Sun, 03 Aug 2008 06:51:51 GMT

Not too long ago, my husband told me that wearing panties and stuffed bras got his rocks off. To be honest, I almost half expected it, not that it bothers me. I'm a pretty open-minded person, not too much squicks me out in the bedroom, and I like making him happy, so I'm all for it. Besides, everyone loves boobs!

It's been really nice, though, he's taken a big interest in clothes shopping, and getting input for once is pretty neat. I sized him up and took him out bra shopping, and now he has a small collection of clothing. He's been stuffing his bra with balloons, though, as they're cheap and quick. I'd like to buy him a set or two of breastforms when I have the funds, though. We've had a booby blowout once, which was hilarious, but not much of a turn-on.

There's been a bit of adjustment, and I'm still not 100% used to everything, but I support him 100%, in every way. As long as he's still got his dick we're good!

Mostly I feel fortunate that he trusted me enough to tell me about this, so he didn't have to hide it anymore. The trust we share together is the best anniversary present he could have given me.

The wife of a crossdresser