ROLE REVERSAL - HUSBAND TO WIFE THE FINAL CHAPTER

I went to the bathroom and I took off my makeup as I was told. It was quite a difficult process because I had no idea how to work with all the tissues. It took me a few minutes to realize how to wash away all the makeup from my face and it wasn´t an easy task. The therapist put so much makeup on my face and it was really difficult to wash it away. After the long process, I finally looked like a boy a little bit… except for my clothes of course. I was still wearing feminine clothes but… at the very least… my face looked quite normal again which was quite good. I felt more confident as well. It was quite a relief from all the pressure I had to undergo. I looked at myself in the mirror and I was proud of myself at that moment. I realized that I was really doing everything to save my marriage and I was trying so hard. Look at me… look at the things I had to undergo… wearing feminine clothes, makeup… all the stress… Wow… I was proud of myself. But the battle wasn´t won.

I came back to my room and I put on again the nightie which I got on the first day here. I wanted to sleep a little bit so I tucked myself and fell asleep. It was the afternoon but I really needed to sleep. I had a beautiful dream about my wife… we lived together on a deserted island and we just shared everything together… food, drinks and even clothes… yeah… I was wearing her clothes… and it was such a sweet feeling. I loved it… but unfortunately… it was just a dream and I was woken up… woken up by my therapist again.

“Wake up, Oliver… I know you are tired but we have to continue in our program! And… I have to praise you… for wearing the pretty nightie! Good choice!” the therapist giggled. Well… it wasn´t anything I would be proud of but it was the only bedclothes I had here… And I was already used to wearing it so I just put it on.

“Ehm… Thank you… but… can´t I sleep a bit more? I am really tired and I would love to sleep just a bit more!” I asked.

“Oh no, my sweetheart! Unfortunately, we have to go on! But don´t worry, it will be nothing too much difficult. You have already recognized how much effort your wife has to put into doing makeup, did you?” the therapist asked me.

“Yeah… I did… but… why are you asking?” I said.

“Well… it is time for you to try it on your own! Come with me to the bathroom and I am gonna teach you how to put on makeup properly!” she told me. I was just staring at her and… I had no idea what should I think. I had makeup on my face two hours ago and she forced me to wash it away… And now… she wants to teach me how to put it on?

“But… I had makeup on my face and you told me to remove it!” I protested.

“Of course, my darling! But it was me who was doing your makeup! This time… it will be you who will be doing the makeup!” she answered.

“I… I will do the makeup…? My own makeup?” I asked.

“Of course! You need to learn it!” she giggled.

It just didn´t make any sense. I just shrugged my arms and nodded because I had no choice. I knew that we have to continue in our program. And this was the next phase. I followed the therapist into the bathroom and sat in front of the little mirror.

“Well… first of all… you need to put on this headdress! This is the first thing you need to do when you are applying makeup to your face. Here… put it on your head!” she told me and handed me a pink headdress with a flower design. Well… of course… it couldn´t be more feminine but I already got used to these things. Everything I had to wear was in a very feminine style. I obeyed the therapist and I put it on my head.

“Good… now… apply the makeup all over your face!” she told me. Well… there was no choice and I had to obey her. I put makeup all over my face just as she told me.

“Ehm.. should I put the makeup even on my lips and eyelids?” I asked.

“Just your eyelids, sweetheart!” she giggled. She obviously enjoyed watching me doing my own makeup. I did as she told me and after a few minutes, I was finished. The therapist adjusted a few spots on my face.

“Very good, Oliver… very good job!” she praised me and she was obviously happy with the result. “But don´t forget, this was just the first phase of makeup!” she reminded me. And she was right. I have always thought that doing makeup is just so easy and that it takes just a few moments. But the reality was different. A lot different.

But I had to admit that it was quite interesting to learn all these new things. And again… I could finally see how much time it takes to do good makeup. My wife has to spend so much time and effort because of makeup and then… I don´t even appreciate her outlook. I was a bad husband but it was going to change.

