My aunt called me and asked me if I could check her roof if there was any damage from the wind storm we had, she found some shingles in her yard and she wanted to see the extreme of the damage before calling a roofer. I went after work and considering I spent almost all my childhood in that house I haven't been there in at least 15 years, probably when my uncle past. My aunt would watch me during summer holidays and when my parents went on vacation, and with her having two daughters I enjoyed playing dress up and they loved to dress me as the mother or school teacher. It was very common for my aunt to see me dressed as a girl back then and I pretend I didn't want to dress as a girl but deep inside I loved every minute.
I went on the roof and seen some damage and I told my aunt I had to go home and get some tools, she told me she didn't touch my uncles work shop in the basement and maybe I could find what I need there instead of driving home. She told me to go and look and because I spent so much time there when I was younger I should know the house inside out. It felt strange going in after all this time, I walked though the kitchen and walked down the stairs, I past the room that had a play kitchen and toys and now had stacked boxes. Before my uncles work area there was a small room where they would keep there shoes and extra cloths and that was where I would try on stuff and dress up.
I walked in to what we called his work shop and everything was untouched almost like he was still alive but there was a clothes rack in there, my eye went threw the rack when something caught my eye, it was a pink overcoat and I pulled the other clothes aside and pulled it out to view it. WOW! Just like a ton of bricks I had a massive flash back. I remembered myself eating breakfast on my aunts couch watching TV and my aunt cleaning up and wearing that pink overcoat with a silk nighty but usually with a full slip. I remember I would pretend to be watching TV mean while I was watching every step my aunt was taking. Enjoying every glacé at the lace of her slip and her pantyhosed legs and the excitement when her overcoat would open and I would get a full view of her nighty or slip.
I was standing there in a daze when I hear my aunts voice, I snap out of it and my she's standing next to me and I'm holding her pick overcoat in my hand and I said pardon. She said there's a lot of memories down here isn't there, and told me she knew how much I enjoyed staying with her when I was younger and how much she misses those years. I told her yes I did enjoy my time there but for some reason I was brain dead, I felt drained out by that blast of the past and didn't know what else to say to her. I should have told her its probably because of her and her daughter's that I crossdress now.
I got a few tools and fixed the roof and off I went, but not without a pile of memories, that's all I've been thinking about, the memories are just flooding in and knowing now what I know, I believe my aunt knew I was druwlling over her and they probably all knew how much I enjoyed being dressed as a girl. I'm sure they must have caught on that everytime I went there they would be missing a few pair of pantyhose. Wow I totally forgot about those days and now with all these memories flooding in more and more I hope I could hold these memories and treasure them.
Has this ever happened to anyone else, just go somewhere or see something that brings you back to part of our crossdressing history. Sorry it was long I wanted to try to explain it as detailed as possible.
