Well I have been in my new apt since Dec 1st. Since my wife asked me for a divorce, not related to TG stuff, other issues completely. But anyway, she has been over numerous times and we hang out, eat dinner, watch tv etc. Other things have gotten interesting too.

So to the point... she was out shopping tonight for Xmas and I get a call. We are talking about what she got the kids and she goes "I am turning onto your road. I need to use the bathroom" Well I amlost died. I was in a skirt, Knee highs, my boots and a sweater. Nice outfit if I do say so myself. I was conteplating my makeup thankfully I did not do it. I ran SO fast to my Room to put on my Jeans and tee shirt. I tossed everything under the bed. Then she knocked as I was buckling my belt. Close call, glad I did not let her have a key. yea. real odd feeling I had. I was just like wow that was close.

Anyone else have a similar story, Please do share.

My ex almost caught me a couple of times in HER nightgown.  It was in the later part of our dying marriage.  She would get drunk and leave the house to go to a bar.  We were not sleeping together, so I would go to bed in her nightgown.

She would come home early, so I would have to strip off the gown and sure enough she would come in the bedroom to continue the fight. 

She would do this regularly.  And she would always tell me to leave her stuff alone. 



Hugs and Love
Janet

TQ - I have nothing similar to share, but that's a funny story  Glad you didn't get busted.

Did I mention that I was in 2.5 inch ankle boots and tried to stop on a linoleum floor? yea not pretty almost took a header into the wall. oh wait i did hit the wall as i slid across the floor.

You know getting busted may have been a good way of telling her. /shrug

Yea it was funny. Awkward but funny.

ahh your getting divorced i would have said sorry got company lol
jessica

I had a few times like that when I was a closeted cross-dresser.  My wife knew, so that wasn't a problem.  It was others coming to the door. 

Actually, it was that kind of experience that made me decide to open up to my friends and just tell them about my cross-dressing, but somehow I never stopped opening up and now have been living full-time as Kate for almost 8 months.

Maybe when you and your soon-to-be ex-wife are together and just chatting happily you can tell her.

- Kate

If think Kate and I had similar experiences.

I crossed dress every weekend with my wife and no problems. But we lived in an isolated area and no one could see us. When we had to move into the city the family dropped in a few times nearly catching me, I got in the shower quickly. At the third time I went to the door and said. Be ready for a big suprise.


Totally liberating. No one had a worry. I'm now Cindy to all the family and my sister in law go out with me as three or two girls, shopping, coffee, theatre, meals etc.
It's been great.

Hugs
Cindy

Recently returned back to university. I chose to come back to the same residence because it's quiet, quite clean, and has it's own cafeteria in it. Anyways, my first day back after organizing my room getting things ready for the first day of classes (the next day) I decided to dress up and just watch a movie.

Well, about half way through the movie I hear knocking and then turning and pulling on my door handle. Thankfully I remembered to lock it. I didn't know what to do... pretend I wasn't there? If I did that it could have been someone with a key to get in to check something and I was completely dressed they'd see me!

So I was like "uh uh, just 1 second!!!" had to take off two tops, my bra, jeans etc throw them all into my dresser fast and put on my jeans and t-shirt quickly. I come out and there are 20 people there staring at me like "wtf???". They came to see who I am introduce themselves to me etc and explain to be about some ice-breaker thing going on that weekend.

After that explaining all that to me, they were still looking at me weird... so I was like "this place is hot -_-, i was sitting in my boxers watching a movie ^^;" Not sure if they believed me or not =/... probably not lol...

You gonna tell her at some point TQ? Sounds like you guys are in a good place as ex's.

I came out early last year but not to my in-laws. My wife is of the opinon that it is none of their business which is fine by me. But they live 5 minutes away and like to just turn up and it made for some interesting gymnastics. One time they came in and I was just around the corner in the kitchen in a skirt and tshirt. I whipped that skirt off and chucked it under the table and so they were confronted by me standing casualy about in my underwear in the kitchen. I asked them if they wanted a cofee, put the jug on, then wandered down to my room to get some pants  .

Damn, flash memories! That brought about a smile glad it worked out OK though. I'm also a newbie to the "single" world (again) but my separation IS because of the trans issue, so I needn't worry about it happening now. Back, a bit before now, I would take the chance of "dressing" when the wife was going out for the day, and a few times, would return quiet unexpectedly "...oh I forgot my glasses..." yeah right! I think she was trying to catch me, but I would jam upstairs real quick trying to grab whatever I saw was laying out and jump into the bathroom yelling through the door "I was just getting in the shower, babe...out in a bit..." I know she knew but never said a thing about it

Evie

If you are in the middle of a divorce and she knows nothing about "your other self", no matter how well "things" seem to be going, do not give her any rocks to throw rocks at you to make your life anymore complicated than it has to be.

This story may not be exactly what you are looking for, but it is the only one with which I can respond.  I wrote it very fluid, as the thoughts came to mind, so please forgive my grammer.

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When I moved to Phoenix after finishing high school, I lived with my parents.  I had a new boyfriend at the time (my parents only new I dated girls) who was picking me up to go out clubbing.

My normal routine was spending about 4 hours getting ready, counting shaving from head to toe, a long gel bath, make up (the only make up I dared to wear around my parents was 'goth' make up), hair, etc.

I planned these nights when my dad was at work (chief firefighter/paramedic for Sun City - he's also ex-military/ex-police chief).  I thought that was best to avoid dressing like that in front of him... I don't like confrontation.

So, 4 hours later, my boyfriend is arriving in 10 minutes.  I'm wearing leather pants, knee high leather boots (similar to a girls Doc Martins) a matching set of belt/choker/wrist straps with small chains on them.  Real heavy make up. A fishnet shirt which extended to my fingers worn under my skinny puppy t-shirt.

This is pretty androgynous really, but under the leather pants were black and white striped tights. I also had a backpack with my perfume, assorted skirts, a lace shirt to wear to the 5 $ Dime after the clubs, etc.

My parents were really strict at that time. I even had to cover up what I was wearing from my mom by wearing a trench coat when I walked through the house to leave.

Well... my dad came home unexpectedly, saying something about how he had swapped shifts/days with someone. So he was off until the next day.  "Oh my crap..."  My dad is going to see me in makeup for the first time!?  This being the dad who couldn't have a son wearing earrings (let alone 6), nor having hair that even touches the shoulders.

I won't even tell you my hairstyle at that moment.

My dad pulled me out to the garage for a "private talk".

I was so scared.  He started by asking me if I was an entertainer for an alternative club, like one of those dancers in the cages?  I let out a soft laugh and stated "no."  He asked why I wore the clothes I do, and how come I'm trying to look so feminine.

I should have told him the truth.

I should have let him look in my backpack to see everything that I had in there, including what I'd change into for my boyfriend.

I wish I would have told him that I was trans while he was still alive.  I don't know if he would have accepted me if I would have done so, but at least he would have known who I was and why I could never be a son, the son he wanted me to be.

Quote from: Astral on January 07, 2010, 07:46:54 PM
After that explaining all that to me, they were still looking at me weird... so I was like "this place is hot -_-, i was sitting in my boxers watching a movie ^^;" Not sure if they believed me or not =/... probably not lol...

choking the chicken?