The Walk

[guyinheels 2]

I am out on a little buisness trip to day, I am going home this afternoon. I took the train to vissit our other office.

I´m wearing a light grey skirt suit, a white shirt and a pink tie. Sheer, very light sun tanned pantyhose and my black patent 5 inch stilleto heels.

What I would like to hear from you is if you had any sort of the same feeling I had to day with my heels.

The heels are a bit toe pointy with a low vamp. They look very good and I have had no problem wearing them until now. Yes I´ve been in them all day. Its early afternoon here in Sweden now and I´ve had quite a bit of walking too.

Had a meeting just before lunch, sitting at the table I sat dipping my heels resting my toes, my feet a bit. We just had lunch. Its just me and anothe lady wearing heels. Going to lunch I had to try to keep up with the guys. They just walk so fast. I had to do the best I could keeping up with them in my heels and the tight skirt I have.

Didn´t say anything about it to the guys though. Didn´t moaning about it. Did told the other lady, "my feet´s a bit sore". She told me, she had the same feeling.

My day are not over just yet. Have a few more meetings before its time for me walking to the train station for my train home.

Edited August 19, 2011 by guyinheels

[guyinheels 2]

I´m going to go on telling you about my buisness trip in my 5 inch high heels.

The bus took me to the train station. Looking to my watch I had about 10 minutes before my train did arrived.

Was planning buying me a paper, a magazine, going to the tiolett before my train comes in. Get out from the bus I trottering over to the train station.

My heels sounded click-click-click-clack-click-click-click. Had to hurry but I had to take short short steps. First because of my thin spiked high heels and also because of the very tight skirt I was wearing.

I laughed to my self. I walked exactly as women do, taking short short steps, I also had my handbag and my breif case to carry. Got many many looks from both men and women. All men just looked me, didn´t smiled or anything just looked. The women though gave me a smile, I smiled back.

Meeting two women, heard one of them saying "did you see him, he wore heels, skirt and nylons?"

The other one said; "Yes I did, Oh he looked so cute!" I liked that, I liked hearing this very much.

Bought the newspaper and a magazine. Didn´t go to the toilett though, knowing I have to always use a lock up tiolett, for obvious reasons. Wearing a skirt and pantyhose. It had to wait until I came on the train.

My train was coming. have any of you tring running in 5 inch stilleto heels and a tight skirt ending 1 inch above your knees.

I can tell you its quite impossible. I can´t. Don´t know if its the heels or my skirt that is the biggest problem. I walked, trottering the fastest I could, feeling a bit vaulnurable trying catchin the train in my high heels and my tight skirt. Was a bit difficult too to get on the train. Having to hitch up my skirt a bit steping up on the train. Saw another woman doing just the same as me. She smiled at me when she saw I hitching up my skirt, holding my handbag and breifcase in one hand. I must say its not so easy steping up boarding a tran like this, ofcourse I had also my high heels to take care of. Looking out where to place my feet. A man was holding up the door for the woman an he held the for me too.

He looked at me in a bit strange way, guess I was the first guy he saw in heels and skirt. I smiled, saying "Thank you", walking down the train looking for my place to sit.

[guyinheels 2]

When I started wearing high heels and nylons, when I started inter dressing dressed as a woman from my waist I was doing it as a man. I´m still a man. I have the same kind of intrest as guys/men have. I like sport, cars things like that.

Yes I know, I don´tlike driving cars som much and my girlfreind´s brother tell me I drive like "an old woman". He tells me I´m driving just as my girlfreind and his wife. Still I like talkin about cars, motor cycles and sports in generally. Its just that guys/men seems not to want to speak so much to me about this. They speaks to me a bit patronizingly.

Women though seem more open to a guy in heels and skirts too for that matter. This means I have more female freinds now. I´m a man but wearing heels and skirts I move like a woman not only that but getting more female freinds its only naturell I speak to women like woman to woman. I speak about thing women/girls talk about. I read women´s magazines too. I starterd to read women´s magazines because I need to know what to talk about with my female freinds. I need to know what´s hot in the fashion world, what clothes to wear, what shoes to wear and so on. I´m very glad, very fortunate my new found freinds has accepted me,a guy in heels, nylons and skirts.

