“Who knows what the future holds. But let me put it this way - I'm more open to cuckolding you for real than I was six month ago.”“Jesus! Really...” My heart skipped a beat, and my cock signalled its lewd approval by gleefully rising further.My wife smiled. “Mhmm. But that's not to say I've decided to actually do it. I'm just becoming more open to it.” My wife's smile widened. “So – would you like to see how this plays out? Wanna keep wearing the cage, and see if your adorable little dick gets. Again I heard a door slam, but this time not a car or van door, it was the distintive noise made by a plane door. Silence for a time, and then the roar of engines enhanced my horror. Movement as I felt the plane moving down the small runway of the private airport. As a child I had watched joyfully as the planes landed and departed, wanting to be on board those exciting looking craft.I did not want to be on this one, I did not want to be in the body of a 16 year old girl, I wanted to go back. ” Johnny said. A few minutes later, I was sitting in the passenger seat of my car, almost ready to pass out, as Johnny drove the car. He drove the car silently for a while, until the fresh air coming in from the window sobered me up a little. I sat up and asked him, “So you shot the farmhouse videos in these DVDs?” He nodded. “How bad are they?” I asked. He kept quiet. “Tell me how bad are they?” I asked again. “Sir…. don’t mind me saying this.” he said politely “but your wife is the most sick. Ted grabbed the door knob and pulled it open, acting as if he had just been reaching for the door to leave. Luckily for him he is a large, black man and his excitement was not so obvious in his face.My face, on the other hand, must have been bright red. Fortunately I was able to sit with my back to the door and work at my computer while Ted left with our coworker who had come looking for him.I was thankful for the interruption. I needed the time to regain my composure. All I could think about.