Vice Style

For some time now I have been meeting up with strangers who claim to have bizarre fantasies. One evening sitting in a bar, I met a man whose name I later changed to Lucie. Before long, I realised he was unbuttoning his shirt a little more than I was comfortable with. It was hard not to notice that Andy was wearing a bra and his shirt was actually sheer silk.

I wasn’t disgusted, nor excited, but intrigued. I knew exactly how to respond to this. "You’re wearing a bra," I stated. "Do you like it?" he asked. I noted how close the fellow customers were. So I told him I couldn’t really see it properly and maybe he could undo his shirt a little more.

This is Lucie's secret, one that he sort of wants to be discovered. This man enjoys women’s clothes. He enjoys the way they look, the way they move, and the way they make him feel. He likes to wear them in public, but not necessarily for everyone to see. Lucy isn’t a tranny or drag queen—the latter try and express their thing with women’s clothing. Lucie does it secretly—either under his clothes or in private, solely because he enjoys humiliation. See how much here.