When Janie told meshe wanted a separation I was hurt and confused. We had been married fiveyears and true, it wasn't as good now as it was in the begi...ning. For onething, we rarely had sex anymore and if we did, it was quite routine.When we first met and starting dating, everything was great. We did lotsof stuff together and had sex all the time. We were so good together,that I had the confidence to tell her about my cross-dressing. She seemedfine with it and even participated. She helped me. The girls mentioned they were goingto the bar for drinks, I mentioned for them to get me one too. I picked upthe form from Sherry the girl from the radio station, and went over to thetable where the girls were and filled out the form, then went back to Sherryto turn it in. She handed me a fish bowl and said pick a number! I gotnumber ONE! Oh great! well I guess first up, the sooner it's over, yes Iknow I seem awfully nervous and all. But I guess I should have picked abetter time for my first. And with that, I had conjured up some place that was a whole lot more comfortable... a replica of my old living room. It hadn't taken me long though to get bored of just my living room and to expand my conjured home into a replica of my entire old apartment."Home sweet home," I had exclaimed in delightedly, feeling very pleased that I could be back in comfortable surroundings rather than just the endless gray nothing.Of course, it didn't take me long to realize that I could conjure up anyplace. The old man was still standing in his original position. But he had forgotten to stuff his hairy big black balls inside his overall. I pretended to not notice. I lifted her head and put the cup to her mouth, "here darling, have a sip." What the hell is that," he roared and ripped the plastic cup from my hand. In doing so he jerked so wildly (intentionally I think) that his entire cock flipped out and landed on my face with a thud. A single thread of his precum sort of joined him and me.