Twice a year, I give my wife some time with the man she thought she married. On our anniversary and on her birthday. By that, I mean that I dress, from the skin out, in men's clothes. It's amazing to me that I still have some that fit well enough to be seen in public in.

Yesterday, was her birthday and so we went out to dinner at her favorite restaurant. As is my custom, I scrounged through my things to come up with all men's clothes. The only area I really can't manage in is shoes. The last pair of truly men's shoes I owned wore out ten years ago. Since then, I've been wearing penny loafers from Zappos size 12 women's. They are an exact match to penny loafers that I wore in the 60's while in high school and they were definitely men's. The ones I'm wearing these days satisfy my need to be feminine and still allows the general public to see them as men's. But I digress.

I still own an oxford shirt in pale yellow, and a pair of brown slacks. (My youngest daughter bought me an outfit one year when she thought I needed a wardrobe update.) over that I wore a sweater that my wife bought me as a Christmas present nearly fifteen years ago. The object of this post is what I wore underneath.

I don't remember when, but it would have been in the late 70s or early 80s, I was trying to assuage my need for feminine expression without actually going there. I thought, perhaps, it was that I really just liked nylon underwear. So I bought a couple of packages of men's briefs in nylon. No, that wasn't it. I wore them for a while and finally gave up and started wearing panties full time.

In recent years, I've taken a page out of the male ballet dancers book. A true dancers belt doesn't force the genitals down between the legs like a gaff. On the contrary, it lifts the penis up against the stomach and forces the testicles up inside or behind the pubic mound. (I'm told Sumo Wrestlers use the same technique. The object being to get the testicles out of harms way during athletically strenuous maneuvers.) So wearing panties that are of a Lycra/nylon blend and a size smaller than sizing charts would indicate, I can achieve the same affect.

Well, the men's briefs have a pocket that holds the package down between the legs and presents it a little forward. I discovered that arranging things as described above has gotten my used to sitting with my legs together, quite by habit. As a result, when I sat, with the testicles between my legs it was, at best, uncomfortable and at worst painful. Having the testis dangling between thighs that are clamped together is painful and even when making an effort to not clamp the legs, just having them pushing down against the chair is uncomfortable. I'm glad I'm back in my panties with things arranged the way I like them today.