Okay, It all started I guess a few weeks ago when he was working nights. I bought a package of Depends and everynight, just after sending him off to work and the kids to bed, I would slip into my diaper and go to the chat room. I met many new people who both encouraged me to tell him and understood why I felt I needed to hide my DL.
All this encouragement and understanding only made me want to wear my diapers more and more, so once hubby was back on the day shift, I started wearing and wetting them during the day after sending the kids off to school. Man did that feel good, I could walk around the house, inside and out all day in dry or wet diapers for hours at a time.
But then it happened. The weekend came and I would have to go back into hiding again. Ah, but wait, If I send my husband out on an errand, I might just be able to wear for just a little while. This worked I started longing for time away from him (that couldn't be good) and I panicked every time I heard a door open or close. Would he discover me sitting in a wet diaper chatting to other AB/DL's? Would he understand? Could he???
I was a nervous wreck. Started jumping at every little sound I heard thinking this could be it, He is going to find out. I even toyed with the idea of just telling him or diapering him to see if He liked it as much as I did. But alas, everytime I had the oppurtunity, I froze, I KFC'ed (chickened out.) Would I never be free from this burden, this secret, this LIE??? And would I spend the rest of my days only wearing my precious diapers Monday thru Friday from 8:30-3?
So yesterday morning, He went out to put together the new gas grill we just purchased. Thinking that he would be busy for hours on this, I slipped into a new diaper, pulled on my Pooh Bear Shortalls and a T-shirt (normal clothes for me with the exception of the daiper) and proceeded to wet myself. It felt too good. I went out to the kitchen only to find that my husband was looking for me. Evidently the new gas grill would take BOTH of us to put together and He needed me...NOW! There was no time to change, no time to think of an excuse so out I went and helped him assemble the grill in my wet diaper and Baby-ish clothes with him completely unaware.
We worked for a few hours and at last the grill was complete and still, he hadn't a clue that I was wearing and WET the whole time. Maybe its' the overalls? Could they be the key?
Hubby left to go get a can of propane for the grill and I quickly went inside to change out of that wet diaper. Hmmm, since he didn't notice the wet one, maybe I could put on another DRY one????? So I did!
By the time Hubby returned from the store, it was time for me to leave to go to the carnival with the kids. I thought to myself "If he didn't notice, maybe no one else will either," so I decided to wear it there too. As I suspected, everyone was clueless. I was the only one who knew but I was somehow bursting to tell someone. If only one of my AB/DL friends could have been there. I decided not to wet while at the carnival for fear of embarrassing my kids but by the time I got home, I was bursting in more ways than one...LOL.
I ran into the house to tell anyone on the chat-line that I had successfully worn in pubic when Hubby called to me, needing my help once again. I hurried to him and in my state of excitement, I decided to wet in front of him with out him even knowing.
I started to pee. I felt so brave, I felt so courageous, I felt so daring...I felt a stream of warm urine running down my leg! Oh no, this was not how I wanted him to find out. What is he going to say? I couldn't stop the flow. It just kept going until I was finally out. What an awful time to have a leak. But wait, he didn't notice. Why didn't he notice? Surely my pants must be soaked.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the clock radio playing "Mandy, I've got something to say to you." Was someone trying to tell me something? Should I be sharing my secret? The next song came on. Don't Stand so Close to Me by the Police which of course starts of with something about "School Girl Fantasies." Hmmm, this is getting weird. Then Paul McCartney comes on singing "Maybe." That's it. Time to shut off the radio. I reach over and gently rub hubbys head. "you awake?'
He replies "Yep." Mustering up some courage I ask "Honey, Will you do something for me?"
"Sure, what?" he responds as if I am about to ask him to pass me the TV remote.
This is it. Do I do it or chicken out once again. I can't stand this, lying to him and yet, what will he think, how will he react?
"Will you diaper me, please?" There I did it, I said it. It was out and there was no turning back now.
"What, will I what? Diaper You? Do you even have diapers big enough for that?" He seems to think this is a joke.
I reach into my drawer and produce one of my Depends and hand it to him.
"How long have you been thinking of this?" he asked with a look of surprise on his face.
"Only for the last 20 years or so, Will you do it, Please?" I say with a bit more confidence since he didn't burst out laughing or go running for the door.
I spend the next few minutes telling WHY and WHEN and What I actually do in them. He is curious now. "When is the last time you wore them?"
I respond "Yesterday, all day and even had a leak in front of you."
