Sex | A Favourite Fetish

This is probably one topic that could keep going around and around as I get deeper and deeper into my sexual adventure. And while it has been a marvelous 10 years of exploring, gradually experimenting and experiencing new things, I am continually amazed at both what I learn from other people in terms of fetishes, and how my own kinks and sexual quirks seemingly evolve along the way.

I can't say that any of mine border even close to some of those truly outrageous requests I have gotten through my website and videos over the past decade ... some of which still leave me scratching my head. I think mine are relatively tame and yet still sexy enough to be intriguing and maybe a bit unusual among my offline circle of friends. Naturally, I am making a bit of an assumption there, as I don't really know what goes on behind their bedroom doors.

So when this Formspring question made an appearance, I thought "I have an answer to that!"

What is one of your favourite fetishes, and why?

Quite a while back I wrote about how I was learning to really understand what it is men like about women in stockings. For photographic reasons, I was quite comfortable with wearing them, along with the more modern version, thigh highs. But other than my wedding day, and a few steamy date nights, I had not really explored the idea of wearing hosiery as such, as part of my office attire.

And while it is something that always proves to be a worthwhile fashion choice - given the reactions it produces at home and at work - like all good fetishes, moderation is the key in keeping it exciting and erotic each time. I think if I wore them everyday, or at least every time I dressed up for work or a date, it may get a little too expected. Part of why it is a favourite fetish is the reaction of the guys, not just the ideas in my own mind.

I have definitely come to appreciate the sideways glances, and occasional downright stare, that I get from the guys I work with. Unlike some women who might see that as a precursor to sexual harassment, I'm thrilled - and somewhat turned on - but the knowledge that they consider me worthy of their lusty looks. I certainly can't complain when the whole idea is very much planned and expected on my behalf.

I think that is a big part of why I see it as being different from being "objectified." I set out with a teasing, flirting scheme in mind ... trying to be coy on my own to catch the men around me sneaking a peek. And if our eyes happen to meet, I try to give them a knowing little look that says I'm thrilled they noticed and flattered.

And even though the guys may never know if there is a garter belt holding those stockings up, or if I'm jammed into some tortuous control tops, I can't say I get the same personal feelings from pantyhose ... they are just something that I could never feel comfortable in. But stockings, and the occasional romp in thigh highs, make me feel sexy and attractive.

That's why right now, they are among my favourite fetishes. And, if you really like to see how it plays out, don't miss my latest update ... it's exactly what this blog is all about!

Andee     xoxo

How I Became Addicted To Your Fetish

Is it something you are growing tired of hearing about?

As you know, over the past couple months I have acquired a whole new appreciation for the very "old-fashioned" fashion of stockings and garters. I understand that when it comes to edgy style, this idea may not rank quite that high, but I am fascinated by how much something relatively not-so-cutting-edge can send men into a drooling tizzy.

I have thought, perhaps, a super-short skirt would be the thing. Or sky-high stilettos. And I'm sure those are, but when it comes to the very real workplace – you know, that crazy concept that actually pays the bills – neither of those are options for me. I don't work in fashion, nor anywhere with a brass pole. My reality is a multicultural, conservative, policy-driven environment that frowns upon overt sexuality.

And truth be told, my real-life bravery isn't even on the same map as what you enjoy here.

The amazing attention that has been bestowed on me during the times I have worn them is something I gobble up with gusto. I wholeheartedly admit that it has been an marvelous boost for my ego. My online friend Matt is mostly to blame for it all. He has been a huge supporter of mine for a long time and he is a big fan of stockings and garters. After I had taken a few photo sets with the stockings and garters Matt sent to me as a gift, my husband said "It would really be a shame if you only wore his gifts in photo updates."

From there, this part of my adventure opened up. And I suspect some might think this is no big deal, but for this slightly shy science geek, stepping out of any part of my comfort zone is an experience.

One morning, I woke up before my husband, walked into the bathroom and proceeded to get ready for my day at work. Like I often do, I had set out my outfit for the day, so that I wouldn't need to disturb him while he slept. I found a little note from him stuck inside the dress I was planning to wear, along with the stockings and garterbelt. The whole thing was worth it the moment my husband walked into the kitchen to say goodbye to me before I left for the day.

I know my husband loves me, and we have an awful lot of fun together both in and out of the bedroom, but there is nothing that can mask true lustful surprise on a man's face. It's a look that goes right to my heart and knees ... and ego. After over 20 years of being together, there aren't many times left when I can see that sincere expression of delighted shock and desire. It was like watching a kid at Christmas.

