Likewise, if yesterday's perky outfit and merelysuggested sissy, then today's simply shrieked sissy. Julian redefined the phrase 'simpering prissy pan...ywaist.' And littledid the quivering cumquat have any idea of how much devilish planningwent into it.Key to the outfit's fiendish design was his shorts. In fact they werethe keystone that controlled all the other carefully orchestratedelements. They were made from a shiny baby blue stretch silk fabric andwere fastened tightly at his left side. My time to step closer to that pussy I had tributed and dreamed about for so many nights. Without knowing, I stood in front of their door. My legs obviously being driven by the almighty Cocks commands. RAP RAP RAP against the door. My fist also must follow the demands of Commander Cock. It opened to the most lovely sight, she was in my dreams and now here. I reached an arm out, at first for a handshake, and then quickly converting it to a torso grab and heavy tongue kiss. Handshake, seriously,. Bethan had to confront herself. What did she want? She looked at him and down to his erection. His huge cock which she had watched twitch within his trousers whenever he walked toward her, or sitting with her eyes at it's level when he came to discuss something with her. She went for his belt. Looking at his reaction as she undid it, then the zip. Her hand entered where only her eyes had been and exposed it. His cock felt so hot in her hand, She fully revealed its knob and copied the woman in. Moments later she moaned loudly “oh yes I am cumming” she mumbled and was shaking. She kissed me and said “thank you sweetheart”. The following sex was so good – for both of us.I began to realise that my wife was looking at the porn videos to learn more things. As the weeks passed her video watching was getting stranger. First it was toys, then lesbian ones, S&M and gangbangs. Sex was getting a little wilder and I started to wonder what she was willing to try. Getting her off with my fingers.