Ok so the other day I was the only one home and decided to go to the garage and retrieve my stash. The wife was shopping with her sister and would not be back until 5 or so. The kid was out doing what ever kids do. So I decided to go for it heels and stocking and pink panties black lace dress! You know what I mean the tramp outfit you have for special occasions. The one that makes you feel like you are actually a pretty girl or a tramp
So there I was in the middle of of the garage motley Crew on the radio and me in my fuck me heels and mini dress. I was in a groove dancing with Vince Neal and who opened the door but my wife.well she knows about and approved of the night gowns. But has no idea about the dresses and skirts or heels and panties. So I am busted I froze didn't know what to do about shit myself. She just looked at me and said come help me with the groceries. I began to remove the dress but she said oh no keep it on. I protested that the car was in the driveway and it was the middle of the day and the neighbors could see me. I was told to stop whining about it and get the stuff out of the car. She said it was no big deal you wear your night gown in the back yard Every morning. So what if they see you. AI relunctantly open the garage door and step out in to the driveway. Fortunately no neighbors were out so we moved the things into the house via the garage and put them away. After a quick inquiry about my wardrobe and how I came to possess it. Mostly purchased at the local Walmart or thrift store on my Sunday outings. Except for the heels size 11 they came from Nordstrom rack. A 4 inch heel black and glittery boot purchased on a pizza run one afternoon. She said that the dress was a bit on the small side. Well she is correct it is a girl's size 16 and stretching too it's limits. This is not the first time I have been worn female clothes in front of her but it is the first time I've been caught fully dressed.some times as A joke I will put on her lingerie before sex. But this time was different stone cold busted. I was going to have to explain to the woman I love that I have been doing this for years (age 9 is where it started). My mom innocently used me to size a dress for my sister by holding it in front of me. Then the next Sunday I was ( sick) and could not go to church. As soon as the car cleared the driveway I was in her room and putting the dress on. I will say that I don't know why I did it but it was a n amazing feeling. It was a yellow sun dress for Easter Sunday and I was first to wear it. I spent hours in the dress prancing around the house and pretending to be a girl. Since then I have been doing this as often as I can. I have a small stash of clothes hidden in the garage 4 pairs of shoes and 5 dresses 2 skirts and panties and stockings even a small purse. I have done the purging thing and always end up with more clothes. Lately I have gotten bolder when purchasing I have actually tried them on at the store before purchasing. Can't explain what it feels like to be doing it it's like the forbidden fruit even though it was in the dressing room and not actually in public. But the feeling of being in a dress has become a drug for me. I do it every chance I get just can't get over how I feel when in a dress.