Ok he said we will continue as you say. I was still bent over his desk when I heard him undoing his trousers. He said come here I did and could clea...rly see his manly hard cock bulging out of his white underwear. I could clearly see the edge of his cock trying to force its way out of his fly hole.He then took my face in his hands and gently gave me a tender kiss. by this time his cock bulge was pressing in my stomach. Whilst he carried on kissing me I reached down and helped his hard cock. She also recounted how, she had been driving her school bus, which she had done for years, and one morning she had hit a bump which caused two hard boiled eggs to become dislodged from deep inside her pussy where her husband had shoved them the night before.As Aim tried to frighten me with tales of her slutdom I was almost about to cum in my pants. She wasn’t prepared to entertain any type of relationship beyond “friends with benies.” I was delusional but I thought I would take a shot of. Don't get me wrong, Roger is a good lover, he always waits for me to reach orgasms. He was also very gifted in the oral sex department, I guess I just wanted more.Life just went on day by day like most couples, our sex life was put pretty much on the back burner. Like Roger said, "Our sex life was good, but not a lot of fireworks." Our life went on like this till our boys were both teenagers, then I felt I wasn't as needed as much.Then it happened, I turned 40 yrs.old. Roger and the boys threw. I had to know what it was liketo wear stockings and high heels and dresses. What started as acuriosity became a compulsion, a compulsion wherein each tentative stepled to the next. Lingerie led to dresses led to high heels led to wigsled to makeup, if you are reading this you know about the evolution of acrossdresser and have likely traveled the same path. There was a freedomand yes a sexual aspect to it.Growing up I was not particularly interested in the standard and overtmacho role nor was I.