I enjoy wearing diapers and baby pants when I go out. In fact I'm probably have a little claustrophobia, and don't really like just stay home all day in my diapers. Even many years ago, long before I was as open as I am now about my diapers, I'd always find reasons to go out in public wearing cloth diapers and baby pants. I was never all that concerned if someone notice I had diapers on and in many situations I was hoping I'd be noticed by a woman. When I was living in apartments or even if owned my own condo, I'd do my diaper laundry in the facilities laundry room or a laundromat hoping ladies would notice my diapers and ask me about them. I'd always be wearing a thick diaper or two under my clothes without caring if one of the ladies noticed. Of course over the years a number of girls noticed my diaper laundry, usually after I had taken them out of the dryer and had a stack of diapers and baby pants I was folding. Sometimes if they only had one or two machines and I was gone for awhile, I'd find my diapers and baby pants on the counter already dry. I met a few ladies that way and I'd end up explaining why I had so many large diapers and baby pants and more than a few embarrassing but at the same time exciting/arousing conversations and even dates. She'd stay and ask me questions about my diaper wearing and I'd be standing there wetting my diapers all the while, hoping she'd ask whether I was wearing diapers now. I'd tell her I was and if we got that far, I knew we'd see each again and that was always exciting.
I also liked to go to medical supply stores, looking to buy cloth diapers and plastic pants long before the internet and today's easy availability of ABDL supplies. Again, I'd always go wearing thick cloth diapers and baby pants under my street clothes and talk to the saleslady about getting cloth diapers and plastic pants. Many times she'd let me try on their plastic pants and we'd end up in a fitting room with my trousers off, showing off my wet diapers and baby pants and that always got me very aroused. For some reason the older salesladies were often more helpful and willing to help fit me which I liked a lot. They seemed to remind me of my mother back when she pinned my diapers on every night before bed when I was a teen and took them off in the morning and cleaned and dressed me. A few times I was able to special order adult sized cloth diapers and that gave me opportunities to return in my diapers, and have her help me unpin my diapers and be fitted. For whatever reason I seem to really love for women to see me in my diapers and talk with me about why I like to wear diapers and baby pants and wet myself. Probably has something to do how close I was to my mom for so long and yearned for her to get me ready for bed, wiping and powdering me, pinning my diapers on and cuddling me as I fell asleep.
Adult entertainment also provided many opportunities to wear my diapers and baby pants, wet myself over and over again during the evening, meet girls hoping one might notice I had diapers on or become suspicious and ask me and whenever that happened, which I did many times, I'd be totally honest, admit I had diapers on and go on from there. Some girls had no interest and left, but many stayed with me, asked me lots of questions about why I wore, how often, and were most interested in the sexual aspects of my fetish. Over the years a few of those encounters resulted in longer and engaging experiences including dates, dinner and a night together, always in my cloth diapers and baby pants.
Since I met my wife 10 years ago and told her about my love for diapers and rubber pants, I have less need to tell other girls about my fetish, but I still wear diapers whenever we go out, and my wife seems to enjoy letting others know her husband wear diapers. She had told all of her closer friends and her family about me, and likes to try to embarrass me from time to time. She especially likes to change my wet diapers when we are away from home, whether its in a public restroom, usually the ladies room, or the backseat of our car, or in the park or on the trail. She always brings my diaper bag with us, just in case.