Verona
11-12-2024, 05:07 AM
Hi girls,
A few days have passed since we returned home from our second visit to the trans support group meeting.
Here is how it went.
The day finally arrived, my case had been packed several days prior, 5 wigs, several dresses, 3 skirts, 6 tops, 5 pairs of shoes. Makeup, perfume, hip pads, nail varnish, the works.
Although I already knew what outfit I was going to wear. I still took reserves. Totally unnecessary but totally reasonable. lol.
Car packed, sat nav on, wife comfy all ready for the 2 hour drive.
The journey was quite uneventful, not much traffic, had time to do a pit stop at Macdonalds,
Arrived at the hotel at 3pm. Checked in, was happy to have been given the same room as previous, this helped calm my nerves as I was familiar with the distance to the venue room and bar etc.
once inside the room, we unpacked, my wife just had a small hold-all, she confidently knew what she was wearing. The roles had been reversed it seemed lol.
My 22kg suitcase had everything but the kitchen sink inside, my wife took up one hanger in the wardrobe, I took the rest. A refreshing change. But totally unnecessary as I already knew what I was wearing that evening, it was a white flowing dress with red floral print, cut diagonal at the bottom from just above my left knee to my right ankle, it gave me a beautiful hour glass shape and the material was heavy and sat perfectly. My shoes were a beige 4 inch wedge heeled sandal with open toe revealing my burgundy painted toes. Nude stockings gave my smooth legs a soft shimmer.
After unpacking, I sat on the bed and the nerves kicked in, that is when I sent out the SOS. It was 3:30pm, 3 and a half hours until the event began.
At that moment I really did not want to go through with it. I felt silly, weird and out of place, emotions running through my body doubting myself, questioning myself. I looked at my wife and said babe, I do not think I want to do this. She did not hesitate, stood up and said come on, let?s go to the bar and have a bottle of wine, she knew that me sitting there with nothing to do would have me questioning myself.
We spent an hour in the bar and chilled, people watching, wondering if any of the people around us were attending that evening. It passed the time away.
We took our wine back to our room, I ran the bath, my wife opened some champagne. I relaxed and had a nice soak. Once out of bath it was 5:30pm and had only 1hour to get ready.
I painted my toes, applied my makeup, glued my nails on, bra, forms, padded butt pants, hold up stockings, eye lashes, long brown curly wig, earrings, necklace, watch and pearl bracelets completed my look.
Slipped on my dress, shoes on, sip of champagne and a spray of perfume, I was ready.
Stood by the door ready to open it, I was finding silly excuse to not open the door, just checking my hand bag (purse), did I turn the heating down, make sure I have put my wallet in my drawer. My wife stood waiting for me, you look great babe she said, you look so good, stop overthinking and just open the door.
With that I opened the door, stepped outside on to the short corridor leading to the next door that entered the main corridor, I opened the door, as my wife walked through I heard male voices, I panicked turned around and was about to walk back towards our room when I realised I had left my wife in the corridor, I pulled up my big girl pants and opened the door. My wife waiting several yards down the corridor, I looked at her and she smiled, I looked behind me and the voices were two staff members chatting whilst sorting out a serving trolley. Phew. Only a few more yards to walk. The venue room is directly opposite the bar, the bar door was open and I could hear conversations taking place, as I approached I looked to my left and several people were stood at the bar just going about their evening. Nothing to worry about, my heart was racing, but I felt a calm come over me as I opened the door to the venue and instantly felt at ease as I was greeted by the hosts. We chatted as we paid our members fee and was warmly welcomed back.
We sat down at the second table that was empty, we were a little early so only a handful of people were on the next table. The theme was pre xmas party so everyone looked amazing and the night was filled with disco music, dancing (my first time) and laughter as we made new friends.
Within 1 hour of arriving there were 4 large round tables full with guests. The music was playing, lots of people made an effort to come and chat with us, it was so nice, my wife asked the ladies at our table to get up and dance as the music started to flow. We all danced and felt soooo good to laugh and dance although I almost fell off my platform shoes on two occasions, trapped by the music, in full flow, dancing like I have never danced before.
