Just got back from shopping with Allie for her 'groupie' outfit to wear when we go and watch Jez and his band on Valentine's evening. I am trying so hard not to get jealous, but I had expected to at least have some say in the outfit. Instead Allie had a lot of fun trying on different sexy outfits and then posing provocatively while she had me take photographs. I just assumed they were so she could see what she looked like, but when we went for a coffee she had me text them to Jez along with the following text:

 'Hi Jez, Allie really wants to dress to impress for your gig on Valentine's night. Please could you let me know which of these outfits she should buy to wear at your gig as your decision is final. Much appreciated, Allie's little man.'

it really felt as though Jez had more say in my wife's displaying herself than me. Jez texted back with a choice of this sleeveless pink AC/DC vest top with a black mini-skirt, sort of 50's style. I got to admit he has great taste, Allie looks so cute, beautiful and sexy in that outfit.

But that wasn't all; Allie took me to a sports shop and dressed me tight spandex shorts for the whole trip. I was so self conscious, feeling stupid and like my tiny bulge was obvious to all. Apparently I'm to wear the stupid shorts to the gig.

I think the hardest part of the day though, was seeing how giddy, happy and radiantly sexy this whole dressing up for Jez is making Allie. She is so into it/him, and seems happier, brighter and sexier than she does ever withe just me.

Finally, when we got home, Allie modified her too by cutting it down the seam completely on one side and then pinning it with safety pins so that from one side her side flesh, including the side of her beautiful breast will be on show, especially I she raises her arms while dancing, which she does a lot.

i am so frustrated, aroused and scared at the same time. What a fabulous wife I have!