Up till now, my wife did not know that I am a CDer. She does know that I like to wear Lady Hanes T-shirts and shorts. She also lets me have long acrylic nails and painted toes. She also knows that I shave my legs/chests/arms. She also knows that once a month I like to go to my nail salon, have a pedicure/manicure/fill/toes polished/eyebrows waxed, and get pampered.
Well over the Labor Day weekend, I was lounging around wearing one of my Lady’s Hanes T-shirt and shorts. I was laying on the couch watching TV. She comes by, stops, looks at me and says, “Are you wearing PANTIES?” The first thought was “OH SH…..”, my next was "Dam...they must be showing", but I stayed calm and said “Yes, my rash has come back and I decided to see if your undies would not chaff me like my shorts do and so far it seems to be working”. She stares at me for what seem to be forever and then walks away. Later while we are eating lunch, I asked her if she was OK. Then she drops the bombshell, “Are you into Cross Dressing?” With my hands shaking a little I said, “Yes”. She then asked me if this was something I just recently started or have I been doing this for a long time. I said, No, that I had been doing this off and on since I was 10 years old or so and that until recently I kept it hidden. She asked why come out now. I answered that for a long time, I was ashamed of what I was and it was only since 2005 that I discovered that it was OK to be this way. I also told her that I decided to slowly integrate this, as I did not want to spring this on her all at once. I told her I had done a lot of reading and research on the Internet and that I found out that a lot of men are like myself and that a lot of them are also married. She then said that many of the things I had been doing lately, now makes sense. She then asked me if I have dress all the way. I said, “Yes”. Again I asked her if she was OK with this. She was silent for a while and then said, “Yes, but I’m not ready to see you fully dressed or have you do this 24/7”.
We let it go for then until the next day and she said that she was going to rearrange her workout schedule so I could have a couple of Saturday mornings or afternoons for myself. I could not believe she said that, so I just went over to her, hugged her, kissed her, and thanked her. Then later we had to go to WalMart and she asked me if the panties I had on had lace on top or not. I said, “No lace”. She then said, those are size 8 and we went to the ladies area. She then said, "you want all white or colored panties". Being takened back a little, I asked if colored be OK. She then picks up a six-pack of assorted plain colored satin panties in size 8. She then said, “No more wearing mine”. I said, “OK”.
I am still shocked. No screaming, No hollering, No mass crying. Don’t know what the future holds, but for now I will tread real easy and see how it goes.
Originally Posted by skirt_lover