As the evening neared I plucked up the courage to go to the bar for a bottle of Moet, the night felt special so deserved a special fizz. I entered the bar and stood next to two ladies who were ordering martini cocktails, they both said hello which gave me the confidence to talk to them about the cocktails and that they should be served in martini glasses, they agreed but as it was late and a little intoxicated they didn?t care. We chatted and joked for a few minutes whilst I was being serve, I did notice 3 guys sat down and one lad nudged his mate and nodded in my direction for them to take a look. Whilst keeping one eye on them and confidently chatting to girls next to me I did my best to confidently ignore them. They soon lost interest in looking over at me as their attention was diverted by a young bar girl walking past.
I took my bottle of champagne and headed back to the venue, we shared a glass with our table and wished everyone a merry Christmas.
We headed back to our room after a visit to the ladies loo. Confidently walking past other couples, guys and staff, saying goodnight to most as we headed back to our room.
The next morning we headed down for breakfast.
I still was wearing my nails and was underdressed with my hip pads, butt enhancer, stockings and padded bra. A got the occasional glance at my nails as I was eating from other women in the room, nothing cynical, just gentle glimpses followed by a knowing look.
After breakfast we said hello to some of the girls from the event at another table as we were leaving the dining room.
We packed and left the hotel. I found a quiet spot where I could change from male clothes to a denim skirt and ankle boots for the 2 hour drive home,
Nude stockings, denim skirt, brown cow girl style ankle boots, false nails and padded bra under my t shirt was the look.
I found a drive through Starbucks and decided to grab a coffee for the drive. At the serving window I help my card out to pay, revealing my square tipped unpainted nails to the young girl serving, again she gazed at my nails as I tapped the card and looked back at me with a lovely knowing smile, when she returned with my drinks she gave me the biggest (accepting) smile ever and wished me a good day.
That smile and eye to eye exchange felt warm and magical. I drive home singing to the radio and with a glowing heart filled with love and happiness. Xxx
Thank you all for the encouragement and support. I love you all x
P.S. my wife is amazing, I am so lucky to have such a wonderful, caring and loving wife. I love her so much.
She is hot too. Xxx
A few days have passed since we returned home from our second visit to the trans support group meeting.
Here is how it went.
The day finally arrived, my case had been packed several days prior, 5 wigs, several dresses, 3 skirts, 6 tops, 5 pairs of shoes. Makeup, perfume, hip pads, nail varnish, the works.
Although I already knew what outfit I was going to wear. I still took reserves. Totally unnecessary but totally reasonable. lol.
Car packed, sat nav on, wife comfy all ready for the 2 hour drive.
The journey was quite uneventful, not much traffic, had time to do a pit stop at Macdonalds,
Arrived at the hotel at 3pm. Checked in, was happy to have been given the same room as previous, this helped calm my nerves as I was familiar with the distance to the venue room and bar etc.
once inside the room, we unpacked, my wife just had a small hold-all, she confidently knew what she was wearing. The roles had been reversed it seemed lol.
My 22kg suitcase had everything but the kitchen sink inside, my wife took up one hanger in the wardrobe, I took the rest. A refreshing change. But totally unnecessary as I already knew what I was wearing that evening, it was a white flowing dress with red floral print, cut diagonal at the bottom from just above my left knee to my right ankle, it gave me a beautiful hour glass shape and the material was heavy and sat perfectly. My shoes were a beige 4 inch wedge heeled sandal with open toe revealing my burgundy painted toes. Nude stockings gave my smooth legs a soft shimmer.
After unpacking, I sat on the bed and the nerves kicked in, that is when I sent out the SOS. It was 3:30pm, 3 and a half hours until the event began.
At that moment I really did not want to go through with it. I felt silly, weird and out of place, emotions running through my body doubting myself, questioning myself. I looked at my wife and said babe, I do not think I want to do this. She did not hesitate, stood up and said come on, let?s go to the bar and have a bottle of wine, she knew that me sitting there with nothing to do would have me questioning myself.
We spent an hour in the bar and chilled, people watching, wondering if any of the people around us were attending that evening. It passed the time away.
