You'll see, it'll be fine. Just leave everything to me."I was too overcome to argue further. My mind, my very soul was in turmoil. The travesty of the...things I'd witnessed was more than I could get my head around. I had to think. "Leave everything to you? Trust you? I don't think so," I said.That I was crushed would be an understatement of heroic proportions. She had made me her cuckold, and she was trying to make me like it, or at least accept it. And she had as much as said that she intended. I was slightly nervous and tried to talk him out of it. 23 guys, beer and an anal slut. Does that sound hazardous to anyone else? Everyone arrived at the same time. I just slipped on a cute Santa's Girl dress John found last year. I looked in the mirror. I looked and felt like a christmas bitch slave! I stepped out side and passed the beer table. Half of what I put out was gone. I passed a corner to discover they were all drunk playing poker. “There you are honey” John wrapped his arms around. I looked through thewardrobe and decided on a nice short black skirt and a blouse, Icarefully applied some makeup and tried my best to brush my hair into afeminine style. Finaly I squeezed my feet into a pair of high heeledstilleto shoes and made my way downstairs and watched TV (and my legs!)for a while. For a long time now I have wanted to venture outside but never had thecourage, however I decided tonight I would risk walking around mygarden. It was dark and very cold outside, I made sure. In absence of my wife it was quite unbearable for me to stay without sex. So I had to always find alternate ways to meet my sexual hunger. I informed the matter to my wife about what I had done and she indirectly supported me to continue the process as she had nothing for her helplessness.Suddenly one day my wife phoned me at my office and informed me that, Mamun Vai’s son, who was a one-year kid has been suffering from unidentified physical problem and he would have to consult with a.