Cassia-Marie
12-06-2008, 04:13 PM
Some of you know that I'm pretty far in the back of the closet to my wife. It's been causing me a great deal of stress knowing that I need to tell her but really fearing that it'll totally destroy our lives together. So, having said that, I realize this is going to sound like one of those Penthouse Forums letters that always seem to begin with something like "I never thought this would happen to me" BUT...
I never thought this would happen to me! My wife and I went to my company's Christmas Party (yes, we have the guts to actually call it a "Christmas Party") and got a little tipsy. On the way home we talked about one of my co-workers. She brought her girlfriend to the party and my wife was curious why she didn't bring a date. I explained that she did! Anyway, my wife and she were talking at the party and my co-worker told her that she had gone to the gun range with me to shoot pistols and how awesome she thought I was. This evidently made my wife feel a little threatened and I had to do a lot of reassuring that I wasn't interested in my co-worker and that I was 100% sure she wasn't interested in men, much less me. My wife said something like "Well, you just never know."
I told her that's true but, for that matter, she just never knows about her best friend (a GG); maybe I should be concerned that she's a lesbian and will try and hit on her. My wife kind of giggled a little and didn't say anything more about it. After a little silence, I told her that when we got home, I'd be her "lesbian." She blushed and changed the topic.
When we got home, she was getting undressed and I told her how much I loved the way she looked in her bra and panties. She took the bra off and handed it to me and said "Here, maybe you'll look good in it." I was floored! She got into the shower and I got into bed and put on her bra (which was horribly tight - she's a 34B and I'm a 38C or, rather, will be when my breast forms arrive next week).
She got out of the shower crawled into bed with me and told me how sexy I looked. Talk about a rush! Afterwards (if you know what I mean), she unhooked her bra and put it away. I asked her if I stretched it out and she told me that it'd survive. I told her it was way too tight and she told me I'd have to get one of my own. At this point I'm wondering if I'm going to wake up and realize this had all been a dream. I asked her what size she thought I was and she guessed about a 36. I told her that I thought it was bigger than that so she went and got a fabric tape and measured me. I seriously couldn't believe this was going on! I measured 36 around the chest under my pecs, just as she had guessed, but I explained that, as far as I knew, you're supposed to add 4 inches if it's an even number and 5 inches if it's an odd measurement. She looked at me with a bit of a puzzled look and I told her that I didn't remember how I knew that, I just did. So she asked me to measure her and we figured out that her bra size is actually a 36B (she measured 31 inches for the band size) but she refused to believe that's the case (I think she just wants to wear a smaller number so she feels smaller).
I decided not to press ahead too far and risk screwing up a good thing so I just told her that what we had just done was perhaps the sexiest thing I'd ever done with anyone. Then I thanked her a few more times and we went to sleep.
This morning she asked me if I remembered last night or was I too drunk. I told her that I wasn't drunk and that I thought it was one of the best nights we've ever had. She said "You don't think that was a little weird?" I told her that I didn't think it was at all and if we both enjoyed it (and I certainly did!), then there's no problem. I told her that we've been married for over 10 years and that I thought it was great that we can play around like that and keep things fresh and exciting and that if she ever wanted to do that again, I'll be more than happy to. Besides, I told her, we both agreed that I looked pretty sexy in her bra. She agreed again and said we just need to get the right size for me.
So we'll see how far I can press ahead now. I know it's kind of sneaky of me to approach it this way with her but the opportunity presented itself and I wasn't about to let it get away from me. I haven't dressed en femme at all since we got married 10 years ago and it's only been within the past 2 years that I've really started to miss it. This may be a door opening for me to tell her how I used to dress before we got married and how I'd like to dress now from time-to-time. I'm going to move very slowly and carefully but she's amazingly more open to it than I had originally feared.
I'll keep you posted!
Kisses,
Cassia-Marie
I never thought this would happen to me! My wife and I went to my company's Christmas Party (yes, we have the guts to actually call it a "Christmas Party") and got a little tipsy. On the way home we talked about one of my co-workers. She brought her girlfriend to the party and my wife was curious why she didn't bring a date. I explained that she did! Anyway, my wife and she were talking at the party and my co-worker told her that she had gone to the gun range with me to shoot pistols and how awesome she thought I was. This evidently made my wife feel a little threatened and I had to do a lot of reassuring that I wasn't interested in my co-worker and that I was 100% sure she wasn't interested in men, much less me. My wife said something like "Well, you just never know."
I told her that's true but, for that matter, she just never knows about her best friend (a GG); maybe I should be concerned that she's a lesbian and will try and hit on her. My wife kind of giggled a little and didn't say anything more about it. After a little silence, I told her that when we got home, I'd be her "lesbian." She blushed and changed the topic.
When we got home, she was getting undressed and I told her how much I loved the way she looked in her bra and panties. She took the bra off and handed it to me and said "Here, maybe you'll look good in it." I was floored! She got into the shower and I got into bed and put on her bra (which was horribly tight - she's a 34B and I'm a 38C or, rather, will be when my breast forms arrive next week).
She got out of the shower crawled into bed with me and told me how sexy I looked. Talk about a rush! Afterwards (if you know what I mean), she unhooked her bra and put it away. I asked her if I stretched it out and she told me that it'd survive. I told her it was way too tight and she told me I'd have to get one of my own. At this point I'm wondering if I'm going to wake up and realize this had all been a dream. I asked her what size she thought I was and she guessed about a 36. I told her that I thought it was bigger than that so she went and got a fabric tape and measured me. I seriously couldn't believe this was going on! I measured 36 around the chest under my pecs, just as she had guessed, but I explained that, as far as I knew, you're supposed to add 4 inches if it's an even number and 5 inches if it's an odd measurement. She looked at me with a bit of a puzzled look and I told her that I didn't remember how I knew that, I just did. So she asked me to measure her and we figured out that her bra size is actually a 36B (she measured 31 inches for the band size) but she refused to believe that's the case (I think she just wants to wear a smaller number so she feels smaller).
I decided not to press ahead too far and risk screwing up a good thing so I just told her that what we had just done was perhaps the sexiest thing I'd ever done with anyone. Then I thanked her a few more times and we went to sleep.
This morning she asked me if I remembered last night or was I too drunk. I told her that I wasn't drunk and that I thought it was one of the best nights we've ever had. She said "You don't think that was a little weird?" I told her that I didn't think it was at all and if we both enjoyed it (and I certainly did!), then there's no problem. I told her that we've been married for over 10 years and that I thought it was great that we can play around like that and keep things fresh and exciting and that if she ever wanted to do that again, I'll be more than happy to. Besides, I told her, we both agreed that I looked pretty sexy in her bra. She agreed again and said we just need to get the right size for me.
So we'll see how far I can press ahead now. I know it's kind of sneaky of me to approach it this way with her but the opportunity presented itself and I wasn't about to let it get away from me. I haven't dressed en femme at all since we got married 10 years ago and it's only been within the past 2 years that I've really started to miss it. This may be a door opening for me to tell her how I used to dress before we got married and how I'd like to dress now from time-to-time. I'm going to move very slowly and carefully but she's amazingly more open to it than I had originally feared.
I'll keep you posted!
Kisses,
Cassia-Marie