I realize there are many different kinds of fetishes. And sometimes they aren't fetishes, but merely preferences. I'm wondering if you've ever revealed a fetish or strong preference to your partner, and how it went?
This question is inspired by an advice column I read recently. You can find the article here:
http://life.salon.com/2011/11/25/i_cross_dress_and_my_wife_doesnt_know/singleton/
Here is a partial excerpt:
This question is inspired by an advice column I read recently. You can find the article here:
http://life.salon.com/2011/11/25/i_cross_dress_and_my_wife_doesnt_know/singleton/
Here is a partial excerpt:
I’m a 40-year-old male that has been married for 19 years. It has been about as good as it gets except … I have a lingerie fetish that I have been trying to repress since I was a teenager. It ebbs and flows, but I can’t remember going over a couple of months without putting on something satin, typically panties, but I love adding thigh-highs and a satin nightie if available. I realize I look ridiculous, but it feels great against the skin, and mentally brings on a sense of relief, calm and arousal.
Over the last few years I have had a couple of same-sex experiences and a dominatrix that specialized in forced fem. It was all good, but the dominatrix was best. In all of those cases it felt good to be accepted with my secret and not to feel like a freak.
I have tried to share this side of me with my wife a couple of times over the years, but she is not having any of it. The last time I slipped on her thong, she got mad and said, “Never do that again, I don’t want you to stretch them out.” I then went on a two-month drought before she let me touch her again. She never mentioned it, but it was chilly. She is a great mother and wife, and I do love her, but I can’t repress my fetish despite trying several things.
Do I just accept my fetish, enjoy it safely, and keep my secret to myself? Or wait four more years when the last child is off to college, tell her about it, and give her the option to leave or accept it? If she reacts badly, I will need to be able to move out of state and probably lose my family because I’m certain she would advertise in the paper to humiliate me, and they would all stop talking to me. And that’s just the best case.
If a woman would doll me up and play with toys on occasion, I would be in heaven. I’m just not sure that exists.