And all the time, my mother-in-law's face wore a smile of smug satisfaction. She had the same smile eachtime she played the recording of the show to h...r many lady friends whenthey visited our house. And I would be there in my maid's uniform toserve tea to them. But there was no doubt that seeing myself as a sissyhusband on television was rather an erotic sensation. I felt my cockstiffening in my knickers whenever I saw it. I hoped the visiting ladieswould not notice.EPILOGUEYou have read how my. “You want to go without it; I don’t that’s the big fucking difference”.John began spending more time on sex websites reading about women who were desperate for no strings attached sex. This made him even more frustrated; because some were in easy travelling distance, but he did not dare answer them. Eventually his surfing took him to a site called “Third Party” where a married discussion group was saying how much their love lives had improved by introducing a third party to their bed. There. I can't tell you how good I feel." Karen glowed.And we tried our best to make the other feel even better. And we succeeded.Spring kept Beck for us. Karen and I made love three times before we went to sleep. In the morning, I woke her. "I love you, Mrs. Randolph." Show me, Mr. Randolph." And we did.Later, I walked with Spring. "Something is still unsettled in my mind. I thought it was Karen, but it's something else."Spring said, "Are you worried about us?"I knew she meant the pregnancies. I. “Not good enough, slut,” he whispers hastily tugging on my blouse, ripping the buttons off exposing my modest chest and soft white stomach. I feel my wetness creep down my thighs as I notice the way he is staring hungrily at my fleshy body. He spins me around, ripping my blouse off my back, roughly tugging my bra open sliding it down my arms before tightly gripping my small breasts in his strong hands. I groan as I feel his hard member against my generous ass. “Do you want me to bend over my.