It has been a much faster journey than I would have ever predicted; but, my wife is quite accepting of my dressing. When I'm under dressed, including bras and forms, she has no issues with tight embraces and deep kisses. I ALWAYS tell her how much I love her and how lucky I am to have her as my wife. Those are not just platitudes. They are statements from my heart. I believe she has discovered when I am fully dressed (nighties or dresses) I will do her beckoning without question. After dinner tonight, I walked the dog. After that jaunt, I vanished to my bathroom and the spare bedroom. When I reemerged I was wearing my silk reflections thigh highs, my black dress, black bra, and forms. I sat in my recliner and we continued watching TV. About 8:45 this evening she casually said she'd like some popcorn. We buy the mini bags of it. I immediately responded that I'd be happy to microwave it for her. So, while she's relaxing on the couch (she lays down and is on her laptop in the evenings) I head off to the kitchen to get her popcorn going. When I returned with it, I gave it to her, leaned over her with my breasts (okay, just breast forms) hanging over her, and got a nice kiss as my reward for serving her. I believe she is realizing her wonderful acceptance has its benefits as I will do anything she asks of me. This week she had me cheerfully paint her sewing room (one of our 2 spare bedrooms). Naturally I was wearing thigh highs, bra, and breast forms under my painting clothes.
I cannot begin to express how much more comfortable I am sitting here in my dress, bra, and stockings than I was at 6 p.m. still in my slacks and golf shirt. It really is a whole different world of comfort.