Later in the day, when I revealed my fashion leap to my Office Guy the first time, his reaction was equally incredible. To stand just a few feet away from him and do the seductive hiking up of my hem, to see his eyes light up and just stare in amazement was an amazing turn-on for me. Then to allow him to touch and fondle ... still a prominent masturbation memory.

I have never really been a big fan of hosiery. I don't like pantyhose and will muddle through a day with tights only because I have a great outfit and killer boots that require the wearing of them ... not to mention Canadian weather. But mostly, whenever possible, I have avoided the idea.

When I launched my website, I started to learn that there were a number of different fetishes that guys had; hosiery being one. Up until a couple months ago, outside of my photo sessions, I had only worn stockings on my wedding day. And even that day resulted with a round of sex.

Hosiery certainly accents a woman's legs, and the smoothness of the nylon hides any slight imperfections; leaving you with a visual distraction. However, it has taken me a while to begin to understand what it is you guys really do like about a somewhat older fashion statement like stockings and garterbelts.

Stockings, more so than pantyhose, reveal a slightly different side of a woman. These days when they are less common, it suggests she has an adventurous spirit – because let's be honest, garters and stockings are certainly not the battle-worthy undergarments that our grandmothers wore. The hint of the lace top, the peek of uncovered thigh, and the satiny band of garter that holds the stockings in place stir incredible fantasies in men, or so I'm told.

I also think that stockings and garterbelts are what take a woman from the practicality of "office attire" that pantyhose suggest to a mature playfulness. The look says she's no longer going to put on that plaid mini-kilt and pretend she is still in Catholic school, but rather she will slip on that power suit and do naughty, naughty things on the boardroom table.

Stockings are no longer an expected part of a woman's normal attire, so they seem to hold a flirtatious and salacious surprise when she does slip them on. Stockings are erotic and sensual, pantyhose are everyday.

Therapist and relationship expert Louise van der Velde tells us, "Stockings are sexy because they show a bit of flesh but not everything. I think it’s an association thing with men – they’re used to seeing ­stockings on sexy models in magazines so they trigger a response in the male mind.”

“Men find it sexier when you leave something to the imagination,” explains Joy Davidson, PhD, Manhattan-based sex therapist, author of Fearless Sex and creator of the Joy Spot videos (www.joydavidson.com). Give him a sneak peek at what you’ve got going on under those clothes by feigning an “oopsie” moment, she also suggests.

For me, as someone who has never really embraced the idea of pantyhose as something that are comfortable – and necessary – turning to this slightly outdated style has allowed me to explore a more dressy look and tease the hell out of the men in my life.

That's worth it all!

Andee     xoxo

Showing Some Support...And a Lot of Leg!

I had different blogging plans this morning...so those may appear later this evening, after work. But as I was having my morning coffee, a Twitter friend of mine sent me a note in response to my Thigh High Thursday post today. Over in the U.K., today is National Stockings Day, where women are encouraged to wear stockings to show support for cancer awareness.

Now, as someone who has been personally touched by cancer I could not resist the opportunity to lend a little peek to the cause. Unfortunately, I can't actually participate in the event today as my shift is not suited for something so sexy...sitting in a lab looking like an astronaut just won't get the heart pumping for most of you guys. (Although I am sure it is a fetish somewhere)

Andee     xoxo

Hosiery | Why You Should Love Kate

I think anyone who has spent some time chatting with me online pretty much knows that I am not a big pantyhose girl. Never really got into them, and when I have they feel awkward. As an adult, I have dabbled with the less sausage-casing-like thigh highs, and most recently, traditional stockings and garters.

But if you have been following any of the Royal tour in North America these days, you guys should be fawning over the newest member of the House of Windsor.

Catherine, the Duchess of Cambridge, has revived a trend that was popular in the late 1970s and '80s: sheer pantyhose. For the past few weeks she has been setting the headlines on fire with her stunning style and designer choices.

Of course, some may argue that the trend never really disappeared, but trust me, in the city right now you are more likely to see a woman in a nice business suit wearing flip-flops. I love my flip flops, but I would never consider wearing them in a business setting. That said, my workplace has a policy that requires closed toe and heel footwear, due to numerous safety hazards.

"Already, the trend has caught on in the UK, with a significant spike in nude hosiery sales since Kate's made them part of her dressing routine, according to the Daily Mail" or so says a recent news story on the subject. 

And I will admit ... she's got 'legs!'

