She did. Iliked it, started to get an erection and hugged Sandy, pressing myselfagainst her. She realized that I was getting hard and she suggestedt...at she dress like this more often.I had been shocked and outraged at finding my wife making love withsomeone, but as time passed, the feelings morphed into a vicariousenjoyment of the scene. Her cuckolding me had ultimately causedpleasure rather than anger. Having her wear a chastity belt was more ofan erotic game than a punishment and pleased. Lying vulnerable, with my ripped shirt, my lace white bra and see through white lace pants.. You lie Inbetween my legsYou tell me you want me to keep my stilettos on.. Then you open my legs wide and push your nose up against the crotch of my panties taking in every smellYou nibble my pussy through my pants and I'm soaking wet, one hand is on my body keeping me still and the other you use to slide your finger in my pants, you slide your index finger in my wet sopping hot pussy, it glides in. “Oh I am sorry sweety.” He said, washing his hands, “I always seem to be making you wet don’t I?”She wasn’t that naïve and knew exactly what he meant but ignored it. “Don’t worry I will change it.”“Well that’s ok as we are going up to the bedroom now.” He was leering at her chest which through the soaking wet top was on full display.“Or as it’s warm I can just let it dry on me.” She said hastily, “Bedrooms this way.”She led him up to what was obviously the main bedroom. He put his tool box down. It made me anxious because I wasn't sure if I wanted another relationship, to be with someone who I can love only to hurt me.Being Sara awakened me sexually in a way that I couldn't really describe at first. I would browse online and look at ads of all the men in my area and how they wanted a woman like me. That girl with something extra. All these pictures of their hard cocks enticing me like a worm entices a fish. Some days all I could think of is just man after man standing there to have me.