I love to start threads with misleading titles!
Two cool things happened last night.
DearSweetWife has been taking our dog for a nightly walk at the edge of the woods behind the school for several weeks now - It has done them both a lot of good. I was sitting in the family room dressed in a raspberry gauze smock-top strapless dress (looking quit nice, if I do say so myself) and she invited me along. I assumed that she meant that I should change into guy mode, and said that it seemed like too much trouble (it was really hot and sticky) to get all changed.
She said, "Come on - it's dark out and nobody will be there - but that dress might be a little much if someone should see us from a distance"
So I ran up, slipped off the dress, put on a pair of white jean capris that we bought to share (how cool is that?) and a couple of cotton cami-tanktops (I still like the layered look). A pair of socklets(with a pink ball) and my girl sneakers and I was ready to go...
She was right - there was nobody within a half mile of us and we just walked, chatting about this and that for a couple of miles (back and foth a few times)
Then I noticed the second cool thing of the night - My shadow on the ground from the distant street lights was absolutely girl-shaped. The jeans are curvy-cut and I wore my hip-tushie padding and the distorted perspective of the shadow (bottom is close, top is stretched away into the distant) produced the distinct shape of FEMALE. There was really no difference between my shadow and DSW's. As soon as I saw it, I relaxed a little and tried to work on my girl walk and it showed in the shadow. Then I reached up and took the clip out of my hair and shook it out down past my shoulders, fluffy, curly, and frizzy from the hot, humid night. Wow! the shadow was HOT!
I think DSW noticed something too - she really seemed to be chatting and acting as though I was a really close female friend. It was wonderful.
We got home and stripped down - she to nothing and me to my panties and thin cotton bra (I didn't want the boys to come out, nor the girls to float away.) and into the pool. Of course when we got out, the bra was transparent and clearly show the nipples and aurioles of my forms. In the past she has been obviously uncomfortable about such displays of realism, but she commented with a smile that the water was a little cold.
We dried off and went upstairs and put on matching pink cotton nighties ( I had bought her the second one not realizing it was the same as the first). With the window fan on high and just a sheet over us, we sat up in bed reading girl-books (I just started an Amy Tan) until we drifted off to sleep.
It was a delightful evening!
-jj
