I already knew who did the dirty work.Carla was in bed with the door closed. That was fine, because I didn't want to face her. The whole day started o...ff wrong. I had the feeling Carla was cheating for several months. Since I didn't want it to be so, I tried to ignore it, hoping it would go away. It didn't go away. It just got worse. My wife is a fourth grade school teacher. She usually leaves for school when the boys do. This morning she had a doctor's appointment and wanted to get her eyes. "I'm Kev by the way, he's John. What about you?"There is no way that I'm going to get away with pretending to be a guy. Not only that, I admit that being virtually naked under this waterproof standing in-between two guys with their cocks out is turning me on.I use my most cutesy-girly voice. "I'm whoever you want me to be!"Kev doesn't seem to flinch in finding out I was a girl. "We'll call you Emily then. Do you like it Emily, that two boys are pissing next to you?" Yes." Would you like it more. I laughed. "Oh, and I thought you were just being shy."She turned away from me, popping open the champagne and I realized my best friend was blushing.After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. My marriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, and I just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all my feelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She was holding me and telling me things would work out.Holly got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, and walked me back to the. When she finally let up she planted a kiss on my forehead and I could see a tear in her eye as she smiled and stepped back allowing my dad to have his turn congratulating me. My Dad is not an emotional guy he's a mans man so I wasn’t surprised when he placed a hand on my shoulder and looked in my eye and said, "God job, I'm proud of you." and turned back around to go work on his furs.I would be the first in our family to go to college. My mother was elated at the idea but my father was a little.