I was home alone on Saturday, so took the opportunity to get dressed. I was enjoying my new outfit, a black blouse, black and white patterned cotton skirt with a flare at the hem, and all the accessories (stockings, black heels, earrings, necklace, matching bra and panties with breast forms, etc) when I heard my wife's car pulling into the garage.
Panicked, I kicked off the skirt and pulled the blouse off over my head. I had only a few seconds to change before she would be walking into the kitchen! I tossed the clothes into a downstairs closet, and quickly pulled on some different clothes, the closest thing I could find.
The only thing I was trying to HIDE from her was the fact that I'd bought a new outfit the day before. When she walked in a few seconds later, I had pulled the knee-length sundress on, and changed the black heels for a pair of tan sandals. If she'd looked closely she would have known something was up, since I still had sheer pantyhose on and was wearing a black bra under a yellow sundress.
I'd avoided the worst. She hadn't caught me with my new purchases.