I put mostly vodka inthe glass. I almost chugged the first one, then I made another. I beganwondering how things would affect my new body. Before I wa... just 5'8" 175,now I had to be 6'2" or 6'3" and easily 225-240. I was ripped. I couldn'tpinch an inch of fat on my legs or side. The ripples in my stomach provedthat there was absolutely no fat there.My phone had been ringing all day, but I just kept hitting ignore andhoping it would stop. People had come by and knocked on the door, but Iwasn't. I never thought much about it, butit did end up with me crying often because I felt helpless about theirbullying.I didn't feel girly at all, I wasn't attracted to boys and I wasn'teffeminate in my manners, but what I did feel was a great curiosity andattraction for everything feminine. I should clarify at this point that Ispent all my childhood and adolescence surrounded by women. In mygrandmother's house (also divorced since before I was born), my mother, myyounger sister and I lived together.. In other words, the cuckold husband - me.My ultimate fantasy has always been to see my wife in another man's arms, in another man's bed, and enjoying it. This thought has fueled my fantasies for nearly two decades, and this spring Sally said yes.I won't go into the details, but suffice to say that we met a gentleman - Ted - through the Hot Wives Forum. This was wonderful because he understood from the start where I was coming from, and he has been amazingly receptive to his "role" in our little. . " she started to say but stopped when she saw him pull a black box from his jacket.Jimmy's hands were shaking as he fumbled with the box before opening it. He turned the box around and held it out to his mother.Jennifer saw the large diamond gleaming brightly in the dim light of the restaurant. Now Jennifer's hands were shaking as she reached out to take the box."Jimmy, what is this?" Mom, I know we can't ever really be married," Jimmy whispered, his voice shaking, "but... but... I want to be.