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>Now that I told the story of how I got started wearing >girdles, I'll jump ahead many years and tell about my >wife's first high waist panty girdle. She started >wearing a long leg girdle at a young age. But as far >as I know never a girdle with a high waist. > >(Long ago I asked her while she was wearing a girdle >in bed, what age she was when she started wearing a >girdle. She said she couldn't remember. I think >she just didn't want to say. I'm guessing she was >pretty young.) > >Anyway, we had been married for several years. It >was during the time that I regularly wore a girdle in >her presence. Sometimes I would wear her girdle and >sometimes I would wear mine. It just depended on >the situation. (She actually asked to wear one of my >girdles one time. That was different.) > >Anyway when I got home from work she told me that we >needed to make a run to a nearby city to pick up an >order at JCPennys. Of course I asked her what she >ordered. "A girdle." She answered. Well that got >my attention. I didn't know she had ordered a new >girdle, I didn't even know she was thinking about it. > So after supper we headed over pick it up. >Obviously I was very curious to see this new girdle. > > >After picking it up we headed home. As soon as we >were in the house my wife sat at the kitchen table to >check out her new purchase. I hung close to her but >not to close, I kept an eye what was going on but >only in passing. > >As my wife opened the package, the first thing I saw >was the girdle was black. Okay that's good I like >black. Then she pulled it from it's plastic wrapper >and held it up. It was long leg as I would expect >because that's the only style girdle she ever wore >since I knew her. But then the surprising part, it >was high waisted. She had never wore a girdle with >a high waist, at least as long as I've known her. >(Probably about eleven or twelve years at that point.) > > >I was thrilled! I couldn't wait to see her wearing >it. Then she showed me something. The girdle had >a split crotch. She gave me a puzzled look. I just >shrugged my shoulders. Of course I quickly started >to fantasize about the possibilities. > >Well, it just so happened that this all took place >just a couple days before Christmas. Her first >opportunity to wear her new girdle was the Christmas >eve service. When we were both in the bedroom >getting dressed for church, I watch her as she >stepped into the girdle and struggle a bit to get into >it for the first time. > > She looked amazing. It fit her perfectly from just >below her bra to just above mid-thigh. As I >continued getting dressed, (I was in no hurry.) she >put on a dress. A royal blue dress, nothing fancy, >just a nice dress. The material was a very soft >almost velvety material. She wore quite a bit over >the years. Funny thing is, with her figure as >perfect as it was, and the cut of the dress, she >would look just the same with or without wearing a >girdle. She must of realised that fact, but she >wouldn't wear a dress without wearing a girdle. I >think it was just a force of habit from when she was a >teenager and wearing a girdle was just what many girls >did. A lot of girls had stopped wearing a girdle buy >this time but not her. I was grateful for obvious >reasons. > >Anyway we made our way to church. I sat next to my >wife and our two kids sat on either side of us. Less >goofing around that way. So there she was, sitting >next to me in her new girdle, first time wearing it. >I could only imagine how she felt wearing it. High >waist and quite firm I'm sure she was very aware of >it's new unique feel. It was all I could think >about. Actually I was jealous, I wanted to be >wearing it. I wanted to be the one experiencing a >awesome new girdle. I know that eventually I'd get >the chance to wear it, but it wasn't now. Frustrating >to say the least. > >The service seemed to last forever. But we >eventually made our way home. The kids were excited, >they knew there were gifts waiting to be opened. Of >course we had to take a family picture in front of the >tree. (I still have that picture.) Fortunately my >wife left her dress and girdle on as we opened gifts. > > >In a couple hours the gifts were all opened and the >kids were in bed. We watched TV for awhile then >headed for the bed. After getting undressed we >crawled into bed with my wife still wearing her >girdle. The first thing she said was, "You're not >putting it on!!" A couple times during our foreplay, >I asked for her girdle. (Half teasing and have >serious.) Each time I got the same answer. "No >your not wearing it, you have your own girdle." I >figured I better drop the subject or wish I had. > >She didn't give me permission to try the new girdle >for about a month. Then one night while she was >wearing it, out of the blue, she asked if I wanted to >try it on. I'm sure she knew the answer. I put it >on and as expected it felt amazing. I wore it till >the next morning. I didn't sleep much that night, I >was too excited. > >Eventually, maybe two or three months later, she >bought herself another girdle identical to her new one >and gave me the first. I found it odd that the >second girdle, being the same size, was not quite as >firm. The material was slightly different but the >girdle was identical in every other way. Different >lot number maybe? > >So that's my story. 100% factual. I remember every >detail VERY WELL..... >If you enjoy reading stories like this, then I need >you to let me know. I'm not going to the trouble >writing if there not well received. >Robert

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