Married to a sexy woman how I rarely have sex with, I instead have been using public venues to indulge my desires for submission, humiliation, and cuc...olding. My wife is not into this kind of play and so I have been looking elsewhere for it for years. I look pretty alpha male, muscular and tall, but inside am pure sissy.Well, anyway, that night at the power exchange was hot. I probably spent an hour eating Lydia out while groups of guys watched and jerked, and then we invited other men into. Then, “Would you do it right now? I need it badly and my husband refuses. It is my right to take a substitute.”“Come to my apartment when your laundry is finished.”Her husband worked very long hours at one of those salaried jobs exempt from overtime, so we had lots of time to do what needed to be done.She soon arrived, flushed with excitement and fear. She asked if I would turn down the lights because of her ugly body. I told her I would this time but I didn’t agree with that description of. Joanne asked my if I wanted to go with my to the grocery, so I left with her. "I told you it would be okay Donna. In fact, by the look on your face I'll bet you're on cloud nine right about now." Not answering her, I only smiled, half at Joanne and half for myself. With my skirt swirling around my knees we bought the groceries for the week. That night I went over my body carefully, making sure that there was no sign of maleness about me. My body was silky smooth to the touch and with my special. On our first day back in school, it did snow.We actually arrived on Sunday night after a tearful goodbye with Mike and Anne. I reassured them that they weren't losing us - we'd be home again in four weeks for Christmas, and they'd still see us on weekends and game nights.I guess Mike and Ann had become used to having the two of us around. It still didn't really make sense to me though because while we were on our two-week semester break, Mike and Ann had still worked. I think we saw them more.