I seem to think they are Oh! So Butch. Sorry!!For a long time now, I've had these fantasies of being dressed up andtreated as a young pre-teen age gir.... Anywhere from being in those prettydresses and bonnets to a teen age College girl. The thought of wearingbeautiful soft frilly underwear and pretty dresses. Having dolls and mycuddly teddy 'Prince' to play with. Or being dressed and treated like aproper Sissy-boy. Like in art work I've seen and have in my scrapbooks. Iwould go into Fabric. "Weirdly, her request sent my cock almost bursting from my cage. I actually enjoyed the thought!Considering I was sexually frustrated and it wasn't as easy to find another partner for myself as I'd thought it'd be, I jumped at the chance to find her a sexual partner. I started to surf the net while trying to find the Tinder of cuckolding.I found a cuckolding website and put my ad up. Even though it was sexually arousing, it still wasn't easy to put up an ad that offered my wife to be fucked by. I had left Con's sitting on top of the pile in the box, intending for him to go first, so I grabbed it and tossed it to him, calling out his name."Constantine Dedomena Fylakas!" Con grabbed the phone out of the air, and pulled the paper wrapped a round it off with a snap of the rubber band that had been holding it."Watch this process." I said to the room. "You'll all be doing the same thing in a minute."Con fed the cell phone into the slot on the top of the box, the lower recess lit up and he. Bar on one side, restaurant on the other.I was there ahead of her, waiting in an out-of-the-way booth, private and secluded. She walked in looking great, dressed uncharacteristically in a black sexy dress and sunglasses. I stood up. We hugged. I complemented her on looking extraordinary and she complemented me on my new shirt.We had a few drinks and were having a nice, relaxed, romantic time. She was nervously going through her drinks like a weed eater, especially since neither of us really.