Then, of course, we'd need a Poster Man or Poster Woman for sexual deprivation and unhappiness. (There'd be no sexual Poster Child of course, that's a...WHOLE other telethon!).Our next door neighbor, Josh, seemed to be the perfect and ideal candidate for Sexual Deprivation Poster Man. He was 45, married for 20 years to his beautiful yet materialistic high school sweetheart, and therefore, we knew for an absolute certainty and beyond all doubt, that he hadn't had any type of sexual relations for. I did wear that dress in the bath several times but then stopped and tried to forget what I had done. A couple of years later the desire came back, and I tried again. This time it was secretly with my then girl friends stockings and suspenders. Wow, this was great and I was hopelessly hooked. I had to be careful not to get caught so it didn’t happen very often. Then a couple of years later, I found myself alone in the house as my girlfriend had gone away for a few days. It was late at night and. It was a large house and finally found her much to my surprise laying naked on a big king size bed.I said was she ok as I had other clients to see.She said she was but she would now only agree to buy the property if I gave her complete satisfaction in the bed as she was sex starved ( hubby being away) and wanted me to filfull one of her fantasies and that was to be fucked by a stranger.She wanted to pretend that I threw her onto the bed after stripping her naked and that I had tied her hands to. I went a bit further. "And, I'm sorry Honey, but seeing them do that, and everything else they did ... and more importantly thinking about you, just made it something incredibly exciting. So, we ... got excited and the next thing we knew, we were acting like Junior High boys with a dirty magazine. We took our things out and started playing with them. It was really stupid. We're sorry." I offered my best look of contrition. Could this possibly get us back from the brink of a nightmare? Pete just.