I’m a man who enjoys cross dressing within the confines of his own home when his wife goes away. My main thrill is wearing pantyhose. I enjoy mainly black sheer to waist pantyhose as I feel they make my legs the most flattering. I bought myself an outfit, a dress that is about mid thigh length, absolutely sexy when paired with black pantyhose and I painted my toes a deep purple. I have great shaped legs although a little chubby on top, but this allows me a small amount of cleavage when wearing a bra and dress. I was feeling fairly confident in myself so I waited until it got dark and decided to go for a drive. I left my house covering my dress with sweatpants and a sweatshirt and drove to a secluded park that is typically vacant at night. When I parked I took off my sweat pants and shirt got out of the car and walked around in my short dress and pantyhose. I took off my shoes after a few minutes to feel to cold ground and frost covered grass underneath my pantyhose feet. Since no one was there, I hiked up my dress and began running around to feel the cold wind blow across my privates. I was completely free. Being on this high, I thought to drive home as I was, not cover myself to hide who I truly want to be. I drove the long way. I would pull up to red lights, puff up my chest in the hopes someone would notice me. I wouldn’t know what to do if they did. I then got the idea to test my courage further, since it was dark enough I thought to go to a drive thru to grab some dinner as a normal person would. As I would in my previous self. I pulled up in line, ordered my food and waited. As I got closer to the pay window I noticed the awning over the window had bright LED light shining down. My heart was pounding I only hoped the roof of my car would provide enough shadow, my courage was false I thought. It was my turn at the window, I didn’t change a thing. I pulled my thighs together with nerves, I was trembling. The woman recalled my order, named the price, turned to me, took my card and turned away. I was relieved momentarily, I believe she hadn’t noticed. She was then given my food. She opened the window and passed me my card back. She grabbed my food and leaned out, she looked into my car and I watched the wave of realization wash over her face. It started at her eyes, her mouth straightened and she tilted her head. I then looked down at myself, my car was lit up like a Christmas tree. Everything slowed down. She could see everything. She could see my dress. She could see my cleavage. She could see my thighs wrapped in black, sheer pantyhose. I watched her as started at my cleavage and walked her eyes down to my legs where she stopped and stared. I leaned out the window, hands trembling, heart pounding took my food and placed it on the seat next to me. She never stopped staring. We locked eyes once more and I drove away. I couldn’t believe she saw me. She saw me for who I am. When I got home my heart was still pounding, hands still trembling. I went into my room and touched myself and released my nerves into an intense orgasm. My wife comes home tomorrow so I am sitting here telling you this incredible story. I’m sitting outside with an iced coffee wearing jeans and a t-shirt with pantyhose underneath. I’m leaning up against a rock in a grassy park near a busy road with my pantyhose feet exposed for anyone to see. This may be the last time for a while I get to do this. I wish I could tell my wife and have her accept it, because this is who I truly want to be. I am truly glad however that there are now two people who have seen me as I intended. Me and this stranger. I hope she thought I wore it well
