My wife toldJulia that I was her husband John, now known as Jean.Julia, looking shocked said, "Hi John, oh Jean, cute outfit."My wife told Julia that ... liked to dress the part when I was doing housework. This was a total lie and she knew it. She also said that I liked to dress as a woman while at home. Alice then grabbed me, lifted my skirts, and showed Julia my chastity, explaining to Julia that I wanted to wear the chastity toprevent me from chasing any other women. Again a lie.I was becoming. I wrap my legs around his waist and press us closer together. He kisses down my chest, his agile fingers un-lacing the corset, expertly, to release my hardened nipples before capturing them in his mouth. My fingers intertwine with his hair, loving the softness. He was the forbidden fruit I was willing to taste for one last time. “Bad girls get punished,” he growls, flipping me over onto the desk. “Only if they get caught,” I smirk, escaping his grasp and running to the other side of the desk.. Fuck me until you fill me with cum. I need it, Daddy. I need you to fuck my asshole and make me cum, too.”So, what was I to do? I began slowly drawing my cock out of her tight little asshole, watching as it tried so hard to keep me inside. The pink inner folds of her rectum being pulled out and stretched around my cock as I withdrew was such a sight; one that I always relish seeing. As my cockhead began to exit, I stopped and once again began to push back into her ass. The lubrication made it. A feelingof intense humiliation overcame him as he thought of how he must havelooked dressed as a woman and intently cleaning a lavatory. Amy smiled asshe walked away from the bathroom. Michael finished cleaning the sink and then turned his attention tomopping the kitchen. Since he decided to not wear shoes, Michael wascareful to leave a dry walking path for himself as he mopped the floor.He finished a few minutes before one and called out to Amy, "What do youwant for lunch?"Amy responded she.