‘Of course I knew. I wasn’t going to say that I wondered if we might have been lovers, we both knew that was never going to happen. I was going to...say…’ she hesitated. I looked up with tear filled eyes. I saw the truth in her beautiful green eyes, her sweet face framed by perfect, almost black short hair that shone in the late evening sun. ‘I was going to say that I wondered if me getting married would change things between us. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.’ How could she be sorry. Certainly, some of her sexual activities over the last months were way beyond the pale. The mix of feelings I have had are intense, but probably not too healthy. I've swung from horny as a tomcat to repulsed and angered by all of what has happened.I looked at what was happening and tried to see if I could provide Suzanne what she seemed to be looking for from John. After some searching, I decided that I didn't really have it in me to slap or demean my wife like that. I just didn't know where. I gasped as his warm tongue moved against my chilled clit, I arched my back. 'Oh, fuck, what's wrong with me?' His tongue delved deeper and steam rose from my heated body. My breath came in pants that made littlepuffs of steam. He slid two fingers into my vagina and began rubbing my g-spot as he licked my clit. I moaned. 'Oh, that feels good. No, bad, I don't want this.' I felt a gush of warm liquid. 'Fuck' He laughed. "What a reaction! You almost got my face wet with that." I lookedaway. "Now for the ladies watching, you certainly know what order to assemblean outfit for yourself, but you have to remember that femizination hasdifferent goals than just putting on the outfit. We want him to feelextra girly, all the way through, and so next we're going to do heels."The shoes I selected were basic shiny black 5-inch pumps with a pointedtoe and red interior, which vanished as I slipped the size 11's onto hisfeet. He didn't resist."Now stand up and show the crowd your new.