Jamsey
10-29-2011, 01:08 AM
Well, today I thought my wife would finally discover my dressing, and the S#*! would hit the fan.
To backtrack a bit, she was supposed to be gone since Wednesday at a convention through today and then visiting family through Sunday. She was going to be a couple hundreds miles away.
So, that means dress-fest to me, borrowing that term from another member, so I had, oh about 10 or so dresses from my storage unit, a bunch of tops and skirts, all my bras and undies, etc, at the house. Of course I have these in containers and garment bags to be handled easily..
Today I started to move some of them back to my storage, but I was at Dress Barn for a couple of hours. She called and left a message, implying that she was almost done at the convention and would be moving on to the next location.
She called again and saying she was on the road, and wanted to know what I was doing, and why I wouldn't answer my phone.
I told her I was trying to get to the Apple store at the mall so they would look at my phone, been having connection problems.
As usual, I was running late. I was just geting ready to leave, when to my surprise, she pulled up the driveway. We have 3 floors in our house, upstairs, main level and basement. When I dress in a situation like this I try to keep most of my clothes in the basement. I have room to hang them, and see what I have, and what I want to try next. But, since no one else was in the house I also leave stuff laying around the other floors. This morning I picked clean the upstairs but I still had make-up, various panties, bras and other items in the first floor bathroom.
When I seen her pull up I immediately ran to the bathroom, grabbed everything I could, and took them into the basement, tossed them on a couch in the corner. Then, I started to get some of my other items from the room where they were hanging and tossed them on the somewhat secluded couch. I had too many items though to get them all.
At which point she came in the house. I ran upstairs, asked her what is she doing here when she was supposed to be someplace else. She was as surprised to see me as I was of her. She immediatly responded, wondering what I was doing home instead of at work. I didn't tell her Dress-fest. But I did have an appointment and then to the Apple store for my phone. Plausible. I had to Sync my phone before going there.
I didn't pursue her being in the area, and why she wasn't where she led me to believe she was going to be. At that time, I decided that if she went to the basement, and discovered my treasure trove, that I would admit right away that I was a crossdresser and what was she going to do about it.
Amazingly, she didn't go into the basement. She was in a hurry to get somewhere else and just stopped by to pick up something. She did not think I was going to be home. She was upstairs, main floor, in the garage, but not in the basement. WHEW.
My secret is still safe, at least from her.
Our marriage is over, except for the divorcing part, So if I was discovered most of the big drama stuff would mainly be for show.
Anyway, all my clothes and supporting items, are now back in storage, since I don't know if she will pop in again this weekend. I don't think she was stopping at the house to check up on me, since she led me to believe she wasn't even close to the house. That is another story.
WHEW, Big relief. At this time I'm an not quite ready to come out completely, though I know, it is just a matter of time. The more people that know, the more chance it will come out, right? It is not just in my best interests currently.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Jamsey.
To backtrack a bit, she was supposed to be gone since Wednesday at a convention through today and then visiting family through Sunday. She was going to be a couple hundreds miles away.
So, that means dress-fest to me, borrowing that term from another member, so I had, oh about 10 or so dresses from my storage unit, a bunch of tops and skirts, all my bras and undies, etc, at the house. Of course I have these in containers and garment bags to be handled easily..
Today I started to move some of them back to my storage, but I was at Dress Barn for a couple of hours. She called and left a message, implying that she was almost done at the convention and would be moving on to the next location.
She called again and saying she was on the road, and wanted to know what I was doing, and why I wouldn't answer my phone.
I told her I was trying to get to the Apple store at the mall so they would look at my phone, been having connection problems.
As usual, I was running late. I was just geting ready to leave, when to my surprise, she pulled up the driveway. We have 3 floors in our house, upstairs, main level and basement. When I dress in a situation like this I try to keep most of my clothes in the basement. I have room to hang them, and see what I have, and what I want to try next. But, since no one else was in the house I also leave stuff laying around the other floors. This morning I picked clean the upstairs but I still had make-up, various panties, bras and other items in the first floor bathroom.
When I seen her pull up I immediately ran to the bathroom, grabbed everything I could, and took them into the basement, tossed them on a couch in the corner. Then, I started to get some of my other items from the room where they were hanging and tossed them on the somewhat secluded couch. I had too many items though to get them all.
At which point she came in the house. I ran upstairs, asked her what is she doing here when she was supposed to be someplace else. She was as surprised to see me as I was of her. She immediatly responded, wondering what I was doing home instead of at work. I didn't tell her Dress-fest. But I did have an appointment and then to the Apple store for my phone. Plausible. I had to Sync my phone before going there.
I didn't pursue her being in the area, and why she wasn't where she led me to believe she was going to be. At that time, I decided that if she went to the basement, and discovered my treasure trove, that I would admit right away that I was a crossdresser and what was she going to do about it.
Amazingly, she didn't go into the basement. She was in a hurry to get somewhere else and just stopped by to pick up something. She did not think I was going to be home. She was upstairs, main floor, in the garage, but not in the basement. WHEW.
My secret is still safe, at least from her.
Our marriage is over, except for the divorcing part, So if I was discovered most of the big drama stuff would mainly be for show.
Anyway, all my clothes and supporting items, are now back in storage, since I don't know if she will pop in again this weekend. I don't think she was stopping at the house to check up on me, since she led me to believe she wasn't even close to the house. That is another story.
WHEW, Big relief. At this time I'm an not quite ready to come out completely, though I know, it is just a matter of time. The more people that know, the more chance it will come out, right? It is not just in my best interests currently.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Jamsey.