Last Wednesday, my wife went out for lunch with one of her girlfriends (let's call her Alice). Alice came here, then they drove in my wife's car to a local restaurant. Said she would text when coming home. I got dressed in a cute peach pencil skirt and matching embroidered tank top, panties, bra, small breast forms, light makeup (concealer/blush/mascara/lipstick), necklace, bracelets, earrings, and two-inch wedge heels. While my dressing is out in the open and accepted (more or less...) generally I will change back to male mode when I know she's on her way home, and that was my plan this time.
So about 2 1/2 hours pass, no text; then I hear the garage door opening. I decided to just stay dressed since I didn't get the warning text. I could hear her chatting with Alice in the garage, which she usually does and then Alice will get in her car and leave. So, I go about my business. Then I hear the door into the house open and my wife and Alice are coming in (I'm completely in the closet except for my wife.) I figure she's just coming in to use the loo, so I quickly duck into our study and close the door. Sure enough, Alice goes into bathroom (which is right next to the study), my wife opens the door to the study, sees me at the computer fully dressed, takes it in, gives me an amused look and just says, "Oh, well, hello...." and closes the door. No worries, a quick pee, Alice will be on her way and I'll come out of hiding. Only little bit of anxiety is what if Alice mistakenly opens the door to the study and there I am, but fortunately that didn't happen. So, she leaves the bathroom and then I hear them talking in the living room, and talking, and talking... Now in our house there is no way to get from the study to anywhere else without being in plain sight of anyone in the living room. So, I'm stuck! Not really a problem, I have my guitar, my phone, the computer, plenty of stuff to keep me occupied, but what if I need to pee? (Fortunately, I didn't.) After about a 45 minutes, my wife peeks in and tells me Alice will be leaving soon. I say "Okay, no problem." Another 45 minutes later I finally hear the garage open and shut and I am free to move about. Wife comes back, we chat a bit, I stay dressed, she doesn't comment one way or the other. I stay dressed for another couple of hours until I have to go do some errands. Felt good to be that open and relaxed.
So, early the next morning, my wife goes to her regular Pilates class, and I spend the morning in a white silk chemise, panties/bra/forms and makeup as before, then changed into a sundress and panties. Wife texts me she is on way home, but I decide to stay dressed. Nothing is said (about dressing) and I stayed dressed until I went to the gym, so about 7 hours all told.
Now I'm feeling really confident and emboldened, so the next morning as soon as I get up, I shave, put on makeup and dress in the peach outfit from Wednesday (though without the jewelry and shoes) and spend the rest of the day at home with my wife until it's time to go out for a sushi dinner. I also put on toenail polish before we left. The only comment was she asked me if I was wearing my "chicken cutlets" (breast forms), to which I replied, "Yes. And that's funny!" About 9 1/2 hours which is a new record for me being dressed in front of her.
And now, today, I dressed upon rising (my wife was also up) in a fit & flare dress, panties/bra/forms, makeup, toenails done. I made us breakfast while dressed, went about my day and am still dressed 4:00pm. She's leaving to do an errand soon, and I'll probably change back to male mode for her return, but It's been a good 4 days of dressing with abandon and without fear or anxiety. I still (with only a couple of past exceptions) always change before we have our evening cocktails and dinner, but I'm hoping soon to test those waters and stay dressed throughout the day and evening until bedtime.
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