When we made love, he wanted to be sure that Ienjoyed it more than he did. In everything, from movies, totravel, to sex, he always asked, 'What do you...want to do?'.He was what I was looking for in a husband, and I fell inlove. His Mom took me aside one day and told me the storyof his crossdressing. She felt that I had a right to know,and didn't want either of us hurt if I had a problem withit. She and I talked about it a number of times between outengagement and wedding. We had a storybook. She had gotten up from the chair and moved over to her dresser where she was rummaging around in a drawer. She turned around with a huge 12" rubber cock in her hand. "I hope you two didn’t get so excited that you came during the first part of that show because the real fun is about to begin", she said. Kristen sat down in the chair across from us and started sucking on the head of her thick fake cock. I watched as her lips slowly slide over it and she took it deep into her throat. I couldn't. I was very tempted to steal a peek inside, but talked myself out of it. I would, after all, get a first-hand look in the next twenty-four hours. I finished undressing and went to bed, involuntary images of my petite, sweet wife doing totally nasty things with our friends invading my head. It was all I could do not to jerk off.In the morning I woke to an empty bed, and the sound of Sue in the shower in our room’s bathroom. She came out a few minutes later, naked, drying her hair, and saw me. If he didn't have the urge to fuck her right then and there, he would have probably been shaking in his loafers."Isn't that what overprotective younger brothers' say when grilling prospective suitors?" Jake asked innocently.Now the Luke of yesteryear would have probably backed off. But this man was probably his age, Melissa maybe a year or so younger. He'd be damned if he'd kowtow to anyone."I make enough to provide a good life. And before we get to the how big is yours discussion, I want you.