" Sounds to me like you are a repressed cocksucker and in denial! Yourwife told me that she thinks that all crossdressers are cocksuckers andwants me ...o determine if that is true. Anyway continue." Well let's see, all that is left is that I am a fan of latex andbondage. I love total enclosure. The smell of latex is really erotic tome. Get me dressed a catsuit, hood, penis gag, and truss me up in abondage bag and I'm in heaven. In latex I expect an orgasm. My wife isnot a fan of this past time. As she took a step towards her dresser, she felt a slight twinge in her ass and it brought back the fucking she had received last night from Chris. After that first time, they had fucked twice more, each time in her ass, because she wasn't going to let him fuck her pussy.But Chris hadn't minded that at all. He had gone to the bathroom, returning with a wet cloth and cleaned his cock. She had then taken the limp member in her mouth and sucked on it until it was hard again, coating it with her. He stared at her in wonder, and he licked his lips and opened his mouth as well.They moved closer to each other just a bit more. He wants me. And the strange thing is, I want him too.Joey’s face suddenly turned fearful, and a look of anguish came over him. “Ahhh...” he moaned, and he pulled away immediately, rolling on his back until he faced away from her, and curled up into a fetal position.Tricia was stunned. “What is it? What’s wrong?”“I...” he struggled. “I don’t know. I think I’m. I was sorry that our so wonderful, sexually so fulfilled and rewarding affair would end. I was relieved that Erika had suspected nothing. I also believed that my affair with Helen had not changed our marital relationship for the worse. I had no wish to confess my trespass and inflict hurt.However, listening to Helen’s description of her marriage made me feel very uneasy about its future.At first, I had not taken Helen’s claim that Rilke’s Der Panther and my reading and suggestive interpretation.