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I should have known she had a need for a real man.
For most men there is something utterly mortifying when their wife cuckolds them seemingly out of the blue. But in my case, that of a married submissive sissy, as difficult as it was when She told me She had taken on a lover, I shouldn’t have been surprised.
She knew what I did and she accepted it….at least she seemed to ….. she’d already told me having a cross dressing submissive husband would probably not have been her first choice…but she also told me she loved me….and knew this was who I really was.
I should have realized she needed a real man…. as does any normal woman …. if she was a lesbian or bi then she might have actually liked to sleep alongside a hubby in a pink nightie…but she wasn’t.
And she realized my dressing desires had intensified as did my submissiveness. She probably thought that having kids (two daughters a year apart) might change me. It didn’t. Though the girls didn’t know about my crossdressing I always wondered if they suspected anything.
Other times, if she needed to get off, she'd simply sit on my face until she was satisfied - quite indifferent to my needs.
There was also some teasing on weekends…. she’d lay out a cute bra and panty set for me to wear before going out shopping with the kids for a few hours, knowing I’d slip into it as soon as they were gone.…..giving me time to play “sissy.” It was so thoughtful of her.
And eventually when the kids had left home she started becoming more dominant with me. With the maids uniform she bought me came some domestic duties and a list of expectations with consequences for failing to meet them. I was enjoying the fantasy aspect and putting up with the less desirable aspects of this new arrangement.
“This is what you wanted isn’t it?” she would ask. It was. After I’d acknowledge it she would tease me even more.
“You’re such a pathetic pantywaist of a husband” she said one Saturday afternoon as I did housework in my maids uniform. Lifting up my dress she felt my crotch and giggled at the little erection her words had caused.
"Look at that. How many wives have husbands who wear cute little pink panties like those. They're your favorite aren't they?" I didn't answer, instead I just breathed heavily as my cock grew stiffer.
“I’ll bet you’d love all my friends to know I married a sissy wouldn’t you? I wonder if they’d feel bad for me or be jealous of me” she laughed. “Maybe they’d tell me I should find a real man” she continued. She knew this type of humiliation aroused me and continued rubbing my pantied penis.
“Look at you, aroused at the thought of your wife having a boyfriend. Is that also something you’d like?” she asked me. I nodded and pathetically said “yes.”
“Your such a good little sissy cuckold” she said. I couldn’t hold myself any longer and came in my panties as she continued to fondle me. I felt my knees go week and was barely able to stand as I came in my panties.
“Good girl” she said as she always did after I would cum.
Then she kissed me.
“I want you to know I still love you and love having you as my sissy maid” she said.
Like a good submissive, I knelt down in front of her and thanked her profusely.
It was just at that moment that she broke the news to me.
“I also want to thank you for being who you are. I was pretty sure you would enjoy being a cuckold” she said. “You’d hinted at it a couple of times.”
I looked up at her and smiled and began to say something when she immediately put her fingers to my lips.
“I want you to know that I have a boyfriend, a lover. I needed a real man. Can you blame me?” she asked.
“No. I can’t” was all I could say.
