Seventeen years ago I had the talk with my wife. Didn?t go well. She asked if I wanted to go out in public, I said no. But that I would like to dress in front of her and she said no, and said she would have to evaluate our relationship. Nothing happened. She never even brought up the conversation the next day, or through the years. I would have loved her to say...hey honey, remember the day you told me you like to dress as a woman? Do you still want to? Do you do so? .. nada, nothing. I continued to dress in private and on business trips. Over the years she makes her comments from time to time which led me to believe that she is oh very aware of the conversation and my ?needs?. I never had the courage to re-approach her.. even as I am close to retirement and kids out of the house. It would be great to dress in front of her at least once a week. I resigned myself to the fact it will never happen. I am at peace doing what I do, and if she ever discovers my stash, then oh well. (Although I think she is aware of the leggings stashed in my sock drawer - as one of my kids needed to borrow socks once and I ran to get them. She was like... why are you running? What?s Hiding in your sock drawer?). There is zero chance she didn?t investigate that sock drawer herself to find out lol.
We all know we can never give up this part of ourselves, and as we grow older, the urge seems to grow stronger.
