I was nervous when I first found out, but know, it doesn’t even bother me that she has a dick.”“Post op?”“Yes,” he said. “The sex is gr...at for me, but…I…I still don’t think I’m gay! I can fuck her without hesitation, but I get all confused when I think about her fucking me. I…I just don’t know what to do. I love her and don’t want to lose her, but I just don’t know what I am anymore.”“Wow, that’s huge,” Heather said. “So, do you give her head?”“No,” he said sadly. “I like to give her. He picked her up so that she straddled the pole.Rachel stood on her tiptoes, her feet near my ears. Jeff took her hands and attached them to a hook on a rope and pulley. He pulled the rope tighter, which dragged her arms forward and up so that she was leaning over. Jeff then bent next to me and grabbed one of Rachel's ankles, slipping a rope around it. He pulled it tight, dragging her foot off the ground and back. He did the same with her other ankle.I looked up and I could see my darling. She was wearing a loose T shirt and jeans. Her hair was dry and I could see she was a strawberry blond with a bob cut. She didn't see me at first because she was still talking to the guy in the room, asking if he wanted anything else from the boot of their car. Having heard him shout no thanks she backed out to walk along the corridor and immediately bumped into me.For one brief moment I had the delightful feeling of her pert breasts pressing into my chest before she jumped back saying how. He went through a year of depression. He drank too much and almost lost his business. His shame was tangible. Although he seldom heard any one refer to his broken marriage, he knew his small home town was abuzz with his failed marriage. Hanson had cuckolded Jeff, and then took his wife away from him completely, and seemingly with no effort.Jeff had even entered therapy but it did little to relieve the pain and shame he felt. He had been headed for disaster. He had no illusions about that. Then.