More Acceptance

Recently my wife was working at night.  She was not sure when she would be home.  After I put the kids to bed, I had been still feeling the pull of the light cross-dressing I engage in from time to time.  Either wearing some women's clothing or in this case, I decided to paint my toes.

I was upstairs on our bed painting them a nice pink color.  I was almost done with one foot when I heard her walk through the door.  Now, despite her knowledge that I do these things and the fact that my underwear drawer is half boxer, 1/4 thongs and 1/4 other panties which is fully within her knowledge, I always still get apprehensive.  I wonder if she's going to react negatively.  I immediately felt a pang of regret and wondered if I could hide the "evidence."  I immediately realized that would be futile because my toes were still wet and because the smell of polish is so pungent and unmistakable.

So, I sat and continued to polish as she walked in.  We made small talk for a bit and she wasn't even mentioning what I was doing.  I feared she was just going to ignore the so called elephant in the room, but as she was taking off her work clothes and changing, she said "you're doing them pink?  They look nice."  And that was that.  That simple comment made me feel very good.  We went about the rest of the night like we normally would.

Later that week, I was scheduled to go to a party that I thought was something like a jumpy house for the kids.  One that I would be required to be in the jumpy house, with my shoes off.  About 3-4 hours before the party, she reminded me about the party.  Without talking to her about the party, I ended up going to the bathroom to remove the polish.  I figured with my shoes off, I didn't want to take any chances with my socks getting pulled off or anything like that.  No need to embarrass myself or deal with kids in that manner.

Before the party started, she came down from the bathroom and asked why I took the polish off.  She had seen the pads with pink on it in the garbage can.  I explained my concern and she said "Oh, that's too bad.  It's not that kind of a party.  I wish you had asked me.  You had done such a good job and they looked great."  And that made me feel even better!  She is great.