Him: "How? When? No Way!" Still in disbelief. I assured him and told him the whole story.
"Okay, I will only put the diaper on you if I can watch you wet it cause I don't believe you." He fastens the diaper around me than lays his hand on the front of it. Slowly I begin to wet it, then faster. Now he can feel the diaper getting warmer. "I had no idea!"
I asked him if it would be okay if I wore them to bed on occasion and he said fine. He said they don't turn him on but if they do it for me, fine and they are much easier than my panties to get off in the middle of the night anyway.
He agreed to change me only if I stick to just wetting them....at least for now, I agreed. I also told him that I want to wear baby clothes from time to time as well. He didn't mind that either but asked me to be frugal with my purchases (at least for now, anyway.) I promised him that I would not let the children know and that I didn't want him to tell anyone either. He said he didn't think anyone would believe it anyway.
Well, that is my story. It is all true, every last word of it. Now please excuse me, I have to go get my diaper changed by my New Daddy!
I am beginning to find my panties becoming damp now when I go without a diaper and I am not even aware that I am wetting.. could I soon become dependant on them or have I already???
I have not been able to wear to bed lately because our 3 yr old continues to wake up in the middle of the night and climb into bed with us. I don't want him to find out his mommy is wearing diapers after finally just getting HIM potty trained.
Friday night, we had gone out with the kids and when I got home, I put the kids to bed and went about doing some laundry to get the kids' soccer uniforms ready for the morning.
Hubby had been looking for something in the computer room (which was not out of the ordinary.) Once the washer had stopped, I transfered the wet laundry into the dryer and came up to tell my hubby that I was going to bed. As I came into the computer room, I found him sitting at the desk on the computer. What was odd though was that he was logged in to our system under MY name and password. He usually only does that when he is debugging the computer so I didn't think too much of it at the time, however he did shut down a bunch of windows as I came in. Silly me, I just thought he was finishing up for the evening.
We talked for a few minutes and then I kissed him and went off to our bedroom thinking nothing of leaving him alone at the computer. After a few hours had gone by, I had fallen asleep and he finally came to join me in the bedroom.
Early Saturday morning, before the alarm clock had a chance to sound, I got up, went to the bathroom then made my way to the laundry room to get the kids' uniforms laid out for our early morning games. With my task done, I returned to the bedroom and climbed back into bed next to my hubby who had just woken up.
As I got comfortable again laying beside him, he reached down and put his hand on my "Nether" region and commented on how smooth and "Baby Like" it felt since I had just done a bit of hair removal the day or so prior. He was being very flirtatious and continued to touch me which again isn't uncommon for him to do but this time there was something much different about it. This time, he kept using the word "Baby." I was a bit unsure if this was a good sign or not but didn't want to be the one to bring up the dipaer business since I knew how he felt about it (or at least I thought I did.)
We laid there for quite a while talking and touching one another when finally he asked if I happened to have any of "My" diapers around. I asked him why he wanted to know to be sure that he was really interested in it. He said he wanted to diaper me up and watch me wet it. I told him unfortunately that I had already used the bathroom and probably wouldn't be ready to "Wet" again for at least an hour. He asked me to get a diaper anyway, He wanted to see me in one and he wanted to be the one to put it on me. He then told me that he had been aware that I was wearing them around the house when he wasn't home because he saw evidence of such in the trash can every now and again. Of course those are only the ones I have left in the trash and not the ones that I wrapped up in smaller plastic bags and tossed into the larger trash bags prior to taking the trash out.
I went to my private diaper stash and pulled out one of my thick disposables and returned to the bed with it. I stripped out of my clothes and handed him the diaper, then I laid down on the bed while he unfolded the diaper and stretched it out under me. As he pulled the front of the diaper up between my legs and taped it into place, I told him that perhaps if he had awoken me when he had come to bed last night and diapered me then, I would have been able to wet the diaper for him. He commented that he had thought of that. Hmmmm, perhaps he wasn't just debugging the computer after all last night.
Having not had a full enough bladder to do the diaper justice, we found other ways to entertain ourselves during our private moments but I did suggest that perhaps our evening bedtime routine might be altered for the night.
I don't want to rush anything, so I am still letting him take the lead in whatever part he wishes to play and I will be very accommodating to his ideas for "Diaper Play" while he gets more accustomed to my desires.
Could it be true after all this time, Jilly Poo finally has the Daddy she's been wishing for? Keep your fingers crossed!