Change in Therapy

  • Jan. 5, 2014, 10:14 p.m.
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My husband and I had a nice day together yesterday. We started with lovemaking. Then we spent the day in the park and hit several museums. For dinner, we took a ferry over to an island and had a nice romantic meal together.

After a waiter came and filled our waters, I saw my husband stare at his ass as he walked away. It wasn't just a quick glance, but a hardcore stare. I have always known he was bicurious, but had never seen him really show much sexual interest in random men.

I decided to be playful about it so I leaned close to him and whispered, "Did you think he was hot?"

He was embarrassed but he nodded. I told him I liked knowing he was attracted to men. He reminded me that he was attracted to me even as I become more and more masculine. I told him I appreciated that, but knew he would rather be with a beautiful woman. He shook his head and said that he actually prefers to be with a guy.

That surprised me. I told him I thought that bisexuality was just a curiosity for him. He was silent for a moment and then said he was pretty sure he was gay. I was shocked, but didn't want to seem like I was overreacting. So I just told him I thought it was good he was figuring that out about himself.

I think the fact that I didn't make a big deal out of it made him comfortable, because then he dropped something even more shocking. He said after watching me transition, he is very interested in the idea of cross dressing. He said he fantasizes about it a lot but is too embarrassed to actually go through with it. I told him if he wanted my help I would gladly encourage him to wear women's clothes, and he eager agreed to have me do so.

When we got home last night I pulled a bag of my old clothes out of the closet, feeling lucky that I hadn't yet donated them to goodwill, and pulled out pair of panties and some pink floral pajamas that I virtually never wore even when I was more feminine. I handed then to him and told him that would be what he wore to bed that night. He looked at it with a smile and then got dressed.

This morning when he got out of bed and walked around in his new pajamas, I admit I was excited to see him dressed like that. It was going to take a little bit to get used to my husband now being gay and cross dressing, but I had asked him to accept a big change about me, so I couldn't complain.


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