They promised to be long ones.Clitty didn’t work, at least not at a paying job. Her avocation seemed to be finding and fucking men she found interes...ing. She was excellent at keeping up outward appearances too, seeming like a dutiful and loving wife at social and family events. She was an excellent cook and housekeeper; a gracious hostess. She provided satisfying pussy on demand, but just not limited to her husband who partook as his horns got to be too much.At first her frequent infidelities. Her legs up in the air and wide apart with Josh using his pelvis movements to send his fat cock deep into her gasping wetness. I stared at the shaft of his cock buried in her in awe and as her tits bounced in time to her pounding I stroked my own cock in response to the viewFeeling a bit redundant I knelt close to her head. She looked up at me with an expression of dirty satisfaction on her faceThat looks fucking good I uttered and she gasped in agreement. Makes me want to wank my cock looking. " Honey, I am sorry that you and her broke up. Maybe it's for the best." How could it be for the best? The best thing that had walked into my life had just walked out of it, and I felt like dying. The only thing that was masking me feel any better was talking to her."Perhaps, but, it still hurts. I loved her a lot, and I thought that she and I were going to get married, have our own life, and raise a family. It's hard to think about where I am going to go now." Well, I am here for you. All you. Won'tthat be exciting princess?" she chuckled. "Get you tucked into a tightpanty girdle to give you that 'slit' look, add a waist cincher and thenone of these pretty 'real' brassieres and do your hair and makeup niceand feminine and nobody will ever suspect you were ever a young man," Shefinished excitedly as she looked him over, all the male physical traitsnow gone!He grunted and writhed as Gladys then fitted him for another brassiere.This one a delicate white satin paneled one, a half-cupped.