As a new husband four years ago, I went along with my wife and played at cross-dressing. As it was exciting and fun, I didn't mind. Little by little, my wife kept up the game. I was getting sex so I played along. One day, I came home to find I had no male underwear, just panties, camisoles, bras, nighties, etc. in my dresser. I tried to reverse this process with no luck. My wife just kept cajoling me with sex and sweetness. One night, I was told to dress up in a very sissy pink nightie with ruffled panties. I did so, and I was blindfolded and hand-to-foot bound. My wife explained that while on my knees I was to perform oral sex on her and that I would afterwards be rewarded. I agreed. Next, along with the blindfold, speaker phones were placed on my ears and music was turned on. It was nice and I was willing to play. Little did I know that my wife had a lover. As she stood in front, he came in from behind her. Something didn't seem right. I tried to pull away, but I was being held by my rather long blonde hair. I gave him oral for a long time, and suddenly it was over. I was left listening to my wife have sex with another man. After several hours, my wife took the blindfold off and explained that since I had given in to her demands for cross-dressing, she figured she would have fun with it and that she had enjoyed the evening. We agreed to do this four or five times a year, and then she went back to bed with him.
— David, 41