Here's one such story:In the '90s, I was married, and my wife didn't (as far as I knew, anyway) know about my bi or crossdressing interests. I loved h...r very much, but I had these other desires I never shared with her. I kept a small bag of lingerie, condoms, and lube tucked down in the spare tire well in my car, a place I knew she'd never look. Occasionally I would tell her I was going out for a drink in the evening by myself, just to ease up from the day, and go play. My job at the time was. His teeth bite down on the tender bud. I yelp but don't complain as an electric shock goes straight to my core. "Please SIr. May your slut cum?"The fingers are quickly removed and a sharp slap comes to my open cunt. I yelp and hang there writhing. I am left needy. I hear the person move over to the couch and sit down. Jamal and the stranger start talking. I hear glasses clicking and smell cigars being lit. I just hang there while they talk about work as if I am not there. I stay silent knowing. She's the lead designer." Right, that's all you were thinking about her for, wasn't it?" Elizabeth arched an eyebrow at him.Fully on the defensive now, Stan said, "She's very attractive, you know. I am allowed some lapses into fantasy!"The two friends shared a laugh. However, Elizabeth worried inside. Denise should have been on his mind, not Anne — Denise would be upset if she knew. Well, Elizabeth wouldn't be the one to tell her, not yet anyway — after all, Stan was right, a simple fantasy. ..To be mistaken in this was impossible. After all, this video for graceful dancing of a beautiful woman viewed me many-many-many-many times, I knew by heart.Anyway, as soon as the mother appeared from her bedroom, taxi to the restaurant was waiting for us downstairs — I was delighted and amazed to the core. Mom grinned, obviously pleased with my reaction. However, after my mother's admiration of the beauty of it and the excitement... Wild! Incredible! When I finally found the strength to admit.