Welcome to Manleggs from LAUF, who has already made several good comments on this site. Here he tells his personal nylon history.
I have been married for 23 years. I started wearing pantyhose in front of my wife within the first few months we were married. I had a job where I walked miles every day on concrete and steel and my legs would get achy. I asked her if they would help my legs feel better like they said on the commercials. She let me try some, and of course I liked it. She tolerated my wearing to bed since they helped massage my legs. I wore them more and more at home because they felt so good to me. I would wear them around the house with shorts over top and a tee shirt. I liked dressing like this because I felt so comfortable. It became apparent to me I liked to wear them not just for the massage feeling, but the nylon feeling on my skin. I also liked the way my own legs looked in them.
I wore them almost daily and often under my work clothes. My wife, seeing me dress this way, grew tired of me wearing my pantyhose. She did not like the way I looked in them, as she felt it made me look too feminine. I always argued she was wrong and I am the same man I have always been and no less of a man. Our disagreements over this subject would come and go as time passed in proportion to the amount I wore them. I do not give in easily to the will of others and will try and try again to make my point when I feel strongly about it. This is one of those subjects that is resurrected on a fairly regular bases. I have never quit wearing completely, but had periods where I had to let things cool down.
So why am I persistent to keep wearing and try to forgo the arguments? Well the answer is the same as many others have realized. I have the need for the feeling of that sheer material against my body. It is something that keeps coming back to me no matter how long I go without. I have become more familiar with my body and my personal needs. I have also become more thoughtful of what makes a man a good person and pantyhose aren’t relevant. I have spent many hours researching and reading information on the internet. So with this knowledge, I have found that I am not so different and I am actually one of many men in this world who feel the same way. I have also realized how unimportant this issue should be considering all the really important things I do that affect others. My logic; therefore, does not allow me to stop arguing this issue.
Fortunately for me, this continuous debate for me to wear pantyhose has not caused an end to my marriage, but it has pushed it close at times. I truly am married to a wonderful woman, whom I cannot blame for her feelings and attitudes towards my fashion choices. She is a creation of society which tends to place prejudices on uncommon ideas. If she was not a good person she would have given up on me long ago. She has come to realize my needs and desires and has listened to my arguments. We make compromises to satisfy her feelings and mine. I still reopen the subject, always trying for new results to favor my wishes. Circumstances change, feelings change, and society changes.
Persistence has paid off so far. I wear more now than I ever have. I can’t be as open as I wish because it embarrasses her. I hope with time and a change in society’s acceptance for men to wear pantyhose, I will be freer to dress as I like without retribution. Until that time comes, I will love my wife with all my heart and be thankful for my life as it is.