Andee     xoxo

 

A Dare | New Garter Belt & Stockings

I got up this morning with good intentions of posting a somewhat thoughtful blog. I had this plan, some images picked and my morning coffee finished off. Then my other half hit … like a devious whirling dervish. It seems he has far too much time on his hands to come up with little ‘dares’ for me.

Sexy Fredericks Of Hollywood Stockings

OK, a bit of back-story to all this.

When I first started the whole online photo experience, it came as a bit of a ‘dare.’ I may have mentioned that in a previous blog, but basically it boiled down to posting some sexy, mostly nude shots of me on a free voyeur-type website. The ‘dare’ was if those first few tame images received some positive comments, then I would agree to post some more risqué ones.

Well, I think you know how that turned out …

So anyway, the other day we had the chance to shoot a new photo update for my website. In the session I was wearing a sexy little garter belt and pair of stockings that my online friend had sent to me. He has sent me a few different gifts, ranging from some great lingerie to this delicious BBC dildo that has fast become a bedroom favourite. These are really sexy … and I commented to my horny photographer how much I loved the stockings. It’s hard to find some that don’t feel like sausage casings if you are bigger than the Size minus-2 stick-figure models used in the catalogue.

As we shot the pics, it’s obvious (now) that my husband’s typical male brain kicked into orgasmic high gear … and I awoke today to a new ‘dare.’ The catch is, in this sexual adventure of ours, that we have agreed on certain things we want to try, certain things we must try, certain things that send the mind into overdrive when we’re having dirty sex, certain things that aren’t realistic – you get the idea. But, since it was a dare that got us here, the one thing we agreed on was when a proper dare was issued it had to be followed. And, while it sounded fun at the time way back when, it turns out I didn’t think it through properly.

So here I sit this morning, thinking this is kind of like that scene in A Christmas Story when Ralphie’s friend sticks his tongue to a frozen flag pole. My husband skipped the double-dog dare – a breach of dare etiquette – and went straight to “the coup de grace of all dares, the sinister triple-dog-dare.”

Not Many Firsts

I can tell you that there are not many “firsts” left in life. Most of those that have not yet happened are perfectly fine not happening, if you ask me. There’s a difference between ‘dares’ and ‘danger.’ No danger today, unless you count the risk of absolute embarrassment in front of my coworkers and a lasting reputation to eclipse the comfort zone of “shameless flirt” that I already occupy.

For the first time in my life … with the exception of my wedding day, when sexy lingerie is pretty much accepted if not required … I am wearing a garter belt and stockings for something other than a photo shoot and sex. And while I know that this may not be so outrageously uncommon, there is a catch in my case: someone during my day – a man – must find out that I am wearing them, either by stolen glimpse or blatant flash. I have until my evening train arrives back at the station and I head for home. I can’t show a girlfriend in the locker room … the gay nurse doesn’t count … nope, some hardened hetrosexual man must see all the way to the top of my stocking, to where the garter is attached.

Good fricken’ lord …

Of course, while there are probably hundreds of women that do this daily (maybe not the revealing part), for someone who lives two distinct lives it becomes a closer meshing of the two. The idea of bringing this kind of lingerie into my daily life is about the psychological thrill ... stepping out of my comfort zone of lab clothes and running shoes, even in such a small way, adds an element of thrill and fun.

Maybe some like the thrill of a roller coaster, and others the thrill of a scary movie ... but anytime you can engage the imagination in whatever way works for you is a good thing.

If you want to keep track of my little antics today, I’ll be posting a running commentary on my Twitter account, as per the rules of the dare.

Wish me luck …

Andee     xoxo

Footwear | Get On Your Boots

Oh how I like Fridays … today is a bit of a special one, both good and bad. Today is my youngest son’s birthday (good); he is turning 11 (bad). As a parent, you want to keep them “little” and not have them grow up too fast - as they seem to these days. It also reminds me that as his birthdays pass, so do mine.

If you caught my photo update today on my Flirting Contest page you will have seen that today is mini-dress and boots day for me. The start of the contest did not go down as my husband had hoped, but he was working against some circumstances that frustrate him - work-appropriate attire for me shifts each week as the daily tasks rotate through the staff. I’m sure he has visions of me being able to tart it up every day, but that’s not realistic. And temperature. It’s still bloody cold up here these days and I‘m not slipping on some flimsy blouse, a skirt that doubles as a tea-cozy and a pair of stilettos last used to aerate the lawn.

