Weekend Lori is a CD with a walk-in closet full of sexy clothes. My mother fostered my cross dressing in early childhood and throughout my formative years. Numerous closet purges over the years followed by the inevitable re-purchases have finally lead to my measured acceptance of this sweet obsession. Now I periodically embrace feminine facades and desires without fail as a precursor to solo sexual release and its curative power to suspend these sissy urges and promote the immediate restoration of my otherwise full time conventional and self-assured male persona . . . until those half-cursed frilly compulsions return, as they seemingly do most weekends!

I'm a straight single male with a restrained measure of bi-curiosity that I now have to keep buried deep. I got married (first time) in 2018. There is no fear of being exposed as I provided full disclosure prior to the wedding - but my self-imposed shame and stigma keep me from sharing this with my wife. I can't risk losing that adoring look she gives me. This has curtailed my dreams of venturing beyond the full-length mirror and sharing this sweet obsession with a special person that would not simply tolerate my inner femininity but periodically embrace it as a sweet diversion from my typical dominant male lifestyle. Luckily there are no consequences to fantasy.

Men - thanks for the compliments - but I realize they are hollow and self serving (I share your same horny chromosomes). Know that I have no interest in chatting with admirers.