New Clothes Out the Front Door!

Hello, Ladies!

About two weeks ago, I was searching the internet for "tall women's pants". I came across the website "American Tall". American Tall originated as an online clothing store for tall men between 6'2" - 7'1" (1.87-2.15m). I was familiar with this site in my futile attempts to find drab clothes that fit me well, and at the time, I didn't much care for the clothes on the Men's clothing website.

To my surprise, when clicking the link for American Tall - Women's I was flushed with joy at the options available, and in sizes which should fit. Curious.
I spent quite a lot of time scrolling through the selections on the site and ended up filling my e-shopping cart with a few tank tops, fitted t-shirt, wrap dress, a pair of black jeans, and a black full-zip hooded sweatshirt, most of which were on sale! I anxiously awaited the day when my order would arrive. After a long 10 day wait my order arrived on Tuesday.

The delivery came late in the evening, after my kids went to bed, so there were no disruptions for me to try on the cloths and show off for my wife. Truly, everything fit pretty well. Even without breast forms I could tell the shirts would look good with or without them. The jeans were a little big in the seat, but they fit extremely well in length. I could hardly contain myself. Happy with the fit of everything I neatly folded everything and placed them in one of Natalie's drawers for my first opportunity to fully dress.

This morning I woke up with one goal in mind. Natalie would be going for a day drive. It was a regularly scheduled day off-duty for me, so I had plenty of time to move forward with my plan once the family was off to work and school. I was getting very excited! Yes, I was anxious, but something about today felt different. Going out of the house just seemed right.

As my wife was heading out of the house to work, I gave her a goodbye kiss, pretended to fluff my hair and said, "I'm going to make myself up and go for a drive today".
She looked at me, said "...okay?" and started for the door again.

Realizing the intent of my message escaped her, I stopped her again, waved my hands up and down the imaginary curves of my body, and said it again. "I'm going to MAKE myself up and go for a drive today". This time she understood. Told me to have fun and sprinted off to work.

I waked the kids to school, dropped them off at their classrooms, and quickly started making my way home. There was a lot to do before Natalie could go for a day drive and I wanted to make sure I had enough time to enjoy it. Just as I was about to exit the school grounds another parent who we frequent dinner dates with called out my name and stopped me for a chat. We hadn't seen each other in months on account of my back injury, but I had no interest in catching up with her at this time. Getting through the minimum pleasantries, I let her know I really needed to get home to attend some pressing matters. Although disappointed that I couldn't talk more, she reluctantly gave me leave and I was again free to head home and embrace Natalie.

Once home I began my routine with shaving my face, neck, and the few hairs on my chest which cause a problem for my self-adhesive breast forms. I felt good! Natalie was already beginning to be chipped away from the rough-cut marble of my male persona. Next, I selected my undergarments and set them to the side while I attached my breast forms. I think the forms are just a hair too big, but they're the only ones I have so I stuck them on my chest, expertly fashioned my bra and panties, and opened the dresser drawer housing Natalie's new properly fitted clothes. SQUEE!!

An aura of light shone from the drawer, my heart stopped, what to wear!!! I pulled out the black jeans, and two tops. A bright pink tank, and a green fitted t-shirt. Trying on the pink tank top first, I was flush with emotion. With the forms on, it looks even better. More natural, even if the forms are a little big. Although the tank did look good, I felt the neon Barbie pink had the potential to draw too much attention on my drive so opted for the green fitted t-shirt.

Fully outfitted with clothes I put on my makeup, jewelry and then wig.

Shoes! The final touch. I slid into my leopard print open-back flats, which are the best shoes I have for driving and complimented my outfit. I stopped for a few moments to snap a couple photos in an effort to hype myself before crossing the threshold to the real world.

Girls, I did it! I walked out the front door!!! I was ready for my drive!

We live in a townhome complex and our car is typically parked in a carport about 200' (roughly 60m) away from our house. It was 10:30am, no one was around, so I was free to walk leisurely to my car without fear of being outed. When I got to the car I sat down and checked my phone. My wife had text me asking what we were doing this evening. Making a quick reply I typed "strip poker?" a running joke, then promptly stated that Natalie was in the car getting ready for her drive.

Before heading off the thought crossed my mind that it was nearly lunch time and maybe I could arrange to meet my wife in a Park across the street from the Hospital she works at. I made the suggestion, backed out of my carport and hit the road.

