Ellie52
06-27-2013, 09:33 PM
This is a true recollection of events from last weekend.
I told my wife about my cross dressing after she noticed one of her skirts wasnt on the right hanger in the wardrobe - oops. Anyway to my relief she laughed and called me "her sweet transvestite" from the rocky horror movie.
From there things have been relatively ok as long as I dont flaunt it (we have a 20 year old son). She has bought me lots of underwear, a few dresses and skirts and for christmas, a beautiful pair of shoes. I now have 12 pairs of heels and many other androdgynous shoes. She even gives me her old bras and other cast offs if I want them.
A while ago I bought a blonde wig and she laughed and called me Griselda! That name stuck for a while then just before my birthday she said she would like to call me Eloise instead. I readily agreed as I found this a lot better than Griselda
So to my birthday suprise. My beautiful wife said she had booked us into our favourite hotel and I could be Eloise all day. I could wear what I wanted and she would even let me borrow her purple dress (my favourite). What more could I ask. By the way we are both size 14 (Australian) but she has smaller feet 6 and I am a size 9.
Anyway the day arrived and I packed far too much stuff for one day but what the hell, I was going to enjoy myself. She told me we were staying in the room and we would order room service so there wouldnt be any worrying about being seen.
I secretly booked her into the day spa so she could have some fun also. This went down really well.
At aboutr 2.30 I changed into Eloise with a new pink skirt I bought from Target (on special) for the occasion.
Blue lace top, pink skirt, black tights and blue 5 inch heels. As much makeup as I wanted.
I found a way on the internet to create realistic cleavage/breasts using 3 x Nubra's and it worked magnificently (coupled with a purple playboy push up bra).
When my wife returned from the day spa she said I looked great - especially the false eyelashes! (I weigh 67kgs and am only 5'8). This was enjoyment to the max. The hotel room had a balcony and as we were high up I was allowed to walk around outside and sit outside- such a simple thing but so much fun.
My wife then presented me with another suprise - she had bought me a beautiful necklace and matching earings. since I havent had my right ear pierced she even went to the trouble of getting a conversion kit so I coud wear them. I love her so much.
At about 6.00PM I got changed into the purple dress, black stockings etc, ready for dinner at about 8.00 (room service). It was great as that dress shows cleavage brilliantly and with the necklace and earrings looked (to me) fabulous.
Anyway - this may seem unusual to many of you but I seem to have a self imposed time limit on my crossdressing, so by about 8.00PM I decided to change back into boring normal clothes and suprised my wife by saying we would go down to the restaurant (she readily agreed). It took me nearly 15 minutes to get the makup off as I couldnt get the eyeliner off, or the pink nail varnish out of my cuticles.
We went and had a drink in the bar and a great meal then went back to the room. I had only brought a nightie with me and so I wore that.
In the morniing - after breakfast I changed back to Eloise for a couple of hours (without makeup) until check out at 11.00am.
What a fantastic present and what a lucky person I am to have such an understanding wife.
Thanks for reading my story.
I told my wife about my cross dressing after she noticed one of her skirts wasnt on the right hanger in the wardrobe - oops. Anyway to my relief she laughed and called me "her sweet transvestite" from the rocky horror movie.
From there things have been relatively ok as long as I dont flaunt it (we have a 20 year old son). She has bought me lots of underwear, a few dresses and skirts and for christmas, a beautiful pair of shoes. I now have 12 pairs of heels and many other androdgynous shoes. She even gives me her old bras and other cast offs if I want them.
A while ago I bought a blonde wig and she laughed and called me Griselda! That name stuck for a while then just before my birthday she said she would like to call me Eloise instead. I readily agreed as I found this a lot better than Griselda
So to my birthday suprise. My beautiful wife said she had booked us into our favourite hotel and I could be Eloise all day. I could wear what I wanted and she would even let me borrow her purple dress (my favourite). What more could I ask. By the way we are both size 14 (Australian) but she has smaller feet 6 and I am a size 9.
Anyway the day arrived and I packed far too much stuff for one day but what the hell, I was going to enjoy myself. She told me we were staying in the room and we would order room service so there wouldnt be any worrying about being seen.
I secretly booked her into the day spa so she could have some fun also. This went down really well.
At aboutr 2.30 I changed into Eloise with a new pink skirt I bought from Target (on special) for the occasion.
Blue lace top, pink skirt, black tights and blue 5 inch heels. As much makeup as I wanted.
I found a way on the internet to create realistic cleavage/breasts using 3 x Nubra's and it worked magnificently (coupled with a purple playboy push up bra).
When my wife returned from the day spa she said I looked great - especially the false eyelashes! (I weigh 67kgs and am only 5'8). This was enjoyment to the max. The hotel room had a balcony and as we were high up I was allowed to walk around outside and sit outside- such a simple thing but so much fun.
My wife then presented me with another suprise - she had bought me a beautiful necklace and matching earings. since I havent had my right ear pierced she even went to the trouble of getting a conversion kit so I coud wear them. I love her so much.
At about 6.00PM I got changed into the purple dress, black stockings etc, ready for dinner at about 8.00 (room service). It was great as that dress shows cleavage brilliantly and with the necklace and earrings looked (to me) fabulous.
Anyway - this may seem unusual to many of you but I seem to have a self imposed time limit on my crossdressing, so by about 8.00PM I decided to change back into boring normal clothes and suprised my wife by saying we would go down to the restaurant (she readily agreed). It took me nearly 15 minutes to get the makup off as I couldnt get the eyeliner off, or the pink nail varnish out of my cuticles.
We went and had a drink in the bar and a great meal then went back to the room. I had only brought a nightie with me and so I wore that.
In the morniing - after breakfast I changed back to Eloise for a couple of hours (without makeup) until check out at 11.00am.
What a fantastic present and what a lucky person I am to have such an understanding wife.
Thanks for reading my story.