She quickly said thanks and went to her room. I went to my room and quickly jacked off. I was on fire for this girl now but I had to remind myself t...at I was married to a wonderful woman and so I tried to let it go. Well after that Melody was a little different around me. I noticed when my Wife was at work she walked around without a bra and seemed to talk to me a little more. I just blew her off which must have made her a little more intrigued because I don't think too many dudes ignored. “Y-yeah…I-I do,” he stutters. “How about a swim, you can see the ocean from the house?” “S-sure, I’ll…meet you at the shore?” She gives him a silent nod and with a sigh he heads out the door. He’s a bit confused though can’t remember ever being so hard. Standing in front of the front door he gazes out into the distance, two patches of tall oak trees part to form a sort of path which leads to the great blue “Pacific Ocean.” That all too familiar sound is so intoxicating, so soothing. I don't know why, but I shyly turned my head down and thanked him in my best female voice."Jeez, Sissy, your a little sweety aren't you," he said. This upset me, but at the same time it was nice to be called sweet. He put a Red Coursage on my wrist and proceeded to walk me to his car. It felt very strange the breeze blowing on my nylon clad legs. In such a skimpy outfit I felt so vulnerable, and oh so feminine. At this moment I realized for now I really was a sissy little girl."Oh, wait," Beth. They fish, hunt, talk business, and stuff." I'm invited, but it's totally a guy-thing so my husband introduced me to Jerold, a black guy he works with, who my husband noticed had kind of a thing for me.My husband had seen him in the shower and I guess he thought this guy would do it for me, which he does.I was amazed. "So you spend weekends with this guy?" A lot of them. The way it started was this one Saturday my husband called me from the lake and said fishing was exceptionally good and they.