Check out my last thread and you'll probably understand this a little better.
Saturday, I wore a diaper and went Christmas shopping with my wife. She doesn't know I wear.
That night, we went to a historic classy restaurant to celebrate a momentous occasion. We started drinking and started talking more about our childhood. What got that topic going? My wife asked me what got me into politics. Long story short, my older brother would pick on me around 15 years of age for watching Doug, Rugrats, Jetsons, Scoobydo, and any other kid show. So, I started watching more adult shows to make my self feel like I'm being an adult, to get acceptance from my brother. This later went into the news and slowly got into politics. Now I blame my brother for my political curse.
Anyways, I came out and told her that I was a bed wetter up into age 11ish and having problems controlling it. Ever since brith I had to wear diapers then one day, I stopped. To me, taking something away from me that was part of your natural habit never really leaves you. Told her in college I read an article about a marathon runner who wore diapers so they wouldn't have to stop to pee. This got me interested and experimented ever since.
She was more understanding once I explained to her why I have this desire, and that I like to wear for comfort. I've been under heavy pressure lately with the new job and she can attest to that. I also told her my desire "fantasy" is to wear 24/7 ( not that I really want to ) and she understood. Of all things, she understood me wanting to be in diapers.
The weight on my shoulders was lifted! She asked if I had any in the apartment, I told her yes. The alcohol got her intrigued and when we got home I quickly took off the one I was wearing ( felt wrong to tell her I was already wearing )and showed her my stash. She was slightly intoxicated but was well aware of the situation. She was perplexed but found it cute. I left it at that and didn't talk more of it. We took our showers ( she has her own bathroom ) and when I came out of the shower she was wearing her footed pajamas that I bought her months ago. This made me feel okay about the situation.
The next day everything was fine. Later in the day she started asking more questions about the diapers and was able to give her honest answers. My answers resulted with that I like to wear diapers, onesies, and footed pajamas. She gave me a "interesting nod" and that was it. Yesterday she came home with 3 different kinds of footed pajamas from Target and snaps to make onesies. I was blown away. How in the world did I deserve this amazing person? She started talking how she was turned on by this. Perhaps she has the same tendencies? I asked if she would wear diapers and she was hesitant but said no. Fair enough to me.
She asked about ordering diapers which blew my mind and took her to the website and walked her through the process. She asked if it was okay to order a weeks worth of diapers. I said sure and we planned out to the details about what all would be involved in wearing for 24/7 for a week.
After the purchase, she asked me to put on a diaper and the footed pajamas. I did and coming out of the bedroom for the first time in a diaper and the footed pajamas she bought that were small by the way, most embarrassing thing ever. I was not comfortable with it and told her that. She grind and said not to worry about it and handed me a scotch. We drank and talked on the couch about whatever. She asked me if I had wore in front of her in the past and told her the truth. Everything went well. She was upset that I never told her from the start but she understood and didn't get upset at me. I got up to use the bathroom and remembered I was in the diaper and that I didn't need to use the bathroom. I stopped and she asked what's wrong and told her my situation. I was embarrassed again and was nervous. She gave me a smile and said just go ahead and go. Well, still nervous, I went to the bedroom and did it. I explained to her that I'm not really comfortable about her knowing. It'll take time for me to worm up to her. She understood and we continued talking. I do remember at one point she said she loves the crinkly noise and she liked slapping my rear. I put on a fresh diaper before bed and went to bed.
This morning she asked if I wet my diaper and told her no. I went to work not wearing because I was just not ready and had meetings with the executives today couldn't handle the stress of the job AND wearing. I came home and she had laid out the footed pajamas and a diaper. She said to take a shower and put on the diaper and pajamas and dinner will be ready. This I did and we ate dinner. She brought out the snaps and turned some old t-shirts into onesies. I am now wearing a diaper, booster pad, onesies, and footed pajamas. My wife is across from me on the couch doing school work.
How awesome is this? I mean... seriously? I'm waiting to wake up from a dream.
So, I'm extremely sorry for the long post but thought every detail above was necessary. Please leave me your thoughts or questions. I'm sure I left some sort of detail out. I'll keep you all posted about wearing 24/7 starting Friday.