A Christmastime Sissy - Part 1

Well, Christmastime is almost here.  And I thought you would enjoy hearing a Christmas story about my sissy husband.  I've included a few Christmas photos of my husband -- that's him with the long curly hair, the pretty blue dress and the beautiful smile.

My husband has been a crossdressing sissy throughout his entire life.  I knew he was into dressing up in ladies clothes before we were married -- and I didn't mind -- really.  But over the first few years of our marriage, I began to understand just how deep his feminine needs ran.                                                           I had no problem with him dressing up as "Suzanne" on the weekends.  I even went out to bars with him a couple of times when he was all dolled up.  And when he was dressed up as Suzanne, he really enjoyed acting like the housewife in our relationship.  And do you think I was going to complain that he did almost all of the cleaning and cooking just because he was wearing a dress, a frilly apron and heels?  No way!  I'm no fool.  I had a great thing going.

But over time I began to understand that I was seeing just the tip of the sissy iceberg.  The part that I couldn't see, that was lurking beneath the surface of the water, was an unstoppable need for my sissy husband to push the boundaries, to come as close to experiencing life as a real woman as he could.  And that of course led to...men!                                                                                   I knew that Suzanne was spending a lot of time each day on the internet -- but I didn't know what he/she was doing.  As it turned out, Suzanne was meeting men who were looking for "relationships" with feminine, pretty, submissive sissies, just like my husband.  It took some time, but eventually I got onto Suzanne's email and blogs -- and let me tell you -- I nearly fell down.  There were dozens of men -- literally dozens! -- flirting with my husband, sharing photos, and asking Suzanne for dates -- and more!

I was surprised to learn how many men out there are really into sissies.  But I wasn't really surprised that Suzanne had caught their eye.  As a man, my husband is rather unassuming.  But when all dolled up as Suzanne, he is very attractive, I have to admit.  The few times we went out together as girls, he always got a lot of attention, compliments and free drinks from the men floating around the bar.                                                                                                                                                               One of Suzanne's online suitors turned out to be a very successful lawyer named Paul who was separated from his wife.  Paul lived in a town about 20 minutes away from where we lived.  By scrolling through Suzanne's email, I realized that they had been seeing each other -- very carefully and infrequently -- for several months.  That sneaky Suzanne!  I had no idea until I read his/her email.

Anyway, around Thanksgiving, I confronted my husband with what I had found.  He tried to deny it at first but he quickly surrendered since there was just too much evidence against him.  But once he admitted to what he had been up to, I reassured him.  I told him I didn't like him being unfaithful.  But because I understood what a complete sissy he was, being unfaithful with another man wasn't as bad as being unfaithful with another woman.                                                                            I told him that I was going to give Suzanne a very special Christmas gift: a two-month "hall pass."  Suzanne could do whatever she wanted -- anything at all -- for the next two months, until the end of January.  But I wanted her to get it out of her system and then I expected my husband to come back to me.  My husband agreed to my proposal with tears of gratitude.  

"Well, girl," I said to him. "Get busy.  Because on February 1, your hall pass expires. So go be a woman, in whatever way you need to."                                                                                                                                                                                           I'm sure that Suzanne's boyfriend, Paul, wasn't going to believe his good luck.  Instead of stealthily seeing Suzanne on a few rare occasions, he was going to get to have as much of Suzanne as he could handle for two whole months.                                                            

And that brings us to Christmas.  As you can see in the photos, these two love birds thoroughly enjoyed their time together.  Just look how pretty and happy my Suzanne looks.  And her boyfriend is actually a very nice man, fairly wealthy and not bad looking at all.  Suzanne really scored a winner.                                                 But as the days in January flew by, I was left with so many doubts.  Looking at these Christmas photos showed me just how much Suzanne enjoyed acting as the wife/girlfriend to a real man.  He/she seemed freer and happier than I can remember him being for a long time. I didn't want to lose my husband that I love so much.  But I also didn't want to take away from him an experience and a lifestyle that was clearly so fulfilling for him. So around the middle of January, after having given it much thought, I decided to have a conversation with Suzanne.  We met for lunch at a local cafe -- something we had been doing once a week throughout December and January.  I decided that I was going to leave it up to Suzanne to chose to either come home to me or to stay with his boyfriend.  

Well, as we sat down for lunch, and as I was about to start my prepared speech, Suzanne surprised me and started speaking.  "Honey," she started, "I have something important to discuss with you..."