Her body tightened and she let out a series of spurts that covered my face and head with more fluid than I have ever seen a woman do. The first and m...st intense spray actually touched the ceiling. Yami kept her hands on my shoulders and kept her grip around us until she heard Nicole stop yelling and felt her go limp in my arms. “Oh my fucking, god. Please don’t drop me. I don’t think I can walk.”I just chuckled with delight and carried her over to the couch I had tossed Yami on and laid. I’d completely forgotten about it but apparently she hadn’t. In my confusion I tried to think of who I knew named Jen, and could only think about a student of mine. But ‘cheated on’ what could my wife mean? My confusion must have been written all over my face because Ann glared at me and put her hands on her hips. ‘When you were a teenager, you were dating Jen but fucked some other girl because Jen lied to you! Does that mean you’d cheat on me if you found out I ever wasn’t honest?’ Suddenly. Not only was this like a fantasy come true,but to make it even better, it was like we didn't have a choice. This wasnot me giving in to some deep, dark desire and feminizing my son; no, thiswas on doctor's orders!I tried to sound very casual as we got in the car, saying, "Well, thedoctor said that buying you a bra would help your chest feel better. Iknow that might feel a little weird for you, but really, she's right, halfthe world does it. Let's just go do it and not make a big deal out of. Before I knew it they excused themselves and gave their goodnights before heading to Tyler’s room. I was left to my own devices and decided I too would go to bed. I settled into bed and wondered for the weekend plan. As I was drifting off to sleep a gasp and moan awoke me. Slight squeaks from the movement of the bed springs from the next room called me to get up and watch the action that was on display. Tiptoeing in the hall way I saw Tyler’s door was slightly ajar. The light from his lamp.