Old Man in Diapers

Life goes on.  And as it goes on, one does well to pay attention to life’s important things and not to fuss over the unnecessary extras, no matter how fun they may be.  For me, posting on Tumblr is one of those extras.  So posting is an infrequent event for me.

Personally, things are well here.  Diapered every day.  All day.  Well, with rare exception anyway.  There are times that the only way to maintain complete discretion is to do without  For me, that is when we stay with family for extended periods of time.  I look at it this way. It is an opportunity to give my skin a break and reinforce my continence.  After all these years it is all too easy to just let go and I don’t want that to happen when not diapered.  

I still enjoy chastity from time to time, and now ;) 

With all that is going on in the world and here in the US I still know that I/we are among the lucky and privileged.  And I am thankful for that.

But lots of changes.  Moved 500 miles SW.  Like everyone else, keeping out of Covid’s way.  Spent about three months living in our fifth wheel camper while we sold one house and bought another.

Oh.  And my wife has accepted my diaper wearing.  Up until a few months ago it was a poorly kept secret.  A don’t ask, don’t tell kind of thing.  She knew I was wearing full time but we never discussed the matter.

After she walked in on me changing a few times we just agreed to not hide it anymore.  

Now I not only wear full time, but openly as well.  Diapers to bed.  Diaper and a T-shirt when I have my morning coffee and read the news.  Diapered always regardless of whatever else I may be wearing.  

This is working out well.  And my wife is more accepting than I ever expected.  I only wet them.  And I still use the toilet for poop.  

She also knows about my chastity cages.  She ran across them packing for our move.  Nothing said, just put them in a discrete package where no one was likely to run across them during the move.  This is not something I expect her to accept the way she has with diapers.  Bondage type things tend to make her uncomfortable so this will remain an unmentioned secret much as my diapers used to be.  I am happy with that.