Lisa was anxious to get home to her husband John Jr. Her head was in turmoil over the events of the last couple of hours, but her main concern now was the reception awaiting her from JR. Had she damaged their marriage? It did not sit well that he had accepted her announcement that she was going to cuckold him stoically with no serious attempt to stop her. Didn’t he love her? Was he contemplating a separation? She didn’t t...

When we returned home from our girl adventure on a Saturday. The next morning, we sat down to talk about what to do next. “Elizabeth, You enjoyed the entire week,” Jo declared. “I am sure we had a better time than we would have if you were Bob. I had a great time. It’s up to you, but I think it’s time for you to be a woman full-time.” “Are you sure, Joann?” I asked. “When was the last time you wore male clothing other tha...

It has been nearly a month since John packed a bag and stormed out of their house, furious at his wife’s infidelity. He had met his friend Tom on the golf course after returning from a business conference. “You will be glad to hear that I am medically cleared for normal activities. The stents are working, and my heart is strong again.” Tom told him. “Great news,” John replied, shaking his hand. “Yeah, I came by your house...

In response to the vision of his girlfriend Delphia’s impending late night visit, Jules Kittridge’s penis ballooned into a steely arc. If he touched himself now he would bust a nut and, in so doing, waste the better part of their first embrace in his fist. Jules much preferred the luxuriant clasp of Delphia’s thrusting vagina and the exhilarating shriek of their youthful conjoinment. It had taken him a while to gain the n...

Saturday night, they had a threesome with Tom. In a fit of jealousy, John accused Blanche of cheating on him. She justified her actions as kindness to their mutual friend. Her explanation calmed him down and they went to bed. Sunday morning, he woke to the smell of bacon cooking. Blanche was plating a full breakfast for him when he reached the kitchen. They ate in relative silence. Afterward, she dressed for church and wa...

By the time one has reached my ripe old age (mid-eighties), it seems as if you go from one problem to another without much fun time in between. Mostly, the bad news comes from one of the several medical experts that you are required to visit regularly. Or maybe another of one’s friends or relatives “shuffles off this mortal coil” ahead of you. Or perhaps your financial advisor reminds you of a special tax that is owed imm...

After an exhilarating weekend, my life unfortunately returned to normalcy. Bob went back to work. We came home, had dinner, and watched TV. I realized Joann was processing. Duh. I just told her I wanted to dress and act like a woman. I didn’t want to press my luck. By Thursday, Joann seemed to have made a decision. “I know you want to dress, so take Friday off and do it.” She smiled. Joann kissed me goodbye as she left, s...

I was in a great marriage. We got along, did fun things, and had a great sex life. My wife, Joann, or “Jo”, knew that I had cross-dressed when I was a teenager. I had told her how my sister, Maggie, had dressed me as a girl for a Halloween party when I was sixteen. I told Jo that she had done such a good job that almost everyone at the party thought I was a girl! One guy had even asked me why I hadn’t worn a costume. I en...

The morning after I found out my fiancé had cheated on me with my ex, I woke up with a painful knot in my stomach and a heavy feeling in my chest. Every little thing he did that day just made the hurt worse. The decision to have a threesome with them tonight was impulsive, but when my emotions are in the driver's seat, the rational part of my brain shuts down. On his way out, I could tell he hesitated, his gaze searching...