(businessman vs. sissy)
Hi! My name is Toshio. I now work as a CFO of an electronic company in Bkk, Thailand. I am 31 years old and still single. Even though I am gay, I need to remain in a closet, for my company is very conservative. Old male executives don’t appreciate gay man or a sissy man. It is known that in order to apply for a job in my company, a gay man needs to give up his glamorous life and acts straight.
In my case, I have been very comfortable acting like a straight male. There might be a bit of gossip about why I have not yet had any girlfriend, but I don’t care.
Being a single gay man and feeling lonely come in a package. Additionally, acting straight can be very tiresome. I eventually find an asylum by the pleasure of femme and sexy underwear. A shirt and a slack are a requisite for a business man uniform. However, I have various choices of fashion for an underwear. The more sexy, bitchy, and pretty the underwear, the more I like it.
At 5.30 pm, I start to pack my notebook and documents into a bag and get ready to walk out. The sky is dark outside, and a rain falls. I decide to walk into a nearby slum to get something to eat before heading home. I heard a voice of a man crying from one house. I wonder what happens, so I walk into the house and find a Burmese man lying naked on a floor. He must be a construction worker. The poor man has no clean food, no money, and no clothes. I feel that I need to help him with something I can do.
I decide to clean his sweat with my handkerchief. He seems to get better and use his hand to take hold of my shirt and slack. I guess that he wants something clean and dry to wear.
I then strip myself naked and give my shirt and slack to him. Now, I officially stand there naked before him only in a pink lace g-string I wear from home. The shirt and slack are a little loose on the Burmese guy body, but they give the man some comfort. Before I leave, I give him some money. The Burmese man looks very grateful and says “thank you my sissy fairy.”
My cheek is red, and I run out of his home only in pink g string (and a shoe of course). Today, I’m lucky that there is no people on a street. I quickly start my Lexus and drive home.
Today is the most happy day in my year that I can help someone in needs. However, many question follows about my sissyhood. How can I be both a successful CFO and a generous sissy fairy at the same time?