I did and played it cool by saying yea, I see what I'm up to and let you know.The week seemed like a year, aching for the next thursday evening.I offe...red to stay late again, he smiled and said, well I'll give you a lift home.This went on for a few weeks, the ride home lasted longer and longer, more chat, more erotic talk.Then after a few weeks and I once again asked could I stay and help it seemed only he and I were left in the building.My mind filled with erotic thoughts I finished what I. "Most women in my position would say something along the lines of 'howterrible, I hope you're going to throw him out,' but I'm not. I'mgoing to ask you what your problem really is."Jane became irritated."My problem? My husband is a transvestite! That's my problem!" OK, I know it's not the thing any wife wants to discover but, deepdown, what's really wrong with that? He's not having an affair orbeing unfaithful." I accept that but he's been doing it behind my back." Probably because he was. He says unbutton and unzip your jeans. I lean up anddo as I am told. He pulls my jeans and boxers down to right below myass. Another slap, this time skin on skin. Each slap is followed by a smallrub of the cheek. Luke says you ok sport and I just nod. A rapid 6 slaps tomy ass and I can feel my cheeks burning. ?Luke says pull your ass apart. I reach behind and pull my cheeksapart. Luke says pull wider. I pull even wider. Slap. Right on my exposedhole. I squeal and let go of my ass. Pull it open. “No, sir, not at all, what she said,” Honey giggled. She seemed intimidated by his well-spoken vocabulary.“I also notice you are both wearing matching dog collars around your necks. Are you fans of punk rock, by chance?” he asked.“No sir, I like the Cars, J. Geils Band, Madonna,” I listed off some of my favorite musicians. I realized after I said that he was asking me why we had on the collars in an indirect manner.I would typically never offer information unless someone specifically needed to.