I kept on seeing Kim looking over at my crouch even though I was not semi hard she stair for a few seconds and then look at the tv. The more she did t...is the more I started feeling my cock grow hard. We all continued to drink as the game was playing. Once the Chefs won the game and people started slowly leaving I looked at my wife and said are you ready to go home. My wife stumbled in her speech and said lets help Rick and Kim pick up before we leave. We all got up to help pick up and with in. I mean thereis nothing we've done that's not reversible. You can start wearing yourboy clothes again and no one will ever know you ever stopped."I looked across the room at the suit I had worn for my graduation. I knewI could never wear that suit again. I knew the minute I took that suitoff it would be the last time I wore anything that had the slightest hintof maleness.I turned to my mother and said, "Mom this is who I am this is what Iwant. I can't go back to wearing male clothes again it. "Good, I want you to count these out loud, and say, "Thank you, Mr. Green" after each one. If you don't, the stroke will be repeated," he said. Then I felt him tap my cheeks with the crop, and WACK. It hurt even worst than the paddle with the holes in it. I screamed out "Ouch", and tried to free myself from my bonds. "I didn't hear you count out loud or thank me for it, so you will receive that stroke again." Mr. Green said. So I felt him tap my bottom cheeks again, then WACK. It really. ” She said.This was a total shock to both me and my wife, as she nor I had any idea that Fred Sherman had been fucking Diedre. I have no memory of finishing dinner. My wife and I just sat there starring at each other in silence.Diedre asked to be excused and went to her room.All I could think of was that Diedre has had far more cock than I had pussy at the same age. She was a bigger slut than I had been a horn dog.Finally, my wife broke the silence and asked, “what now?”What now indeed, I.