As I exited the bathroom, I saw my reflection in the full length mirror. What I saw was a beautiful woman, even without makeup and with tousled hair, ...ressed in a sheer robe that really didn't hide much. Even between my legs I looked female, thanks to the gaff/fake vagina that I wore.This was the image of my wife. But this wasn't my wife, it was me. I was the one that succumbed twice to men in situations that could have ruined my wife's career. I was the one who, willing or not, had cheated on. I heard a 'tut' and told her it was pitch black & no-one could see. It was very exciting to think the neighbours backing onyo my property could be watching.I walked her into the house and straight to the shower where I gave her a nice lathery soaping down. She quite enjoyed it, and then I told her I was going to shave her pussy. To my surprise, she did not protest.Once done, I dried her and led her to the living room where I told her to kneel on the floor. I then pushed her forward so her cheek. Oooh Louise! he shouted as I gently played with his balls and fucked him with my mouth until his back jolted and he fed me wave after wave of his warm love juice, I swallowed every last drop. I now wanted to feel this young boys cock inside me, I was still moist and horny. are you having fun then you naughty boy? I asked Ahmed, he smiled I love it he said, I want to stay here with you forever. I continued to gently massage Ahmeds balls, Then I slowly sucked and licked his bell end, I was no. Well, more precisely, for Master. The family was there to serve Master and make him happy. He liked us being fulfilled and happy, so that was important too. But if Ashley were not making Master happy, then perhaps she was the problem I needed to deal with, instead of fixing what was bothering her. That needed more thought, because loophole or no loophole, that was a much bigger decision and risk.What to do?I was still sitting on the dock with my feet in the water when I felt someone walking up.