And Life Goes On

I am sitting in the living room waiting for my date to show up. A date arranged by my wife Gwen. I am dressed in a slinky red dress, underneath my torso is encased in a white corset which reduces my waist to a mere 25 inches. On my legs are a pair of black nylons attached to the straps hanging down from the corset. The tight white panties are holding my testicles up inside my body and my penis back between my legs. On my feet are a pair of red ankle strap shoes with a 6 inch heel. I am wearing a auburn colored wig that reaches down to the middle of my back. My make up is done meticulously. I wait nervously as my wife Gwen putters around getting ready for her date. Just how did I get in this position?

It all started about 4 years ago. Actually my interest in female clothing began when I was age 7. I was born an only child and my father died very shortly after I was born in an automobile accident. My mother tried her best to raise me as a boy but she just couldn’t. When I was 7 I started experimenting with my mothers clothes. I would dress up and play house wife. I even got to like cleaning the house and cooking dinner when I was a teenager. My mother loved it and soon afterward she began to teach me how to cook. All through highschool I wanted to be a female as much as I could.

My mother did her best to encourage my dressing but she didn’t want me to be a real girl. She love the fact that she had a son who could relate to his female side. After I graduated highschool I went to college and my crossdressing was put aside. The urge was there to dress but I just didn’t because of my friends. I met my wife Gwen in our senior year and we quickly fell in love. We were married right after we graduated and I was in no big hurry to share my desire with her. That all changed 3 weeks ago when she came home from work and caught me dressed in a skirt and blouse.

To my surprise she did not get mad at all. She just came up to me and kissed me and smiled.

"So I see you have finally decided to follow your passion dear."