG !!! So how does a person in three months go from not even realizing or caring about filling out a bra to wanting cleavage, worried about how they look to them selves where are all these messages coming from OHHHH what does a girl do. What’s happening
About 3 months ago after experimenting with panties for about 6 months I expressed to my wife I’d like to try on a Bra. She was getting ready to leave for work but bless her soul she dropped everything chose one of her comfortable victories secret bras and help me put it on It was a wonderfully sweet experience of have her slide it up my arms snap me in , adjust the straps and hear that looks about right, then out the door to work. It was a wonderful experience and it didn’t matter at all that the cups were empty, I didn’t even notice it. About a month latter I expressed, I would like to try wearing a bra more often and would like to buy my own. So she took me bra shopping, what an experience. In the process she commented we could stuff the cups with tissue paper to fill it out and all sort of alarms, why stuff, negative old high school stuff about girls stuffing their bras, why did my SO think I needed to, why she would think I’d want to, fear of expectations in this haze of questions, we bought a nice black under wire with a formed cup 38 b with just a hint of satin and one white crop top for every day. Then home to try it on. I loved it, so sweet, so cute, sooo feminine and yes, ooohhh sexy. Like most men my age, I have admit, a little shame here, I have a nice set of little hairy man breasts. So as My wife is helping me adjust my sexy new bra, I look down and see the smallest swell of cleavage and am totally amazed; as my wife says “it’s a good fit and you almost fill it out but if you’re going to wear it you have to shave you chest”. Shock, what, why, men don’t shave there chest, shes right those hairs don’t look good, all at once. As I wear my bra more often I more taken by the look, enjoy the fact I fill it a little, wish I had a little more cleavage, wished I filled it out better, want more, but don’t want to grow breasts So I get 19.99 enhancers, more cleavage, wow, joy, giggles, contentment, and I do fill out my bra better, a little small maybe, but I like small breasts, how do I look, rush to a mirror, try on a sweater, they are a little small but hey they are breasts. Next week in the kitchen dressed I look down and wonder how do I look. Hon what do you think, are they too high on my chest, are the too small, do they look right for me. SO says stand up, turn right, turn left, look at me hmmm. Im thinking, feeling, fear, she’s going to criticize my breasts, I’m to small, I don’t look good, I don’t look right, I’m ugly whats going on she really looking ands she is taking to long then the dreaded(why?) “they are a little small but you still look good. For around the house” What, sadness, confusion, relief, then suddenly what do you mean for around the house. fear, am I a freak, panic, loss I can’t go out. Then this morning as I’m shaving my chest, yes the man gave in. My wife comes in looks over my should smiles, suddenly reaches around a gentle squeeze a quick nipple tweak, a leaving caress, a devious smile, an amused “you know you do have sweet little breasts” as she leaves the bath room Male horrified denial shook, girl sweet giggle thanks, Person in between, OMG !!! So how does a person in three months go from not even realizing or caring about filling out a bra to wanting cleavage, worried about how they look to them selves where are all these messages coming from OHHHH what does a girl do. What’s happening