Caught Cross-dressing by my wife

Caught Cross-dressing by my wifeCaught Cross-dressing by my wifeCaught cross-dressing by my wifeI have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was home from a trip early and found my wife was doing the laundry. There on the top of the pile were her pink knickers. I remembered I loved the feel of silk on my body. She left the room and I picked them up and I was running my hand across them and soon I was feeling and rubbing my cock which quickly became erect. All too soon I was shooting the results of my rubbing into my pants… a nice warm sticky mess… well I tossed her knickers back on top of the laundry pile and went to change my very wet underwear! It was a couple weeks later that I needed to go out of town for the night to visit a customer. As I was packing I took a pair of her knickers out of her drawer and took them with me. While on my trip I wore them the entire time and spend very enjoyable evenings feeling myself and cumming in them. As other trips came up manisa escort I went back to my box in the basement and took more and more of my special clothes with me. I was soon dressing up and finding new spots to go to and have fun at… bars where I was having drinks bought for me and hands trying to get under my skirt and, well, I’ll come back to that a bit later…. I was careful to have two bags one normal and one special.As usual when I arrived home I would put my special bag in the garage and leave my normal bag in the kitchen. She would empty it and do the laundry and that would be it. It was several days later that when I went to get fresh pair of under ware it was when I opened my drawer that there on top of my white boxers was a pair of her panties. It was the same pair that I was wearing a couple days ago. I was wondering if maybe it was a mistake or something. She said nothing. On my next trip it was normal. I checked my bag and made sure there were only guy’s clothes in it. Again several days later, when I opened my drawer there maraş escort I saw several pairs of new panties. A thong, briefs and a low cut boy shorts. I knew something was up now. But what, I had no clue. It was a couple weeks later when I found out I needed to go out of town that night that I asked her to pack a bag for me. I arrived home and she was out and there sat my bag. I grabbed it and off I went. At the hotel it was when I opened the bag there on top was a pair of white and pink knickers with a candy kiss taped on them. I now knew it was known to her what I was doing. I wore the knickers all during my trip and enjoyed them a lot. I did not think of whom or what or why, just enjoyed. On my return my wife had made a few comments that could have been taken several ways. I choose the way that I understood them. It got to be a regular thing for her to pack my suit case. Several trips later it was a camisole then a bra. The time seemed to fly by at a fast pace. It has been two years since the first pair showed up and this last trip the escort bayan case carried a dress and makeup and heels. The problem that I was having was that it not only made me feel good but, I looked good also. Under the wife’s idea we joined a gym in order to keep fit and healthy. I also started eating differently/healthier.After several months, I knew the diet and gym visits where doing their job. My normal clothes seemed tighter in places and loose in others. I did not think about it. The only thing that perplexed me was that in tight t-shirts, it looked like I had boobs… or was that just wishful thinking. My waist had gotten smaller and my skin was softer and my body hair was thinner. I just figured that with the diet and vitamins that it was just a nice side effect. My wife had convinced me to let my hair grow and in the sales position I held it did not matter. I was reluctant when she wanted to have both my ears pierced. One had always been pierced since I was a teenager. Now it was both. My wife set up a much deserved vacation for us. It was going to be a month long. If we needed and desired more time, she had included a 2 week extension to the trip. She set up a nice private vacation resort. It was located on a white sands Mexico beach area. She packed the clothes and we were off for much needed rest and relaxation.