We took our wine back to our room, I ran the bath, my wife opened some champagne. I relaxed and had a nice soak. Once out of bath it was 5:30pm and had only 1hour to get ready.
I painted my toes, applied my makeup, glued my nails on, bra, forms, padded butt pants, hold up stockings, eye lashes, long brown curly wig, earrings, necklace, watch and pearl bracelets completed my look.
Slipped on my dress, shoes on, sip of champagne and a spray of perfume, I was ready.
Stood by the door ready to open it, I was finding silly excuse to not open the door, just checking my hand bag (purse), did I turn the heating down, make sure I have put my wallet in my drawer. My wife stood waiting for me, you look great babe she said, you look so good, stop overthinking and just open the door.
With that I opened the door, stepped outside on to the short corridor leading to the next door that entered the main corridor, I opened the door, as my wife walked through I heard male voices, I panicked turned around and was about to walk back towards our room when I realised I had left my wife in the corridor, I pulled up my big girl pants and opened the door. My wife waiting several yards down the corridor, I looked at her and she smiled, I looked behind me and the voices were two staff members chatting whilst sorting out a serving trolley. Phew. Only a few more yards to walk. The venue room is directly opposite the bar, the bar door was open and I could hear conversations taking place, as I approached I looked to my left and several people were stood at the bar just going about their evening. Nothing to worry about, my heart was racing, but I felt a calm come over me as I opened the door to the venue and instantly felt at ease as I was greeted by the hosts. We chatted as we paid our members fee and was warmly welcomed back.
We sat down at the second table that was empty, we were a little early so only a handful of people were on the next table. The theme was pre xmas party so everyone looked amazing and the night was filled with disco music, dancing (my first time) and laughter as we made new friends.
Within 1 hour of arriving there were 4 large round tables full with guests. The music was playing, lots of people made an effort to come and chat with us, it was so nice, my wife asked the ladies at our table to get up and dance as the music started to flow. We all danced and felt soooo good to laugh and dance although I almost fell off my platform shoes on two occasions, trapped by the music, in full flow, dancing like I have never danced before.
As the evening neared I plucked up the courage to go to the bar for a bottle of Moet, the night felt special so deserved a special fizz. I entered the bar and stood next to two ladies who were ordering martini cocktails, they both said hello which gave me the confidence to talk to them about the cocktails and that they should be served in martini glasses, they agreed but as it was late and a little intoxicated they didn?t care. We chatted and joked for a few minutes whilst I was being serve, I did notice 3 guys sat down and one lad nudged his mate and nodded in my direction for them to take a look. Whilst keeping one eye on them and confidently chatting to girls next to me I did my best to confidently ignore them. They soon lost interest in looking over at me as their attention was diverted by a young bar girl walking past.
I took my bottle of champagne and headed back to the venue, we shared a glass with our table and wished everyone a merry Christmas.
We headed back to our room after a visit to the ladies loo. Confidently walking past other couples, guys and staff, saying goodnight to most as we headed back to our room.
The next morning we headed down for breakfast.
I still was wearing my nails and was underdressed with my hip pads, butt enhancer, stockings and padded bra. A got the occasional glance at my nails as I was eating from other women in the room, nothing cynical, just gentle glimpses followed by a knowing look.
After breakfast we said hello to some of the girls from the event at another table as we were leaving the dining room.
We packed and left the hotel. I found a quiet spot where I could change from male clothes to a denim skirt and ankle boots for the 2 hour drive home,
Nude stockings, denim skirt, brown cow girl style ankle boots, false nails and padded bra under my t shirt was the look.
I found a drive through Starbucks and decided to grab a coffee for the drive. At the serving window I help my card out to pay, revealing my square tipped unpainted nails to the young girl serving, again she gazed at my nails as I tapped the card and looked back at me with a lovely knowing smile, when she returned with my drinks she gave me the biggest (accepting) smile ever and wished me a good day.
That smile and eye to eye exchange felt warm and magical. I drive home singing to the radio and with a glowing heart filled with love and happiness. Xxx
Thank you all for the encouragement and support. I love you all x
P.S. my wife is amazing, I am so lucky to have such a wonderful, caring and loving wife. I love her so much.
She is hot too. Xxx