This is a rather long story but one with a great ending.
The Merck Manual is a very popular medical reference journal. My wife and I work together in the medical field and keep a copy handy. A few weeks back I looked up the reference on transvestite and among the description of cross-dressing men is the sentence "When their partner is not cooperative they may feel anxiety, depression, guilt and shame associated with the desire to cross-dress."
My wife has not seen me fully dressed for about 20 years. Very rarely she will see me in a nightie but that's about it. Our children are now all grown and living far from home. We have been married for 30 years and still have a very loving relationship and when I thought about the Merck reference I realised that it was my fault that we do not share my cross-dressing as I have been way too secretive about it.
I am constantly buying myself fancy dresses and last week bought a really gorgeous one for only £28.00 in a chain store (Matalan) plus matching shoes. I put it on a few times and felt wonderful in it, so much so I wanted to share it with someone. Online posts were not enough. Most of my dresses I always felt are either way too fancy or not fancy enough to wear in front of my wife but this dress was just right (As in Goldilocks and the porridge)
So last Thursday night I got the nerve to ask my wife if we could have a girl's night in, the following night Friday. She agreed readily. I had also bought a dress that was too small and too short for myself but would look great on her as she is a dress size smaller and much shorter than me. (I am small but she is petite).
So yesterday afternoon I prepared dinner in the slow cooker, put a couple of bottles of wine in the fridge and prepared the fire for lighting. When we finished work we went to put on our lingerie and make-up in different bedrooms. When she was ready my wife called me into her room. She had not seen either dress yet so I went into her room in my dressing gown and she had her eyes closed. I helped her into her dress which fitted perfectly and looked stunning on her. She really loved it; I was so happy. Then she went down stairs to put the final touches to dinner and light the fire, while I finished getting ready.
Around 7:00 pm I went into our dining room and then she walked in from the kitchen. It was so wonderful to see the look of delight on her face when she seen me. She thought I looked gorgeous (which I did) and loved my dress and shoes. We sat and ate dinner together and then moved to the living room for coffee and wine in front of the fire. We sat together all evening watching TV and complimenting each other on how pretty we looked. At one stage I admired an actress's dress on TV and my wife said she thought it would look nice on me. It was a magical night and we both had a wonderful evening and promised each other we would do it again some time soon. Finally around 1:00 am we changed into pretty nightdresses and went to bed in each others arms. Even today we are both glowing with the memory of last night.
I really think this is another great development in our loving relationship and I will work hard to maintain it.
Below are the photos of me in my dress (not from last night but I was dressed the same and we sat on this couch). Wouldn't anyone want to spend an evening with such a pretty girl?