Once out on my own I thought of finding a masterful bisexual man to make me his sissy male wife. But, instead I found my present wife and we fell for ...each other. My little 4-inch, thin penis seemed okay for her, as well as my two-minutes of thrusting until I ejaculated. I know she faked orgasms because she would moan every time as she felt my ejaculation inside her sweet vagina. The timing was simply too perfect.But, the marriage was happy, and my thoughts of being queer and crossdressing. I reached for his cock, so warm and big and pulsing in my hand, and guided him to my pussy, crying out at how hot his cock was against the flesh between my legs after the cool shower.He started up a quick pace, reaching to pull one of my legs up. My arms encircled his waist as I panted beneath him, moaning and trying desperately to meet his thrusts, but too pinned beneath him to really move properly.It felt dirty, in a wickedly arousing way, to still be wearing our robes as he rutted into me. ” “Answer the door and come right back.” I opened the door, holding my towel in place, and said, “Come in, I will be just a second.” And sat at the computer. I looked over at him and typed to Sarah, “He is walking towards me now.” That was the last thing I was able to type for some time. Denzel stood behind me for a moment as I stared at the computer screen, and then his hands slowly reached down and began massaging my shoulders. I just closed my eyes and sat there frozen, not moving a muscle.. Reaching the bedroom, he opened the door and looked in. His heart was beating a thousand miles an hour until he saw her on the bed. He stared at her naked body in shock. The cover had slipped down to her waist baring her breasts in a fashion that had never occurred in their entire marriage. In her sleep, she was twisting one of her very erect nipples between her thumb and forefinger.His shock gave way to concern when a small moan escaped from her lips. He called over to her, “Shirley, are you.