Ven though I was a football lineman in high school and then at a smallcollege, I always knew I had an urge for womens clothes and beingsubmissive. I ...ecall having thoughts of being in a cage in my parentsback yard as my friends played hide and seek. I used to snitch stuff andthen go into the woods to an abandon house to dress up. The risk of beingfound and used was such a rush.But there was one Halloween - I was probably 16 or 17, I mustered up thecourage to go out trick or treating. My. George was right in her face. he was no longer mad. he was worried. Taylor was so horny. she couldn't believe she was so close. she looked at him. he looked at her.Taylor shoved her tongue heavily into George's mouth. all the way in. all the way down. all the way in and down his eager throat.but something was wrong... or right...Taylor pulled her tongue from George's throat. once again looked him in the eyes. he smiled, slowly he broke his gaze and started to look down. she followed his gaze;. I’d love to kiss your breasts!”Penny pulled her sweater over her head without any hesitation, revealing a lacy, lavender-colored bra. I didn’t recall ever telling her that purple was my favorite color, which made it even more exciting. Penny reached around behind her back, then looked up at me and stared me in the eyes. She unhooked her bra, shrugged the straps fall from her shoulders, and let it fall into her lap. I looked down and saw two perfectly firm, perfectly round, small breasts.“You’re. “Vastly different.”“Would you like another drink?” she asked, “I think I need a double, I need to wrap my mind around this.”“Yes please," I answered quietly.I heard her mixing the drinks in the kitchen and wondered where this conversation was going. Was I going to get my fantasy of watching her fuck another man? Was she going to tell me that our marital views are incompatible, and we need to separate? I wasn’t sure how to interpret her words and her expression.Amy returned with our drinks and.