Since I was too stubborn to be me completely honest eventually it ruined my relationships with people I dated. because I wanted to wear women's pantie... and wigs lip stick make up the whole deal. I wanted to also dress to dress up during sex.I convinced one girl to role play and we switched gender roles she actually was really turned on by it.I was as well and had no idea I had such a strong feminine side to me.the problem was most of them were only into missionary sex and nothing more bringing. "So don't keep me in suspense," Allison said wondering. "Which did youchoose?"Oh no! There's no way his mom could have talked to Allison about this!"Which what did I choose?" he asked, feigning ignorance and hoping thisconversation wasn't going where he thought it was."Which bathing suit, silly? The boys one or the girls?" she asked. Brad was going to kill his mother. She had tried to convince him thatsince he was a girl down below, he should wear a bikini top when he laidout. Brad of course. We went to the bar and had drinks with these people. Both couples were older, both men were chubby and hairy. The women looked to have a few miles on them also. The men were eyeing me like I was a piece of meat. I decided to give my husband what he was looking for and maybe make him sorry for this idea. I started to flirt with the men as well as the women. We all decided to go to a motel room and as soon as we got in the room I was all over one of the men and we were both naked in a minute. My. Her age, her curvy shape, her naiveté – all of these things made me want her. More than that, now that she had admitted she was sexually submissive, I wanted to take charge of her and show her what opportunities were out there.I also thought that Peter would be more than happy to fuck her. Peter was my boyfriend and lover, but part of my submission to him was knowing that he fucked other women, and encouraging him to do so. I knew he’d find Sam attractive – for exactly the same reasons I found.