Today, his competitive nature in all of this has seen me in a little more “flirt-worthy” outfit. I’ll admit I was a bit disappointed yesterday, but more because of all the effort he is going to just to prove that short hair can be sexy. I think I have reached a point with my Office Guys to where they are no longer shocked into flirtatious flattery, so getting a compliment from a group of guys who have discussed the finer art of panty selection with me is a big challenge (sorry sweetie, but it’s true). Tonight, though, I think will produce different results as I have to go straight from work to the hockey arena for one of my Little Men. My hubby has his money riding on horny hockey dads to even the score for the week. I’m counting on my boots and the flash of leg between them and the hem.

Anyway …

I have an online friend that I chat with on a regular basis who is an absolute boot fanatic. Whenever I see him on Yahoo Messenger I know we will eventually chat about boots. Over the few years we have been chatting, he has given me some great ideas for updates to keep you boot lovers getting your fix. One of the last times he suggested I blog about why I think men are obsessed with the look, and how that relates to me.

My end of why I like boots is pretty easy: I think they are sexy because they add a bold and confident look to a woman, and I love the utter hormonal overdrive they put my husband in when I wear them. Most of the time when I want to wear heels, my boots are much more comfortable that those sexy little strappy stilettos.

I had pretty much forgotten about when I first learned of my husband’s boot fetish until I began thinking of how I could write about it. Back before we were married I had borrowed a girlfriend’s pair of boots to go with this new outfit I had. Well, the outfit was a big hit … I wonder if my friend knows I had her boots pointing to the ceiling that night ;-)

Kinky and fun … I think that was the real beginning of me seeing how sexy footwear can turn up the heat.

As for why you guys find boots so fascinating; that is a tough one for me. So, I asked around a bit to see what it is that some of the men I know that aren’t my husband think about a pair of sexy boots.

The frequent, but ambiguous, response was “they look sexy” and “I’m a leg man, I love women in heels and skirts.” That didn’t really help me get to the nitty-gritty on the subject though.

One of the older guys I work with had a great answer, and this is where it really began to pick up for me. He explained that he spent his teenage years in the 1960s, when go-go boots were the rage. For him seeing more women wearing knee-high boots today takes him back to his youth, and the fond memories of miniskirts and dance clubs. He said it was back in a time when women used to pay a lot more attention to being stylish. These days everything is so “casual.” Personally I’m starting to see us edge away from that “every day is casual day” but I certainly knew what my co-worker was getting at.

Then a couple of my Office Guys chimed in on it … and they owe me lunch for wearing my boots today … boots on an attractive woman send men a message of sexual mystery and possible “wild child” habits. Depending on the style, they can convey a sense of daring and eroticism or a hint of dominance and power. Interesting. Either they read my blog and know too much about me, or subconsciously I have fallen into their perspective.

Boots, they say, make us walk different … well, all heels do. But the guys say they love to watch how we “strut” when we’ve got some power heels on versus the days when Reebok is our fashion statement. Which is pretty relevant too, because another point that came up was how we dress all together when we select a pair of boots. It usually means we are putting some serious thought into our appearance that day, wanting to look attractive, powerful, confident and mysterious all at once.

The homerun look, they say, has to be done properly. These days a number of women are wearing boots with tights and long sweaters; almost dress-style. The guys say that if she has the shapely legs and killer ass, the look rocks. I agree … which is why I have added more squats and hamstring curls to my workouts. I want my 18-year-old boobs back and my varsity butt and hard-steel calfs.

The clincher, however, is they want to see a woman with sexy knee-high boots, with a heel, wearing a skirt that reveals about six to 10 inches of flesh. That sends their perverted minds back to the “wild child” or, as one of them suggested (or requested … still trying to figure it out) the “let’s hit the supply closet and let me hike that hem from behind.”

Hmm … subtle. Trust me, there are a few of us on this side of the skirt that would also like six to 10 inches of flesh in the supply closet.

Over time, my own fascination and interest in boots has grown to the point where I have probably close to 20 pairs scattered around my personal den of iniquity. Some see the light of day, while others only ever point skyward. (Well, not entirely … almost all of them end up on my website.)

And if you really did check out my Flirting Contest photo today … yes, I am not wearing panties.

And John … black trouser socks, or the boots will never come off.

Andee     xoxo

Photos | My 30-day Project

Not too many deep thoughts in this one. I've been trying to figure out how to make all of my little projects on this Internet thing work out, and fit together. Hubby and I sat down and figured out a few things that may interest anyone who has become involved in this adventure of mine, from you guys here, to my "social media" friends and everyone in between.

So, for the next 30 days I'm going to try a little project. Most of means work for me ... Some of it might mean a little added fun for you! Mostly because the biggest part of it all - besides dishing on my thoughts here, and maybe a video blog or two attempted - I will also be posting 30 of my personal favourite photos from my website. Each has a bit of a story, which I'll also share.