As I started out, I remembered that we ran out of cat food and needed to purchase more lest our cat, Montie, throw a fit. I began driving toward a pet store in the vicinity of my wife's work and received a text notification. I pulled over to check the message.
SO - "I'd love to, but I only have 30 minutes for lunch. Maybe if you bring me food?"

Excitement flooded over me.
N - "I can bring food. I'll run into Trader Joe's (Grocery Chain in the States) and pick up some salads? I'm fully dressed BTW."

A brief pause
SO - "Sure. 12:30?"
N - "Great! I'll grab the food and find a bench in the Park. See you soon!"

Oh no! What have I gotten myself into? Part of me didn't think she'd actually take me up on the offer. Now, not only am I out dressed, but I'll be going into a Trader Joe's at noon on a Friday. This should be interesting.

I make it to TJ's and as expected, it was busy. I didn't have time to over think the situation. I'll just go in, grab a few things and head out. 5 minutes, tops! I stepped out of the car and strutted myself into the grocery store.

Now, as a reminder, I am 6"4" (1.93m) tall. As soon as I walked into the store it seemed as if time stopped for the other customers. I walked to the produce section and handled a few nectarines, too hard, not suitable for lunch today. I decided to grab a bag of apples.

Walking toward the premade salads a middle-aged man stopped pushing his cart and gave me a double take. I looked up from my tunnel-vision stare at the salads across the produce section, and he quickly turned and pushed his cart down an adjacent aisle. Either I'm looking like the beautiful Amazon woman I felt like or everyone looking at me thinks I'm nothing more than a man in woman's clothing. Either way, I needed to bring my wife lunch. I shook of the thought, proceeded to select a few salads and headed toward the register.

The young woman at the register was very cordial. Asked if I wanted bags, to which I replied "yes" (in a softer tone). Then, while paying I asked for a couple disposable forks. She tossed them in the bag and I skipped out of the store. Leisurely walking back to my car I loaded the groceries my trunk and headed off to the Park.

While driving to the Park I realized I needed to use the facilities and made my way to the restroom building. This building had both men's and women's multi-stall restrooms. Dressed as Natalie, I of course opted for the women's and chose the ADA stall, so I had plenty of room to maneuver around. It just felt right to be fully dressed and use the lady's restroom, a first for me. What a feeling!

I selected a bench atop a hill which overlooked the Park and was shaded by the canopies of three large pine trees. I sent my wife a quick text with my location and waited for my her to arrive. Sitting on the bench and surveying the Park below was very liberating! I enjoyed every moment of the wait. The birds chirping, the filtered sunlight penetrating the pine branches, a cooling breeze. I was at peace.

Our lunch was lovely. A couple of girls enjoying a healthy lunch on a beautiful summer day! We chatted throughout our meal. My wife even complimented my outfit and makeup!
I mentioned how I feel my breast forms are too big, but she said she thinks they look proportionate.

In no time, however, she needed to go back to work. We packed up our lunch and I walked her back to the Hospital. As we approached the crosswalk, she grabbed my hand, turned to me and thanked me for lunch. Then something unexpected happened, she kissed me. People walking this way and that, cars driving by, we're across the street from her work, and she kissed me! She's incredible. I floated all the way back to my car.

Getting back into the car I sent her a text, thanking her for having lunch with Natalie and that it meant a lot.

After all that, a trip to the pet store was nothing! I picked up food for Montie, exchanged pleasantries with the clerk running the register and headed for home.

Pulling into our car port I had to make a decision. Remove my forms and wig and make the brief walk to the house more gender neutral, or simply stay fully dressed and own it. Well, I owned it!

As I closed the door and put down my bags and an overwhelming flood of raw emotion washed over me. My legs became weak, and I started to cry. Being out of the house and being free to present how I wanted to this morning was so powerful.

I had one goal for the day, walk out of the house fully dressed and go for a drive. What I achieved was far beyond what I could have imagined. I was fortunate enough to parlay the drive into a brief trip to the market, was able to spend time outdoors (one of my favorite places to be) and shared a romantic lunch with my wife. To say I'm on Cloud 9 is an understatement.

Today was no doubt a confidence booster for me!
Much love to you all!

-Natalie