for so many years, through college, dating numerous girls, you were even my best man at my wedding. Now we've had sex, man to man. You've seen me cross-dressed for your fantasy. Am I just your play thing now? Your anal whore, blow job slut, cum bucket? You bring plates of food to the table and sit down. I look at my plate, my stomach still unsettled. I look up and say, "Look. About this arrangement. I love my wife..." You interrupt me, "Whoa, whoa! Don't freak out now