Janine awaits

My story is not typical. Sure, it mirrors many of the others you’ve read except for one aspect, that is my age. I recently celebrated my sixtieth birthday. Yep, the big 60. And not that I am trying to brag but I am one of the sexiest bitches around. As recently as five years ago I looked like any other middle-aged guy, but oh, how the times have changed.
I have always been fascinated with cross dressing. As a kid I would take every opportunity to try on my sisters clothing, especially the panties and stockings. The sensation of nylon on my skin and the absolutely delicious feeling that only comes running my fingertips over my cock and balls while they are tightly encased in the splendor of silky panties was both frightening and exhilarating. Frightening because if I was caught there would be hell to pay. And, perhaps that fear led to heightened exhilaration. But, even when everyone was gone for the day and the risk of discovery was low, I still felt indescribable thrills. I loved, and still love the female form and I would scour the nudie mags looking at the women. At that point I did not understand what I was feeling but their loveliness was something I desired. I fantasized about what it would be like to be one of these beautiful women. I loved the pictures where the model wore lingerie more than just a bare woman. Every time I was able, I dressed in the sexiest girliest things I could lay my hands on. I would look at the scantily clad women in the magazines and start touching my rock-hard nipples. My nipples have always been sensitive, and the slightest touch will make them as hard as diamonds. I discovered early on, being a bit chubby, that I could but on a bra, roll on my side and have breasts, breasts that filled the cup nicely. After teasing my nips for a while, I would run my hand down to explore my bulging cock. I loved to wet my finger and stick it into the top of the panties and rub the head, gently at first, then harder, rubbing up and down the entire length of my shaft. Soon I would roll onto my back, stoking passionately while pinching my hot, ready nips. Always after I came I would quickly change and chastise myself for my weakness.