Travels to Florida Partly En Femme
This past week my wife and I traveled from our home in Myrtle Beach to central Florida to visit friends. We stayed four days with a couple close to us whom we first came to know in Northern Virginia where we lived most of our lives. After sightseeing and boating with our friends, we planned to visit other friends in Lakeland, Florida, a few miles further south. Unfortunately, our friend Rod called to say that his wife Inez was ill and not up to having visitors. We then stuck out on our own.
One of the pleasing things that happened late in the trip was my wife permitting me to dress two days while we went sightseeing. Dressing in the presence of our friends was not possible. I gave thought to telling them of my gender orientation, but decided against it. My wife would have had a far greater problem discussing the "who I am" with our friends than I think our friends would have had knowing that I am not the person they thought me to be. Our friends often refer to people who see things only one way as bigots. That suggests an open mindedness on their part.
After our visit with our friends, my wife and I arrived in the early evening in Saint Augustine, Florida, following a visit to the Lakeland Baptist Church On the Mall Sunday morning. It was amazing to see a former shopping mall converted into a church, a very large church. Parking was not an issue.
I obliquely told my wife that I would like to dress en femme before going to dinner with her the evening we arrived in St. Augustine. She made clear that she did not think that was a good idea. The next morning, without raising the subject again, I dressed in male mode. When she saw my attire, she said that she thought I was going to dress en femme. I commented that she was against my dressing en femme the night before and that I would remain dressed as a male. After breakfast, she again said that I still could dress before going sightseeing. Not wanting to push it, I declined.
The next morning I asked my wife if she objected to me dressing as Annette. She said that it was up to me. Those were nice words to hear. It was indeed gratifying to get dressed en femme after five days in drab. We had a great time seeing the sights in Saint Augustine. I highly recommend a visit to the city, which was first inhabited by Europeans in 1513, well before the Mayflower landed in 1620 in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Plan to stay three full days if you want see all that St. Augustine has to offer. Under the "go slow policy" of bringing your SO along, this was a clear step forward for me and my wife in genderland.
Two days after we returned home, my wife left our house in the early morning to attend an art class offered by the Adult Education Center in Myrtle Beach. As soon as she left, I showered, put on my makeup and dressed to go out to run a few errands and to have lunch. I did not expect my wife home until about 2 P.M. Just as I was about to leave our home, my wife returned. The art class she was to attend had been cancelled. I told her (more like asked her) that I was going out to run errands. She said OK. When I came home a few hours later, I remained dressed for a while. This was space my wife normally allowed me to have for dressing, that is, when she is away for several hours. She did not frown or ask me to change back into male clothes. Another step forward in genderland.
Once when she passed near me as she was walking though the house, she asked why I was I wearing boots. I told her that it was cold outside when I left the house and that I had bought the boots at a bargain price last winter. She then commented that she had not asked how much I paid for the boots or when I bought them. She noted that she had counted 22 pairs of femme shoes in my closet. Actually, she miscounted. I have 33 pairs of femme shoes. After saying that she doesn’t buy boots for herself, she said, “You are over doing it, young lady.” I said OK, but was I ever tickled over her comment. Her remark brought an immediate smile to my face. I truly enjoyed the reference to “young lady.” The remark was so unexpected. What a trip it was.
All the Best,
Annette
One of the pleasing things that happened late in the trip was my wife permitting me to dress two days while we went sightseeing. Dressing in the presence of our friends was not possible. I gave thought to telling them of my gender orientation, but decided against it. My wife would have had a far greater problem discussing the "who I am" with our friends than I think our friends would have had knowing that I am not the person they thought me to be. Our friends often refer to people who see things only one way as bigots. That suggests an open mindedness on their part.
After our visit with our friends, my wife and I arrived in the early evening in Saint Augustine, Florida, following a visit to the Lakeland Baptist Church On the Mall Sunday morning. It was amazing to see a former shopping mall converted into a church, a very large church. Parking was not an issue.
I obliquely told my wife that I would like to dress en femme before going to dinner with her the evening we arrived in St. Augustine. She made clear that she did not think that was a good idea. The next morning, without raising the subject again, I dressed in male mode. When she saw my attire, she said that she thought I was going to dress en femme. I commented that she was against my dressing en femme the night before and that I would remain dressed as a male. After breakfast, she again said that I still could dress before going sightseeing. Not wanting to push it, I declined.
The next morning I asked my wife if she objected to me dressing as Annette. She said that it was up to me. Those were nice words to hear. It was indeed gratifying to get dressed en femme after five days in drab. We had a great time seeing the sights in Saint Augustine. I highly recommend a visit to the city, which was first inhabited by Europeans in 1513, well before the Mayflower landed in 1620 in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Plan to stay three full days if you want see all that St. Augustine has to offer. Under the "go slow policy" of bringing your SO along, this was a clear step forward for me and my wife in genderland.
Two days after we returned home, my wife left our house in the early morning to attend an art class offered by the Adult Education Center in Myrtle Beach. As soon as she left, I showered, put on my makeup and dressed to go out to run a few errands and to have lunch. I did not expect my wife home until about 2 P.M. Just as I was about to leave our home, my wife returned. The art class she was to attend had been cancelled. I told her (more like asked her) that I was going out to run errands. She said OK. When I came home a few hours later, I remained dressed for a while. This was space my wife normally allowed me to have for dressing, that is, when she is away for several hours. She did not frown or ask me to change back into male clothes. Another step forward in genderland.
Once when she passed near me as she was walking though the house, she asked why I was I wearing boots. I told her that it was cold outside when I left the house and that I had bought the boots at a bargain price last winter. She then commented that she had not asked how much I paid for the boots or when I bought them. She noted that she had counted 22 pairs of femme shoes in my closet. Actually, she miscounted. I have 33 pairs of femme shoes. After saying that she doesn’t buy boots for herself, she said, “You are over doing it, young lady.” I said OK, but was I ever tickled over her comment. Her remark brought an immediate smile to my face. I truly enjoyed the reference to “young lady.” The remark was so unexpected. What a trip it was.
All the Best,
Annette
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