' I thought it, but didn’t say it.“Where to start? Okay, well you’re a cuckold, especially after last night. I guess that made it official in so...e way.”I’d managed to piece that together on my own. “Right, but what exactly does it all mean?”“A cuckold is someone who’s with a woman who prefers other men for sex. You know what swingers are, right?”I nodded “Yes.”“It’s like we’re swingers, but only I swing. In the cuckolding lifestyle, I’m what’s usually called a ‘Hot Wife’. Since we’re not. Inventory of my dresser drawer contents. "We can do laundry tomorrow." 'Kay," she said. "I was planning on it. While it's working, I can go restock on cheese. And stop by the bakery for some of those rolls you like." This came as she was turning back the covers. I noted that they only went down halfway. That meant we were going to talk before tearing the bed apart.I slid in from my side and met her in the middle. "Hi there, cutie!" You again?" she giggled."Sadly..." Oh, don't be sad," she. She was forced to her knees. One of men was standing behind her holding acane just like Matron used to carry. The other man moved in front of her face.His thing was hard and sticking up. He gripped her ponytail with one hand andguided the throbbing tip towards her mouth - noooo! Nadia clamped her jawsbut yelped as the cane made contact with her bare buttocks. The man in frontpressed the end of his thing against her mouth. She tried to turn away. SWISH!The cane stung the backs of her thighs.. She padded it withsome old nylons, finishing off with the enhancers I normally wore, soI had a pair of cute, well-formed boobs. She had me put on a pair ofher heels. I wondered what the occasion was, but I soon found out,because after I was all dressed up and heavily made up, she broughtover all her girlfriends again--and a boy!"This is Bart, Fran," Sis said. He's going to be your boyfriendtoday."My boyfriend! Another part of my dream come true. I forgot all aboutcomplaining. I didn't.