So when on the train I bought me a news paper and YES awomen´s magazine. Called in swedish "Damenras Värld" in english that is "The ladies world". Its quite a good magazine. Its strange though I don´t seems to miss all magazines about cars or motor cycles now. To be honest I seems to have lost a bit of touch what is go in in the car worled. Its strange too but I don´t seems to care so much about cars and things like that now a days.

[guyinheels 2]

A bit more about my buiness trip. Getting of the train, first I phoned my girlfreind on my cell phone. Told her I had arrived there safely.

My girlfreind knew I was a bit nervouse because I should do a little pressentation on this meeting. Yes I was a bit nervouse when I have to speak infront of a group of people. My girlfreind told me, "you´ll doing fine, love". She also told me I was dressed just perfectly for this thing, then asking me how I was doing in my 5 inch heels.

Told her I was doing fine, just fine. Told her I could probably walk all day in them. Told her, "see you to night, love".

My cell phone rang. It was a colleague of mine. she was also going to attend this meeting. We desided to meet up i the city then walking to this meeting.

Its sound strange maybe but it felt good to know I wasn´t the only one wearing heels on this meeting.

Didn´t know though if she wore heels then but I guessed she was in heels too.

Walked, trottering to meet her. We should met up in a cafe. She sat waiting for me. Yes she wore a black skirt suit, a white blouse and light sun tanned pantyhose, just like mine.

Hers heels, black 4 inch slietto heels, a bit toe pointy too. She checked in my heels. Told me they looked fantastic but didn´t understand how I could walk on such high slim spiked heels. After a cup of cofe and a bit of talking we walked over to the office.

Just as I thought, we was the only high heelers on this meeting except for the secritary. Told my colleague I was very ervouse for to having to speak infront of all guys. There was 6 guys standing, checking me in, checking us in.

I felt they was scrutinising me in from top to bottom. I could feel they looked much to my legs and my heels. I don´t mind realy. I have perfectly well shaped legs both for heels and skirt wearings and my pantyhose matched my outfit very well.

Pity though, yes its sad no one said a word about my high heels or my colleague or the secritary´s.

My colleague needed to go to the toilett, I needed it to. Told you I need to sit down doing my things. At this office they didn´t had separate toilets for men and women. I went in first. Oh NO, why can´t gays NEVER put up the toilett ring. Guys THINK ABOUT ME! I´m wearing heels, skirt, pantyhose and panties.

YES I NEED TO SIT! I had to wipe the toilett ring clean first before I could hitch up my skirt, pull down my hose first and then my panties. So PLEACE guuys think of me, of us high heelers too.

This took me a bit of time, also checking my hair before I went out to the others.

Told my collegue and the secritary that I was very nervouse. They understood me but told I was going to do just sine, "just be yourself".

I could feel my toes starting feeling a bit stiff, a bit numb too. I could realy need to sit down a bit resting.

Sitting at the table, I crossed my legs. Didn´t dare to dipping my heels, taking my heels off under the table. I knew I had to do a bit of more walking both before and after lunch.

[guyinheels 2]

We had meetings all morning. I wasn´t going to have my pressentation until after lunch. Most say I was very nervouse about this. It felt good inside me I was properly dressesd for this, for my pressentation.

We desided to have lunch, going to a restaurante in the city. One of the guys did knew about one that was very good, he said. Was about 15 - 20 minutes walk from the office to the restaurante.

Now comes a bit of a problem. Don´t know if you guys have the same experiance as I have but walking together with other men/guys and I wearing high heels is a bit difficult.

They walk so fast. I nearly had to run to keep up with them. Try running in 5 inch stilleto heels is quite impossible. Also me wearing a tight skirt makes it even more difficult and whats more my feet started to feel a bit tired, my toes feelings a bit numb.

