She looked back and said what? I replied look at me I'm wearing make up. God bless her she said yeah I can see that, so what? and gave me a huge hug and we kissed. By then I was tearing up and trying to explain why I do this. About 10 minutes later and run mascara she said in all honesty You're not going to divorce me and move in with a guy? I said no I'm not gay and she was stuck with me. She breathed a huge sigh of relief and said oh good, I was worried about that. She than said is that why you grow your hair out and keep your nails long and shaped? I said yeah. She smiled and said take your make up off I don't want make up on my clean pillow case and come to bed you can put your nails to good use and give me back scratches.
Thinking it had been some crazy dream I walked into the living room the following morning and she was on the net. she spun her laptop round and said what do you think of this dress? I think it would look good on you...we also need to get you some undies and sorry honey but your boobs have shrunk since you lost weight you'll never pass up top without some help.
While we were browsing for femme clothes for me she asked a few questions like How long? Are you a cross dresser or do you consider yourself transgender? Was there any special jewellery she could make for me? Am I going to get my ears pierced? etc etc I did get told off because when we were dating I had a full femme wardrobe and tossed it all before she came round to my place. She said that was stupid and a waste.
Good gentle ladies of the forum, my name is Michelle....and I'm well and truly OUT OF THE CLOSET.
God bless your wife! I am so happy for you. 
Some of us weren't that lucky.
