In my late teens when I found girls (and sex) I purged any clothing that I had and managed to put the ’urge’ behind me. I settled down got married...etc. etc. Unfortunately for me (or not?) my wife like to wear very sexy underwear, stockings and very revealing outfits which meant there were a lot of these ‘things’ around the house. It started small, again, when on a day off I would be doing some washing and find myself holding the knickers against myself, then wearing them until before long I was. He said as a girl how can you cooperate I said please say clearly sir I am not getting your point.Then he said ok I am coming at point directly I want you on my bed and I ensure you that you will get this job. I was shocked and said sorry I can’t do this better I should leave then he said you have my number think about it and inform me before Friday I will wait for your response.Then I came back to room.Different type of thoughts are continuously running in my mind about my career, my family,. I liked being told what to do by a girl, enjoyedplaying with myself using the rubber ball, and enjoyed beingdressed like a girl.As I reached puberty, I learned how to masturbate myself with arubber ball, and built up a whole fantasy world around theincident. I recorded these fantasies in writing.I should have destroyed these stories when I got married, but Ididn't, and my wife found them. She made me explain them to her,and started to exploit my submissive side. She made me get rid ofall the. Hilate hilate mera kuch pani nikal ke mere hath ko lag gaya.hat se uski smell aa rahi thi.mai hat dhone washroom ja raha tha.utne me mami ke room ka door khula aur mami boli…Mami-nik yaha aao.mera hat pith tak nahi pohoch raha ,aur didi bhi soyi hai nahi to maine unhe hi bol diya hota ye cream lagane ke liye.kya tum ise laga doge pls..Mai andar gaya,mami ulti let gayi aur maine unke pith pe cream lagana chalu kar diya.mami ka mulayam sparsh muze pagal kar raha tha.jaise hi mai hato se cream.