I did my best keeping up with the guys. Saw my colleague had the same bit of a problems in hers heels too.

I never said any thing to the guys though like begging them to slow down. Oh NO, I would never do that. I try keeping pace, trottering the best I could, trying keeping the pace. I bet I took 2-3 steps while the guys took one.

I wasn´t until now sitting having lunch I started to feel yes my feet and toes felt realy tired. It was good sitting down resting my legs and feet. Crossing my legs, straighten up my skirt I started dangling my heels. Resting my feet, first the left, then the wright one. I never dared to take, to cick my heels of completly, for two reasons.

First i know if I did I would have more difficulties more pain in my feet and toes on the walk back and second I didn´t want the guys seeing me in my nylons.

Saw my colleague was doing the same, sitting dangling too, by the sigh of her face. We had a bit of telepathy between us, smiling to each others, knowing what we both was doing. It was fun, it was just me and her knowing what was going on there under the table. Yes it was fun, none of the guys knowing nothing about this.

[guyinheels 2]

Just thinking to go on telling you about my long day in my 5 inch spiked stilleto heels. It show YES we guys can do it too!

All it takes is a bit of courage. Yes I was glad I was in my heels as well as my skirt suit. I knew I was dressed for success, I was well dressed holding my pressentation.

After lunch went walked back to the office. First I had to go to the toilett. This take a bit longer then for other guys because of the way I´m dressed. The other guys don´t need as much time as I need in there. I told them they didn´t had to wait for me, so they could start walked to the office before me.

My high heeled colleagues needed also vissit the toilett. Its cool,it takes almost the same time for mne and her doing our things in there.

I´m not a tranverstite, I´m not a cross dresser just a guy in heels and skirt. I have ralized it takes me about the same amount of time doing my things in there. Beeing dressed the same way as my girlfreind and my high heeled colleague, yes I must also do the same ritual as her.

We came out nearly at the same time, me from the men´s room, she from the ladies.

The guys had long gone before us. We try hurry, trottering as fast as we could. She told me her feet felt sore, a bit tired. She asked me how I was doing in my heels. Told he my feet felt a bit sore too, my toes felt nimb, all pressed together in my very toe poited pumps.

We both agreed though: We was both dressed just the way it should be. Having just the heels for the occasion. None of us would dressed in any other way.

We continued walking, trottering, talking. I told her I proberly would sit dipping my heels under the table during the meeting. She told me she would do the same.

[guyinheels 2]

Hi guys! Hope you´re doing fine in your high heel.

I was thinking going on telling you about my buisness meeting in high heels.

You my remember me an my high heeled colleagu was on our way back to the office from lunch. We was walking trottering in our high heels. It was a realy nice day so I took my jacket off, let it hang over my arm. My colleague she did the same. I was in my shirt, she in her blouse. We was talking about all kind of things.

Told her I was very nervouse for my pressentation. She understood me. It strange but it feels more natural talking to a girl/woman about this, how I felt. I would never talk about this to a guy. They woulden´t lissten to me and I´m sure they woulden´t understand and besides I would never let the guys see that I´m a bit scared, nervouse, vaulurabl

My colleagus told me she know this feeling, feeling this way too from time to time.

My colleague asked me how I was doing in my heels, her feet feeling tired sored. Told her mine was feeliing the same. Told I was proberly going to HAVE to cick my heels off sitting at the meeting.

She nodded, "yes" she was going to do the same.

We laughed. She told me she have problems with bunions to her feet. Told her I had too. Told her I have started getting one of those bunions too. Told her my mother has one and she tells me (my mother)that she got hers from wearing too high heels and toe pointy pumps all the time. My mother tells me NOT to wear such high heels, such slim toe pointy pumps.

My colleagu told me; "my mom´s the same". We laughed looking to our pumps, yes they was very very toe pointy and the heels was high.

My colleague asking me "do you wear supporting hose". Told her "no", i´m not. I´m wearing ordinary pantyhose. My colleagu told me; "I do, I started wearing supporting stockings after I give birth to my second child, I wear this kind of hose/stockings when I have to do much walking standin, you know".

