My wife's boyfriend of twelve years came over the other day and said he had a tire going down. I was wearing a short V-neck women's tank that was pink in color and a pair of black lace panties. My wife went to my room and got a pair of pink women's short shorts and my white strappy sandals and sent me out to air his tire up. I found a screw in the tire, so I was sent to a garage to have his tire repaired, dressed as I was, so they could have some time alone. No wig or makeup, so I looked like a man wearing women's clothes. It was humiliating, but I loved it.
— Rick, 51