DAY 1

From Update #69 - Sexy Pantyhose

I remember how much I enjoyed the update. I had spent the day getting my hair done, so I think it looks great in these photos. I was never able to get it as perfectly straight. My husband also used to just fawn over me after a salon trip ... it was a big turn on for him, so I was guaranteed a romp in the sack.

In this update I am also wearing this pair of incredibly sexy pantyhose that a fan had sent to me. You know I'm not a fan of pantyhose, but these ones are wonderful ... the feel great and I love the way they make my legs look in them.

Hope you agree ...

See you tomorrow with another blog ... and another photo update!

Andee
xoxo

Hosiery | Dressing Up My Legs

I think this probably borders on the most sexually charged, innuendo-filled conversation I’ve had to date with my Office Guys …

I made the unusual-for-me decision to wear a snazzy business suit to work. Actually, it wasn’t so much out of place, given that I had to make a presentation to my boss’ boss on a training course that I have asked to go to later this spring. I believe in good impressions start with the very fickle - but real - visual appearance. Anyway, it left me ‘stuck’ in a suit all day around a bunch of men that don’t always get to see the “dress to impress” version of me apparently. I guess scrubs just aren’t sexy.

Me in the Power Suit...

I also made the rare decision for me to wear pantyhose. Well, it is winter and life is way too chilly for bare legs and tights just don’t go with the ‘power suit’ look.

Out of all that came the question: “Pantyhose or stockings, which is better?"

Hmm … well, I lied to them with a wink saying I would never tell them if I wore stockings. Of course my answer was meant to leave them wondering - but not hard enough to blow a brain cell on it. Truthfully, it completely depends on the situation, the outfit and the prospect of what is yet to come.

I waver between understanding men’s fascination with them; mostly because even I can appreciate a great pair of legs - and if you have them why not show them off. And I’m certainly not naïve to how a skirt or dress sends you guys into a tizzy. At my work, what the women wear is one of the leading conversations among the men. Some days it makes you want to play along and be part of their conversation - let’s admit it, even in our 30s we still have a thread of vanity and desire to be the centre of attention. As a teen it was approval of our peers, as a wife and mom it is to know we are still attractive to men who aren’t married to us.

Me in Pantyhose?

So if a pair of pantyhose gets things going, why not. It’s not a perfect relationship for me … mostly because I see how incredible some other women look when they can pull off the pantyhose look. But then I remember what it’s like trying to squeeze my ass into them and then I just get bitchy jealous. The concept of bunching, rolling, runs and twisting takes over and I’m back to reality. Maybe someone could explain why they’re a big fetish to me … my Office Guys tried and then it just sunk into innuendo and suggestive jokes.

Work is the most appropriate place for pantyhose. As much as you may to fuel your imaginations with fantasies of slipping into a supply room and hiking my skirt for a little afternoon coffee break quickie, things like that are extremely rare in my real life. That’s not to say the opportunity - or invitation - has not presented itself; I’m just saying that moments like that are rare.

The thing with me and pantyhose though is that I hate them. I refer to them as sausage casings, because that is what I feel like they are. And being one of those women who fall pretty much in between sizes, there just isn’t a pair out there I have discovered that are perfect. I’ve come close a couple of times, so when it’s a necessity I don’t feel outrageously ridiculous in them.

Me in Thigh-highs?

I don’t mind tights, or some heavier versions of ‘pantyhose’ because for some reason, those seem to work for me when I’m wearing a dress or skirt. The latest look of footless tights with boots is a great example of how someone out there in fashion heaven has heard my prayers.

Now, outside of work I’m much more adventurous when my hosiery. Thigh-highs, stay-ups, stockings - whatever you want to call them - are much more in vogue with me. If I need to wear something like a cocktail or classy dress, like this past holiday season where it seemed like almost every weekend we were off to something, a pair of thigh-highs let a bit more of the adventurous me to come out and play, while still preserving enough of my reputation as a “lady.” I love how I can sexy it up between my husband and I with a pair. That way, he has something on his mind all night long … In some cases it is also exceptionally erotic to let a little flash of the lacy top slip in. I know, very cliché … but hey, I never claimed to be the inventor of the fine art of fashion flirtation; just a dedicated student of whatever it takes!

Of course, all was not lost in sexually-charged conversation today. I caught my Cute Guy from the train sneaking a peek … someone’s getting laid tonight!

Andee

xoxo

PS - If you want to see some of my favourite photos from 2010, slip over to my website for a sexy peek!