Told her I might try them but I didn´need them just now any way. her pantyhose looked just as any other pantyhose, just like mine pantyhose.

I like those little talk with other girls. I mean a guys would never asked what kind of pantyhose I wear or any thing about my outfit either. About my skirt, my heels, or anything about my clothes. Its sad the guys don´t ask me about this! I kind of getting used to women talking with me abut things like this. I´m quite used to it now and I would very much miss it if they didn´t.

Its nice women talking with me this way. I don´t mind. Its ok with me. Obviusly they see me as one of them. They sort of let me in in their world, in a way I´m one of them now. I´m still a man, but its kind of nice they do. I feel I´m a better man. That´s what my girlfreind says any way.

Clicking our way in to the office building, I told my colleague I should phoned my girlfreind, then vissiting the toilett, making sure I looked good for the meeting, the presentation and also I had to make sure my outfit, my attire looked good.

[guyinheels 2]

In to the toilett, it was a look up toilett, I must use one of those you know. Everything looked ok, my skirt, the rest of my outfit too.

Phoning my girlfreind, she heard of the way I was speaking that I was nervouse. She understood I was nervous for all this. She told me; "you´re doing fine love!"

She told me she was sitting at her desk. She told me she had cicked her heels off sitting in her nylons. She asked me how I was doing in my 5 inch heels. Told her I was ok, told her my feet started to feel a bit tired, sored.

She told me, "Ikeep my fingers crossed for you, you can do it love!" i promised to phone her after my pressentation.

At the meeting. I sat down. Opened my breif case, taking out all my papers, put my breif case on the floor. I also put my handbag on the floor biside me.

Sitting down I crossed my legs, straighten my skirt soI didn´t get any wrinkles on it. Almost at once I started dipping my heels. My feet was tired, my toes felt numd and stiff. I had to get out of my heels. Curled my toes under my feet. My toes had been in the same position the whole morning. My high heeled cooleague looked at me. I could see by her face, she to had cicked hers heels off. I´m sure it was just her and me knowing what was going on under the table.

I curled my toes under my feet. Oh they were stiff, my toes. It felt just lovely sitting like this. I knew I had to put my heels back on though, still I try to sit like this in my nylons as long as I could.

Was a little cornsered, afraid of "what if the guys sees me in my nylons, Oh no I woulden´t let them".

Still I needed this little rest away from my heels. I knew I had a long long afternoon wearing them. I hoped I didn´t need to do so much walking and standing though.

I had guys beside me on both sides. what if they seeing me like this, I thought. "What if the see my red painted toe nails glowing through my reinforced toes on my pantyhose. I thought slipping back in too my heels but my toes, my bunion all said "pleace, let us be outside from those mega slim, pointy high heels so long as possibly.

[knilesde 0]

Hi, I just wanted to congratulate you for the nerve you have to be who you want to be, even if sometimes is hard, I really enjoyed reading your story and I'm very inspired by it

[guyinheels 2]

hi Knilesde

Thank´s I´m very glad you like my posting. Thank´s a lot.

I´m planning to continue what happened to me at this meeting very soon. What happened next was for me a bit embarissing. You know I sat dipping my heels, in my nylons, curling my toes under my feet.

Me prepare my self going up having my pressentation I didn´t find one of my pumps.

Oh it was very embarissing. Sitting between two guys, you know both of them saw me. saw my nylon clad feet, saw my bright red painted toe nails through the reinforced toe part of my pantyhose.

Geuss my face got all red. The guys didn´t said anything, just smiling.

I felt so stupid and a bit vaulnurable to.

Once again THANK`S, more soon.

Edited September 8, 2011 by guyinheels

[guyinheels 2]

Hi again

Just wanted to say IT COULD BE DONE! We guys can do it in high heels, nylons and a skirtsuit.

I felt happy with my day in heels. I felt important, I felt I was someone, a bit special.

Yes I was very pleased with my day altough my feet was killing me on my way home. Still my day had been a success.

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