Getting ready for Bob

After cumming, you stripped down and took a shower. When you were clean, you brushed your teeth and collapsed naked in the bed, sleeping like a baby. The sun woke you the next morning as it shone on your bare skin.

You grabbed your cell and texted in a vacation day to your boss.

Bob would be coming back by later today, and you already knew you wanted to look good for him. You had convinced yourself that this didn't make you gay, this was just one of those things you did when Susan was out of town and you were a bachelor for a few days that you didn't do when she was home...like smoking cigars, drinking heavily and watching porn.

Except in this case you were smoking a cock, wearing a dress and hoping to get ass fucked by your wife's dream contractor.

You can't help but wonder what Bob will say if he gets you naked and realizes you are a man. When Bob got you to suck his cock, he clearly thought you were Susan, would he be so eager if he knew you were John.

You also can't help but think about Susan. Until last night when you sucked another man's cock, you had never cheated on her...at least not for real. You had gone to a strip club or two and watched some porn...maybe fantasized about her friends, but you'd never cheated.

"What she doesn't know wont hurt her," you said as you climbed out of bed and threw open your wife's closet.

You look through her clothes slowly, trying to decide what will look best on you and what will turn Bob on the most. A sexy black dress? A short plaid skirt? Butt hugging cut off jean shorts?