The therapist watched me doing makeup on my eyes. The most tricky thing was the eyeliner. It had to be so precise and I messed it up several times. My therapist told me some tips and tricks but it was all very difficult and unknown for me because I have been doing it for the first time in my life.

“Wow… that wasn´t easy at all!” I confessed when I was finished with the eyeliner. It took me almost half an hour to do it.

“No… it wasn´t! But you made it through and it looks really good!” she praised me.

“Okay… what´s next?” I asked her.

“I would do the eyeshadows and then these little things like blusher and lipstick!” she answered and handed me eyeshadows. It was a lot easier to put eyeshadows on my eyelids because there was already the makeup and it was sticking well. I used a bit of purple design and it looked actually very interesting. Then, I put the blusher on my cheeks but it was really useless because I was blushing even without the blusher. And the final touch was the purple lipstick. And it was done. My very first makeup was finished and I was allowed to look at myself. I looked in the mirror… and I don´t know why… but I didn´t like it at all. It looked terrible… take makeup wasn´t good at all and I looked there like a bride who escaped from her own wedding.

“It looks terrible… I look terrible… I just… I don´t want to look like this!” I cried our when I saw myself in the mirror.

“Exactly… you look terrible indeed!” the therapist told me.

“Aren´t you supposed to comfort me?” I asked her.

“I am supposed to tell you the truth! And imagine this… your wife had to undergo this feeling so many times when you didn´t tell her that she was pretty. She had to bear this pain for such a long time. This is how she felt!” the therapist explained. And suddenly I had tears in my eyes… I was so sorry that I treated my wife like this… she didn´t deserve it and I had to make it right.

“I was such a fool!” I said.

“It´s good that you realize it! Now… wash away the makeup and threw away the feminine clothes!” she told me. I was a bit surprised because I expected that I would have to undergo another process… another therapy… but no… it wasn´t the plan. I washed the makeup from my face and the therapist brought me my clothes.

“Now… you know how to behave and act like a man. Now, you know what it takes to be a woman and how difficult it is. Be a man for your wife! Put it on! You both have a late evening date in our garden! You are finally allowed to see each other!” she told me. Suddenly… I felt a strong well of joy in my heart and soul. I will see my wife and I will have a chance to apologize for all of it. I cannot wait to see her… Again… I had tears in my eyes.

“Thank you… thank you for all of it!” I exhaled and I hugged the therapist. She was the one who helped me to gain empathy and discover unknown areas.

“You are welcome, Oliver! I did well… really… you are the right man… you just needed a little kick!” she giggled but she was right. I truly needed a little kick…

I dressed up again like a man and I was feeling a lot more comfortable like this. But I was a completely different man… I was changed… I was a loving and understanding man who will take care of her wife and treat her like a princess.

I went to the date and my wife was already waiting for me in the garden. There was a little table with candles and there was even sushi prepared for us. And my wife… she was gorgeous… Like… I fell in love again when I saw her sitting there on the chair and waiting for me. I ran towards her and hugged her.

“My love… my love… I missed you so much… so much…” I told her and my eyes were watering. She was strongly hugging me as well and I could feel the beat of her heart. It was beating fast.

“Oliver… I am so glad… so happy to see you!” she told me.

“My love… I… I have to apologize… for everything… for every single mistake, I did… I treated you so badly and I am so sorry. For all of it. I didn´t see it back then… I didn´t see that your life is difficult and I behaving like a stupid man. Please… I beg you… forgive me… From now on… I am going to treat you like a princess… like the queen of my life and my heart. I promise… I promise this! I love you. I love and I will always love you!” I told her and kissed her. She started crying when I told her this.

“Oliver… but… it wasn´t only your mistake… I didn´t treat you properly as well and I apologise too!” she said and we kissed again.

And just like this… our marriage was saved. I went through a lot of things and not all of that was really comfortable. But I knew that I would do everything for my marriage and for my wife. She deserved it. Our marriage deserved it because our marriage is sacred. Divorce isn´t an option… It never was. Our love has won! Faith, Hope and Love!