Lucky

Sunday morning, snuggling with my wife, I'm wearing a dress shirt that fits like a night gown. My wife is fondling my erect penis that measures solid 4.5 inches while I tell her about my Saturday night.

A lifetime cross dresser, out only to a very few people. My wife being the most important of those that know. She also knows my very best friend has had me in ways usually reserved for only those intimately involved. I am very submissive to him and only take the bottom role.

We recently moved home after nearly a decade away and my wife made certain surprise arrangements. I was returned home Sunday morning wearing only his shirt, my panties, and my socks. He said I could collect my boy clothes later.

My Saturday consisted of reuniting with Byran. We had dinner with him and then my wife told him he could have me for the night. I crawled into bed Sunday, exhausted and used. And Cindy wanted the story. I wanted a shower but as she fondled me, while Byran's fluids leaked from me, I told my wife.

No complaints... I'm lucky.

By Anonymous

Relationship CONFESSION

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