They begin to realise that they’re actually more interested in their wife’s or partners clothes than in her.Until now they’ve been lying to them...selves. Now they’re lying to her as well.Sooner or later, for most of them, the relationship fails.Free to dress up more regularly they spend most of their private time mincing about in stockings or pantyhose, lingerie, heels, skirts wig - the whole kit and caboodle.The start wearing stockings and lingerie under their men’s outerwear.That of course is. So war auch eine Beziehung momentan für sie undenkbar.Wie konnte es so weit kommen, fragte sich Simone also. Dabei hatte es doch eigentlich so gut begonnen.In ihrer kleinen Heimatstadt wurde sie nach dem Schulabschluss bei einem Cateringservice für Veranstaltungen aller Art angestellt. Ihr gefiel diese Arbeit sehr gut, jedoch träumte sie immer davon, selbstständig zu sein und ihr eigenes Geschäft zu führen, aber in der kleinen Stadt gab es zu wenige Chancen, sich zu etablieren.Deshalb hatte sie. Slowly I continued my way down to her pussy, which was so wet that her clit was sticking out, and then I sucked on it to make her cum. I stuck my cock into her wet love tunnel, and heard her moaning. Going slowly we thrust our bodies against each other until I started to cum. Then we lay there resting until we get our breath and strength back. After a while Red asked me where the bedroom was, and then led me there to continue with our ‘discussion’. Pulling the covers back, we lay down on the. "Then I felt a sharp pinch in my right side. As I rubbed where it hurt I flinched and said, "Ouch!" What's the matter?" asked Tammy."I don't know. I just got a very sharp pain in my right side. It's fading now, but something hurt me."Marilyn leaned over toward me onto the side of the conference table saying, "You're face is a little pale. Something's happened to you." I'm a ghost," I thought. "Aren't I supposed to be pale?"Well, that brought the proverbial house down. All of my friends broke.