I moved my foot slowly down again and then came up hard against her bottom. She grunted and renewed her attack on my nipple. I worked my heel round un...il it split the crack of her bottom and then pulled it up hard against her rosebud."Aah!"I began a circular, thrusting motion with my heel. Mary was totally against anal penetration but she had always enjoyed this. Her breathing got shorter and her assault on my nipple grew less as she concentrated on her own feelings.I rolled off and pulled her. "How long have you been cheating on me?" I said in a calm low voice.Her voice began to tremble as I felt her shuffle slightly in the bed "um, well .... the thing.." How long?" I asked raising my voice. "Six months" her voice broke. That statement hit me like a ton of bricks. My chest tightened and my grip on the golf club loosened. Six months?! How fucking stupid have I been not to notice. I sat in silence a little longer, I had one more question. I didn't want to know the answer but I needed. It was a difficult task, but she managed to not show either of herhidden sexual treasures."I can't understand why someone would say those things out loud," Clairewondered. "It's disgusting. Who finds that attractive?"The men stared as the blonde haired, college-aged beauty ignored theircalls for attention. "Yeah whatever. Go fuck yourself lady," theyretorted to Claire's silence.As Claire looked back, the men sitting on the stoop turn their attentionelsewhere and gave up on their harassment. She. He confessed to imagining M spoil him with what she bought, pampering him by helping him bathe and shave his body, touching him by helping him dress. He said that he couldn’t find the words to describe how he might feel being dressed fully as a woman, but admitted to masturbating more frequently than he ever had before and enjoying prolonged orgasms, cumming like a horse as he crudely put it. M didn’t know if this man’s sexual arousal was from some unfulfilled dream of being a cross dresser. .