I started cross-dressing when I was younger. I got dressed up in sexy lace lingerie, stockings, suspenders, nice bra, skirt, and blouse. My step-mom had some mice stuff. I walked around at home dressed in women's clothing; I was in the kitchen and didn't hear my step-mom come in. She coughed and I spun around. She stared at me and asked, "How long have you been wearing my clothing?" I was red and said, "About three months." She walked out and I thought she would tell my dad. That night, while lying in bed wearing lingerie and a nightie, my bedroom door opened and my step-mom walked in and closed the door behind her. She sat on my bed and let her dressing gown fall open to expose her lingerie. I stared at her and she said, "Do you like what you see? I bet you wish you were wearing it." She said, "I won't tell anybody your secrets." She stood up, let her gown fall to the floor, and then said, "In this bag is some lingerie and clothing for you." She leaned over and kissed me, then said, "Nobody is home tomorrow, so dress up for me."
— Dave, 40