Tammy M_
Winds of Change
Sunday night in the Little house.
For those of you who might be interested, Saturday was a most interesting night around here. My wife had planned all week to go off to visit family Saturday night, but when the weekend came she postponed the trip until Sunday. I told her I would be dressing anyway in my little guest house She agreed, but I compromised and agreed to change back to my drab self at 9:30 so we could watch some shows together.
I got in and started dressing after 5 and in about 30 minutes I heard my wife knocking on the locked door. Now I am in the bathroom applying my makeup and dressed in only panties, hose and some flats. It seems we were having a bad storm, potential tornado (nothing came of it here) and she was scared. So I threw on my jeans and reluctantly let her in. There I am 3/4 of the way made up, my bare feet showing my painted toenails that she had only recently seen for the first time. She had never seen Tammy and now there she was behind the scenes seeing me half dressed, not how I would have wanted to present myself to her.
What she needed now was a cigarette to calm her nerves and this is the only place we allow smoking so I went back in the bathroom to finish my makeup while she smoked at the bar. Nervous would best describe my mood at this point, as all my locking footlockers with all my Tammy things were open and about.
When I came out and started putting my makeup away she commented that I have more products than her (and I do). She also told me the footlockers were a good place to keep my things. I told her it was a little messy in there and I would prefer a closet. The storm had about passed and she was ready to go back to the house, I did throw on some hair so that I looked better but she did not want to see that. She had now seen me in full makeup (although lighter, more of a day look than I have in the pic here) and I wanted her to see the full deal.
Although she turned away and did not get a good look at me with a wig on (she has only seen a couple pics), she was in a good mood and I took that as a positive indication that maybe she is moving toward acceptance. A little later I heard her outside fixing the wind chimes and I opened the door and she saw me fully dressed for the first time. It was an awkward moment and I waved and shut the door but still she seemed in good spirits.
As my "Tammy time" wore down and 9:30 approached I had put most everything up but was still dressed (same outfit and hair as this pic but with flats instead of heels) I was ready for anything from her. This is a woman that will let you know if something is wrong, if something is bothering her. 9:20 gets here and she comes in, the door is not locked now. All I think is that she was curious and wanted to see Tammy again, but why else she came early I do not know. She did want/expect me to change back to drab then and I did, but she was treated to one more look although she sorta avoided me till I was changed. Key here was that we had a good time the rest of the night and we seem closer than we have been in a long time. I know this is hard for her, but since our marriage now is one of friendship and not intimacy she seems to be dealing with my feminine self much better than I ever expected. I told her about Tammy last October and I do not know where this will lead us, but I will say today that I am glad I did tell her and if things change I feel it will be for the better.
Winds of Change
Sunday night in the Little house.
For those of you who might be interested, Saturday was a most interesting night around here. My wife had planned all week to go off to visit family Saturday night, but when the weekend came she postponed the trip until Sunday. I told her I would be dressing anyway in my little guest house She agreed, but I compromised and agreed to change back to my drab self at 9:30 so we could watch some shows together.
I got in and started dressing after 5 and in about 30 minutes I heard my wife knocking on the locked door. Now I am in the bathroom applying my makeup and dressed in only panties, hose and some flats. It seems we were having a bad storm, potential tornado (nothing came of it here) and she was scared. So I threw on my jeans and reluctantly let her in. There I am 3/4 of the way made up, my bare feet showing my painted toenails that she had only recently seen for the first time. She had never seen Tammy and now there she was behind the scenes seeing me half dressed, not how I would have wanted to present myself to her.
What she needed now was a cigarette to calm her nerves and this is the only place we allow smoking so I went back in the bathroom to finish my makeup while she smoked at the bar. Nervous would best describe my mood at this point, as all my locking footlockers with all my Tammy things were open and about.
When I came out and started putting my makeup away she commented that I have more products than her (and I do). She also told me the footlockers were a good place to keep my things. I told her it was a little messy in there and I would prefer a closet. The storm had about passed and she was ready to go back to the house, I did throw on some hair so that I looked better but she did not want to see that. She had now seen me in full makeup (although lighter, more of a day look than I have in the pic here) and I wanted her to see the full deal.
Although she turned away and did not get a good look at me with a wig on (she has only seen a couple pics), she was in a good mood and I took that as a positive indication that maybe she is moving toward acceptance. A little later I heard her outside fixing the wind chimes and I opened the door and she saw me fully dressed for the first time. It was an awkward moment and I waved and shut the door but still she seemed in good spirits.
As my "Tammy time" wore down and 9:30 approached I had put most everything up but was still dressed (same outfit and hair as this pic but with flats instead of heels) I was ready for anything from her. This is a woman that will let you know if something is wrong, if something is bothering her. 9:20 gets here and she comes in, the door is not locked now. All I think is that she was curious and wanted to see Tammy again, but why else she came early I do not know. She did want/expect me to change back to drab then and I did, but she was treated to one more look although she sorta avoided me till I was changed. Key here was that we had a good time the rest of the night and we seem closer than we have been in a long time. I know this is hard for her, but since our marriage now is one of friendship and not intimacy she seems to be dealing with my feminine self much better than I ever expected. I told her about Tammy last October and I do not know where this will lead us, but I will say today that I am glad I did tell her and if things change I feel it will be for the better.