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Tuesday morning. 0745. My wife Susan left for work at about 8 and it was my day off today and I couldn’t wait till she left because it meant I could indulge in my favourite pastime. Crossdressing. I've always been a crossdresser since I was a teenager. Every spare minute I’ve had has been decked out in frilly dresses, tights, stockings, killer heels, wigs and with makeup done perfectly.

When I got married four years ago I still hadn’t told my wife what I did as I wasn’t sure she would understand so I continued to dress in private whenever I could. It worked out pretty well because I deliberately chose a job with shift patterns that gave me different days off than Susan so I got to dress two to three days a week which suits me fine, and today was one of those days.

I watched the clock intently. I already knew what outfit I was going to wear. My dark blue power dress with white stockings and 4-inch heel stilettos. I couldn’t wait.

0805

“right peter, that’s me going to work now. If you get a chance can you deal with the laundry?”

“Will do” I replied




stocking tops. Next was the bra. White with lace at the cups and crossbow ribbons. I clipped it and spun it round then took out my fake boobs and filled out the cups. I picked up the blue dress and slipped it on. Over my shoulders and zipped it up the back. I straightened out the hem and ran my hands down the side a few times to get it looking right. I then put on the bobbed blonde wig and sat down at the dressing table with my make up bag.


Blusher, mascara, eyeliner and topped with cherry red lipstick. I buy the top of the range clinique makeup and I must admit, I looked amazing. I stood and admired myself in the mirror. I looked extremely feminine and I was at my happiest when looking like this. I actually hated masculine clothes and preferred the soft touch of silk, satin and lace. I smiled to myself and picked up my high heel shoes. Holding onto the dresser for balance I put my foot in the right one and then as I looked at the left one as I went to put it on, it happened.

“im such a clutz Peter. I forgot my ph……..WHAT THE FUCK?”

Oh shit. My blood ran cold and my stomach tightened. I looked at the wall as if hoping against hope this wasn’t happening and id turn around and not see my wife in the doorway. I looked around, fear etched on my face.

She was standing there with a look on her face of total disgust and shock. Her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were wide and unblinking.

“Susan. What are you….I mean, why are….I….what….”

I couldn’t get words to function.

“are you fucking kidding me?” she said, “What the hell are you doing?”

I couldn’t even speak. My mouth was dry and my heart was beating so fast it felt like it was ready to explode.

With a growl through gritted teeth, she turned and stormed out of the room. I ran after her

“Susan wait. Let me explain”

“ explain what?” she said as she turned at the bottom of the stairs to face me. “explain how my husband is a transvestite? A fucking crossdresser?” asshole”

She stormed into the kitchen and I ran after her. I was painfully aware of how loud my shoes were as they clicked on the floor. I reached out and grabbed her shoulder

She spun around and slapped me

“Don’t touch me” she yelled.

She sat down at the kitchen table with her head in her hands.

“I don’t believe this,” she said, quietly.

I pulled out a chair and sat down slowly.

“I can't even look at you” came the words from behind her hands. “but I suppose you better tell me everything”

I took a deep breath and started from the beginning. I told her the lot. When it started, what I did, what I wore, the boxes in the attic, everything. She shook her head but stayed silent throughout.

When I had finished, she didn’t say anything and neither did I. Slowly she turned to look at me.

“is that it? That’s everything?”

“Yes. Honest. The whole lot, I promise” I said

“well I can live with that I suppose. Its not the end of the world”

I was shocked. That was NOT the reaction I was expecting.

“really?” was all I could muster

“Yes” she replied. She smiled weakly “it was just the initial shock but you do look pretty good I have to admit”

I smiled back

“thanks. Ill go and change and we can talk some more”

“No, stay as you are. Itll be easier if you stay dressed as you are”


“ok, if you’re sure”

We sat for the next 90 minutes and discussed things and made plans. She was actually extremely understanding about my need to dress in women’s clothes and my desire to be a transvestite. She’s a lot more open-minded than I gave her credit for.

We've organised a shopping trip for clothing next weekend to get me a load of new outfits and we have also discussed the possibility of making so e extra money by joining a live crossdresser webcam site where we can chat with other guys and couples about our lifestyle.

It has all worked out in the end and I couldn’t be happier. I can dress up without feeling guilty or worrying about getting caught.

Life is good 


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