Her heels clicked the ground & I just wanted to destroy her more than I had just done. So she lay on my bed & I took out a full bag of leather clothin.... Dresses, gloves, thigh boots & pants. She was stunned & a little speechless. ‘I’m a transvestite’, I told her. ‘I also get turned on having sex in full leather with heels’. She couldn’t believe it. ‘I want you to dress up for me & we’ll fuck some more’. I was speechless. ‘You’re a kinky bugger aren’t you? Never fucked a man in boots before’ as. But sir, it is not enough for me. It gnaws at me. Sir, I feel like I need to serve penance." Penance?" I asked, confused."Yes, sir," she replied. "It is not enough for me to just change my behavior. I need to be punished for my past actions so that I can let them go."We were delving into some deep psychological stuff that I did not feel prepared to deal with. "What do you mean punished?" I asked."I don't mean the spankings you have been giving me," she said, smiling. "Those are fun and I. " His word, not mine. Maybe this will be too much for you. Hmmm? Maybe I should stop..." Wait! What? No - tell me!" She just couldn't resist teasing, right up to the last minute."Michael picked me up at lunch today, just a few blocks from the office. Don't worry - no one saw us. But even if they had, he and I do go to lunch together now and then just to talk shop. Still, it was exciting, imagining everyone knew I was slipping away to fuck a man who isn't my husband. I would never want the. Do we darling?" she said to me."No that's fine with me!" I added, suddenly wondering just what it was my wife had in mind."There's only one thing though!" Andy said as he helped my daughter to her feet. "We haven't got any whisky in for you to drink."Again my wife was quick with an answer. "That's ok. You go ahead and take Simone off home and get her to bed. We'll go back to ours and pick up some drinks and bring them over. How does that sound?"Just sitting there looking at the two of them,.