"I was a mess the rest of the month. They say there are seven steps of grief, but I could not get over shock and denial for two weeks. How could Amy d... this to me? Did I miss that many signs? Was I such a clueless fool -unable to observe what was right in front of my face? I 'd been trained to perceive little things before they developed into big problems. I was a professional supposed to notice the smallest signs like changes in air pressure, the pitch of an engine, how had I completely lost. They wanted someone to bring in the mail, water some plants and feed the fish. Nothing too difficult. The big emphasis was making sure to lock up after checking everything.The wife was in her late 30s and an absolute lady. She always wore dresses and skirts with stockings and heels. Lots of sheer, silk, and lace. Never without eye makeup...perfection...Much of where my dressing style comes from. I always really admired the way she dressed and it was a great inspiration for my crossdressing. So. “And I play with myself and try to time it so I cum at the same time as them.” She added, head bowed in embarrassment.I leaned forward and gently held her chin up to me with my hand.“There’s nothing wrong with that, well unless its your folks or something. And as for ‘Jilling off’…” I pulled the sheet down so that Dorothy could see my moist, engorged pussy and the thumb and forefinger of my other hand entwined around my clit. Dorothy looked at my pussy and was entranced as I’d hoped she. And what they were doing inthat paper was a good deal more than just dressing up." Only in the later phases. You have to remember those phases. Acouple who wanted to experiment could always stop if the next phasewas too much for them." Could they? I wonder. His language was pretty strong, right fromthe very start. What did he say? `Hypersubmissive,' he said. Notjust submissive, which can be sort of fun within limits, I guess,but hypersubmissive. No limits, that says to me. Or not.