Do You Think I Cheated On My Wife?
I have a good marriage. Almost 18 years and I still love her very much. However, since I was young, I have this very powerful. And only occasional desire to dress up like a sexy girl. I don't mean one of those hairy guys in panties, I wear a corset and full makeup, stockings, heels and wigs - really pretty sexy if I do say so.
For years this desire was satisfied just with the experience of dressing, feeling the silky hose go over my legs and the smell and feel of creamy red lipstick. About 18 month ago I went to an event for crossdressers. I just had to go to it -- as most guys who share my "hobby" (and there are thousands and thousands maybe millions of men like me who never tell their wives or any living soul) I am very alone and isolated in this "need:" I felt I needed some affirmation before I turned 40 and so I went to an Event and OMG -It was so much fun. I wore a sexy pink shift with spaghetti straps and cold shoulders that came 4 inches over my knees and a pair of bedazzled pink strappy 4-inch heels in a size 11 from eBay - but underneath I was fully corseted with garters and light pink Thigh Highs and delicate satin pink panties over it all. The dress was just short enough that when I sat down or turned quickly you could see the top of the thigh highs and the garter holding them in pace. I did not miss the looks I got from the male admirer's and some of the other "Gurls". I had my makeup done by a true transgender makeup pro who comes to these events for a fee. When she is done with me, and my blond wig is quaffed and perfectly in place, my own mother would have walked by me without knowing who I was. I thought I really looked hot. (I will save the story of how my Mother caught me and caused me to cross-dress for another time)
After a fun banquet style dinner, the "gurls" from the event went into the big hotel lobby bar for drinks and dancing. When they played "Dancing Queen" everyone flocked to the dance floor and I don't think I ever felt so free - spinning and gyrating in my hot mini-dress and heels. I felt so welcomed, as if I was a new member of a wonderful secret club. After a dance or two, I noticed that the bar at the hotel was pretty full of guys - all giving us the eye. Mostly these guys were in their 40s and 50s and very regular looking not perves at all. Clean cut, handsome guys.
One of these guys came up to me and we started chatting and I could tell instantly that he was hitting on me. It was amazingly flattering as it had never ever happened to me before - having never gone out side of the closet this was a new and strangely satisfying experience.
A couple of drinks and he was getting more persistent, and I thought to myself -- "You came here to experience new things and free up your lifelong secret for yourself so: if not now when?" So - I encouraged him a bit with a soft touch here and there and it seems like it was literally moments later we were in the men's room in the big hotel bathroom. He took me in a stall at the end of the row and held me around the waist and kissed me deeply with his tongue before I could say a thing. I was shattered - it was my first time being kissed by a man and I was surprised at how good a kiss it was and found myself surrendering to him - kissing him back deeply with open mouth and tongue.
He quickly unzipped and I automatically dropped to my knees and took his cock, it grew harder and bigger and warmer and I remember thinking how wild it was to feel another man's penis growing larger and larger inside my mouth. When he was hard (not long at all mind you) he stood me up and spun me around and forced my panties down around my knees. He just spit on his hands and forced two fingers inside of me. I gasped - but I held fast and in an instant - his cock was inside me just a little bit, then, more and more until it was buried deep inside me. I found myself pushing back and grinding against him without even realizing it. Then it was over it had only been minutes. He pulled out of me with a soft sucking noise and zipped up, left that stall and was gone in an instant without a single word to me not even a glance. I found myself alone in a strange men's room dressed like a girl with panties down my waist and my lipstick all messed up and a warm pale liquid leaking out of me and dripping on to the floor. The feelings were so mixed for me - On one hand I was disgusted and ashamed of myself and felt such the whore and a betrayer of my Wife and my sacred marriage vows, and on the other hand, that fullness in my bottom and the smell and taste of him that lingered on was so exciting. I comforted myself that this was just an experience so I could prove to myself that this was not my lifestyle and that would be the end of it.
After cleaning up I went back into the lobby bar to see some of my new "gurl" friends and have one more drink to stay my nerves before I changed and showered and headed home - which was a 45-minute drive, to my Wife. My resolve to never do that again ever ever ever, never - lasted about ten minutes until one of the first guy's friends came over from across the bar I could tell that he already knew what had just happened in the men's room. He took me by the arm - saying "Can I talk to you.?" He was strong and so I went without a fuss - he marched me back into the same men's room just off the lobby and without a sound or one single word he pulled out his cock and stroked it hard in front of me. I said, "Hey pal -- no no no-- that was a onetime thing with your friend -- sorry, but this is not me, I'm married." He tried to force me to suck him - I resisted and stood up but he grabbed my waist and spun me around and in 2 seconds, (because I was still dilated and slippery inside from the first guy), he was fucking me. I found myself pushing back against him in time with his thrusts and in less than one minute I felt his ejaculate come inside me, it was the first time I felt that hot glow from the flowing cum and I knew in my heart that I was now truly hooked.
Later, I was invited up to one of my new Gurl friends' rooms with five or six others and of because I was flattened to be included (these girls were so HOT) I went along. We giggled and were hyper girly and then the stories came out naturally, they all told stories of men who had found them attractive and they were laughing about how so very many straight and married guys want to have sex with a crossdresser. One of the gurl's said, "You know I'm 62 years old. With my face tape and makeup, a pair of heels and a wig I look 40 and I am having more sex in my life now that I ever did when I was younger." The stories went around the room all pretty much the same, secret meetings with "straight" and married guys and it came out that, every one of the five gurls in the room was married. Some of their wives know that they dressed and went to conventions or out to "Tranny Nights" and some of the wives do not know at all-- but none of the wives knew that every single one of these "gurls" (who each appeared to be sexy women) was having a robust and exciting and dirty sex life with strange men.
After that weekend I never said a single word to my Wife, and I hid my girlie things carefully in the garage. Now six months later I go once a month to the "Tranny Night" at the local bath house or to a TG friendly club 40 minutes away or even to a crossdressers event in January every year. I always make arrangements for my makeup first, and there is not one time that I have not had an amazing and new sexual experience. The second time I went out to the Tranny Night I sucked 6 cocks and 3 of them came in my mouth, I was fucked by 4 different guys before I would shower scrub down pack up and head home. My wife lying next to me never suspected that I had been gang banged 2 hours earlier and the taste of cum was still strong in my mouth and that fullness in my bottom from the poundings I had received was a gentle pulsing memory.
I love my wife and an am perhaps a better husband in every way than most guys, most cross-dressers who are somewhere in the transgendered spectrum make the best husbands. Caring, considerate, fashion forward, willing to help, great listeners and no macho bullshit -- but if she ever saw me getting pounded in the ass with a cock in my mouth and 4 other naked men waiting their turn. It would be over forever. Because -- as I hard as I pretend - I know that this, is cheating on my Wife.
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