I am happilymarried for 34 years, a Christian and I don't drink or smoke, but mygenetic makeup is my problem. The heart is in good shape but thesuppor...ting cast is clogged, 90% and over in a couple instances. Oh, and Iam also a "closet crossdresser." My wife doesn't know and I only rarelydress and when I do I have never been out in public. A few years ago Ipoorly attempted to talk to my wife about my childhood and my introductionto my mom's clothes but she didn't take it well and made it clear. . and then shoved it inside her..."How long?" I asked my FWB "3 mins 50 secs " she said.I smiled and said to her bestie as I slowly fucked her "So what sort of slut allows a stranger to fuck 2 of her holes less than 4 minutes after meeting them? That makes you a real slut in my book... one that needs to be thoroughly fucked senseless don't you agree slut?" Yes" she quietly stammered..."Louder slut! Tell me how much of a slut you are being fucked like this!" I'm a slut! A slut that wants to get. What do I do?” She smiled and started stroking my balls. It felt sooo good. “You do both baby. You can be a little slut for me and eventually you will have you own little sluts. Ok?” I nodded emphatically with a big goofy smile on my face. “alright well go get dressed, your sister will be home soon and I need to start dinner and get your rules ready, ok baby?” She kissed my forehead and I ran to my room to get dressed. The rest of the night flew by with Mom and me exchanging knowing. After coming out of the movie I had three missed calls and ten messages. Out of the three missed calls one was from ankitha so I called her. We spoke for an hour as we had not spoken for the past two days. I wanted her to tell her about what happened at school between me and Shobha but I thought of waiting for her to come back. I checked my messages Shobha had asked me to call her back. I called Shobha she did not answer. I tried calling her again but she did not answer “She might be busy” I.