The Sissy Husband

My wife discovered I was cross-dressing one night at a local club. For the past ten years of our marriage, we have been unable to get pregnant by my sperm as they were low quality. We have tried but failed each IVF session we have done. So we had lost interest in each other's bodies. However, I still found her attractive, but she didn't get me hot and horny anymore. We did try things to get our sex life back. I had suggested a sex therapist, but she wasn't ready.I had started getting turned on by wearing women's lingerie, and I had shaved my body. She did ask why I had shaved my body. I replied to her, saying that I had started cycling, and it had improved my speed when taking part in time trials. So once a month, I would shave my body.Last year after spending two years wearing women's lingerie, I decided to go the whole way and wear women's clothing. I had changed gym exercises to try and change my body to become more feminine. I had started to try and grow my hair long. Unfortunately, istanbul travesti my hair did not grow long. It became more tangled, so for now as it would need a lot of work.No one at work had noticed my changes yet. There only person that had seen changes in me was my best friend from school, and she was my best man at our wedding.My wife had known her before we got married, and they had clicked. She had been there for us, and she had offered her womb for us before we found out that the issue was with my sperm and not my wife. My wife had said 'no' to it anyway. I had even said we could use donated sperm, and she had said 'no,' if it wasn't from my sperm, then we don't use it.My wife is way sexier than Rachel. I never had feelings like that, as she is, in fact, a lesbian. My wife knows that she is lesbian, and she trusts her.Before she found out, each Friday night, I would go around her house. We would have a meal and play on Xbox or PlayStation as we are both gaming istanbul travestileri nerds. Once, she noticed a difference in me and asked what the change was. I told her that I had privately been dressing in women's clothing. She then offered to take me out to local clubs dressed as women and teach me to apply makeup.I would go with her and her girlfriends to local clubs or bars. I tried to act like a woman at first, but Rachel told me that I was doing it all wrong. She helped me become more of a woman with the walk, make-up, and voice. After a few weeks of practice, I had both voice and walk down, but I needed more time for the make-up.Each time we went out on the town, I would have guys coming up to us. The guys would flirt with me more as they passed and sometimes chat with me. They would try and ask me out on dates, but at the being, I would turn them down, but later on, I would say yes to going out with them. Most of them didn't care that I had a ring on my travesti istanbul finger. They would try and get under my skirt, but I would always stop them.I was always rock hard, and each night. When I got home, I always tried to fuck my wife, but she was never in the mood. So I just went to the bathroom to masturbate each night I returned from a night out. Before I got home, I would change into men's clothes. I enjoyed myself more when I was wearing women's clothing.It was Friday night, and this Friday night, my wife was going to her sister's place for the weekend.* I had planned to stay dressed as a woman all weekend. It was a hot day. I had chosen to wear a bright yellow summer dress with nude colour tights and a leather jacket. To go with the dress, I decided on a black lace thong to go under the dress.For the past three weeks, I have been doing my make-up. I regularly went to Rachel's house to get ready to go out as my clothes were stored there.So tonight we are going to party at a local nightclub. I always got hard while I was getting dressed. I loved the tightness of tights going up my legs and how my cock felt restrained in underwear. I started to think that my cock wasn't as long or big as it used to be, and I didn't notice it.