I was wearing a dress. It was powder blue, with puff sleeves, and white stitching and buttons. I had on patent leather Mary Janes, and ... you may as ...ell know it all, because you're bound to ask, light blue cotton panties and a matching bra, pink lipstick, makeup, and a powder blue hair band. I even had blue earrings, clip-ons. They were star-shaped." There -- it was out. She was silent, inscrutable, shocked. He had left nothing to the imagination. Or had he? Yes, he had. He might as well. I meant what I said before. If you say yes this will be the last time you will have a choice.’ I actually wondered if I really did want her to say no. If she said yes I would not take half measures in her training. There would be times we both regretted taking this path but I would follow it relentlessly and I would drag her along if necessary. If she said no we could still be lovers and friends. I might not have as much time for her and we would never be as close as we would be if I became her. Next my mate lost his jeans so after the next hand something was going to be on show and sure enough I lost. I looked over at wife and she smiled and nodded so I stood up and the boxers came down. It was decided then that I should continue to play and if I lost it was a forfeit. Next my mate lost and of came his boxers, I could see my wife looking and smiling at the fact she now had two hard cocks at her disposal. (My cock is about 81/2" and a decent thickness with a big head at the end, my. "Oh him? What about that sad bastard? John was just a means to an end. The dumbass actually thought that I loved him, and I still have no idea why. I mean, come on. I've got the body of a goddess, I could get almost any man I wanted. Why the hell would I settle for him?" The woman gestured to her lush curves, as the silk of her dress subtly shifted to further highlight the movement. "He wasn't even a good fuck. Two minutes of pumping, and then it was lights out."As I watched the woman I loved.