Just reading these two words conjures a rapid montage of all the times I nearly got caught crossdressing when I was still living in the secret comfort of the closet. My mind had created many narratives of being caught wearing just panties and bras, and very few had a happy ending. Thankfully, I never was.
I remember the closest I ever came and even now looking back, I know the outcome would have been the end of a relationship. A relationship that ended anyway. What I feared I would lose, was never permanent in the first place.
She had just left the house, and upstairs waiting for me to try on was a black lingerie set that I had bought and not yet worn. I laid the fabric out on the bed and admired the intricate design of the lacing. Felt the smooth texture of silk and nylon. Imagined how fantastic it would look. Just as I began to undress, I heard the door.
RED ALERT!
30 seconds! Adrenaline rushes. Stomach knots. Temperature rises 20 degrees in nanoseconds. And the breathing. Every single inhaled breath pierces your core. Act natural. Breathe. Time.
Clothes stashed under the bed cover.
Hand slightly trembles.
Check nothing left out in the open.
Short irregular breaths.
Quick glance around. Am I safe now?
Shaking…is it fear or is it relief?
Shout from downstairs…something about forgotten keys.
“OK!”
Did my voice falter?
Act normal……..door bangs shut.
It is over.
10 years on…..fear of what?
Had I been caught, it would have been a blessing in disguise. It would have meant no purges. No shame. No judgement. No lies. No adrenaline. No fear.
Embrace who we are. Love what we are. Be whatever you are. Be beautiful.
Life is too short.
I actually got caught twice. The first time I was in high school. My father headed off to PA to visit relatives. It was a weekend so I looked forward to several days alone. At the time we shared a single room with a common bath and fridge. I had brought some things up from the cellar and was dressed in my girl pj’s. During the night I go up to use the head and found his suitcase outside the door. I checked out the window and his car was not there so I brought the suitcase in and went… Read more »
These things (getting caught dressed) happen for a reason. My first time getting caught was by my own mother. She was cool about it, and our relationship got better over time because of my being a CD. The stress of “hiding" and living a double life is staggering. In finding a supportive figure (ie: a wife) is a life saver!
Renelle-girl have I been there done that! multiple times!. I’ve been sitting in the living room and had to dive under a blanket when my sister or my son would show up unexpectedly!(some people have zero sense of privacy!).
Your last point is best though! Life Is INDEED too short to not live as your heart tells you tar you should!
Hi. Just want to Thank You for welcoming me to the site last week. Sorry it took awhile, just not all that familiar with this computer stuff. So far , I have not been caught, but have had a few close calls. I have a stash of outfits in a box behind a stack of heavy boxes in the basement. It’s not a problem to get to because I use these “moving men" pads to easily get them out of the way. Panic sets in when I cannot account for something in my stash. Where is it and will she… Read more »
Hi, just like to Thank You for welcoming me to this site.
I really believe that deep down I do want to get caught. I have been out several times dressed so far nothing negative. Salat times in morning I just throw on a t-shirt and jeans go to the store
Kisses and hugs . I know about the adrenaline rush and the rising body temperature . My wife suggested I wear or dress in femme , and after a glass or two I wine I would go out dressed partially in femme at first . Once in public and it was to late to change , I was overwhelmed by what people might think , especially , if they knew me . At first , I would only go to restaurants or late night movies where I did not expect to meet anyone I knew . As experienced my first… Read more »
I probably need to be caught! Tired of hiding for sure.
Your story touchs home and know I want to get caught but can’t seem to come out and tell my spouse have started a couple times but chickened out. She knows I wear panties all the time . I know I would be much happier out of closet
I got caught when I was younger, I had some of my Mum’s clothes on the floor of my room. I went back to her room to get something else. My sister came in and saw the clothes and asked what I was doing with them “I just replied that I didn’t know" she told me to put them back. I have nearly been caught by my Mum a couple of times wearing my own girly clothes. I do want to be caught as I think it may make it a little easier and she may talk to me about… Read more »
I have been caught by my dad wearing my mom bikini top I was young back then like 10 years ago. We was all on vacation and I when to the bathroom and I saw it so I put it on it felt so good .Then my dad walks in on me I thought had the door locked . So you talk about taking it off fast but it was to late done. Got caught so for a very long time my dad call me a sissy everywhere we when he be like come here sissy boy.
I’m sorry to hear this. As a parent of two sons, even if they were caught crossdressing, it would never occur to me to verbally abuse them nor surpress their confidence.
When ever i am alone at home i feel boring and my best way to pass the time by dressing in my wifes dresses or my own dress one day my wife and my son went to market for shoping i did not go with them purposely i thought of availing the chance of trying the new dress of my wife i knew they are not to come back before three hours no sooner they left i went to the bathroom did shaving and came back to living room i did my make up and put on the dress it… Read more »
I need to be caught an the suspension of serecy.. Is over even though I have openly told my wife im going to purchase a package of panties an she put them back on the shelf. I’m wearing my yellow panties. Now that I snuck in a week ago