The Spinster's Exploits

After my previous thwarting I was all set to give my lover what I hoped would be a memorable beating…

Based on the contents of wardrobes and drawers and personal loves, I was sticking with a fifties vibe. I love a modified fifties look with modern garments – I am not a re-enactor and while I love a certain sexy restriction by my underpinnings I don’t like to be a victim of my lingerie! I know there will be lovers of rubber roll-ons and control pantees that survived into the late sixties and my youth – but definitely not for me – but be my guest!.

Now a fifties asthaetic with a bit of give and stretchy stockings rather than micromesh – bring it on! I have a much-adored teddy/camiknickers that I love so much it got an honourable mention in a short story of mine. This is how I described it over twenty years ago on my heroine who definitely had my body and insecurities. And the fabulous garment still merits a place in my lingerie drawer after various sorrowful culls over the years…

“She chose a pretty black garment with roses that was some sort of cami-knickers if her memory of the catalogue description was accurate. It was an ‘all in one’ with a built in under wired bra with lace topped cups that did wonders for her magnificent 42 inches of flesh. Other than the bra bit it was unrestricting and made up of shaped panels so it had a subtle waist but flared out into a pretty French-knicker effect. Teamed up with the matching suspender belt and black stockings she knew the look to be a traditionally sexy one even allowing for her dimpled thighs and big wobbly bottom.”

This time I went for fishnets and added my much-loved net skirts before being unable to resist trying on some mad stiletto platforms fit for a drag queen or sex worker! I loved the look and felt fabulous. I added a gorgeous modern version of a fifties low-cut and full-skirted dress and a choker around my neck and was thrilled with the look. I’ve not worn vertiginous heels for a man in over ten years so I was feeling very sexy and very wobbly!

I have joked about being a male lingerie fetishist trapped in a woman’s body and this is an example of why. The irony being, I usually dispense with even bra and knickers if I can reasonably do so without disgracing myself. I love the freedom of no underwear, so dressing up in my finery is an erotic act in itself.

And I collected a cane, carpet beater, hairbrush and bathbrush along with a used mug and my body lotion and made my wobbly way to the top of the stairs. And hoped I’d not take a tumble due to my ‘Bambi-on-ice’ level of body control. I did giggle at the thought of being rescued by my neighbours or paramedics if I ended up a damaged heap at the foot of my stairs in my finery… Luckily, I reached the ground floor intact and was able to do some practice sashays between kitchen and living room while awaiting my gorgeous lover…