Enjoying every feminine moment

Karl was a regular crossdresser

Karl skipped over to the window and peeked out between the curtains. His girlfriend Lynda would be home soon and that meant he would have to change back to being a boy. He grabbed every chance he could get to crossdress in her clothes and he loved every moment he could spend as a girl. Today he was wearing a tight red top, a black miniskirt, a pair of sheer black pantyhose, heels, and a white thong panty and a matching bra. He loved the way her smooth clothes felt against his skin, the sensation the pantyhose gave his legs, the thrilling discomfort of the thong. He pulled off the skirt and put it back in her cupboard. Lynda had just bought a pair of hotpants that he wanted to try on too. He ran back to the window again and looked out. Not for the first time he sighed at the unfairness of it all. Why do girls get to wear the fun clothes? Why couldn't he dress like this all the time?
Karl stamped his heeled foot in frustration. There was nothing for it, he was just going to have to make the most of it. With a final look out of the window he ran back to the bedroom to get the hotpants...