Last week after nearly a year of living with us our granddaughter moved back to her mom's, at least on a trial basis. When she came my wife, who has been off and on again about my dressing put all my Sarah things in a trunk and put them in the storage shed. I did get out a few pairs of panties to wear after the granddaughter left but hadn't said anything to my wife about the rest of my things. Friday night when she was gathering things up to do some laundry my wife came to me carrying some of my panties. She asked me if they were mine of if it they were items our g/d had left behind. I told her they were mine and she said ok she thought so but thought she ought to check.
So Saturday afternoon it was time and I brought trunk in from the shed. I put it in the spare room and after I had my shower I put on panties and bra then started going through my things. There is a mole skin skirt I bought last year and fell in love with so I put that on and the top the I got to go with it, putting my forms in first. It felt really wonderful to be dressed up. While I was sorting through things I had put a couple of my nightgowns out on the bed. My wife came in to see what I was up to and it was just ah ok and she picked up my nightgowns as she left and later on I found them in my drawer in our bedroom.
Some of my makeup I'm afraid didn't fair to well in storage but I am not going to worry about that for awhile. I rarely put makeup on around the house because it seems like I have to rush to remove it because something came up. It was a great feeling to dressed, to feel the snugness of the bra around me and the caress of the skirt on my legs. I slept in a nightie Saturday night and then Sunday after I got home from taking care of some things I spent the rest of the day in a dress. It feels really good and freeing to be able to do this. Sunday was just like any other day except I was dressed and for a change I was wearing a bra and my wife wasn't.
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