Handling the situation

"And here I thought you had gone totally gay," I said as I walked seductively across the room and rested a hand atop his cock. "Okay, so tell me everything. Where have you been? Who have you been with?"

I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and gave it a squeeze.

"I've been staying with Diego,"" he admitted.

"Oh, you been wearing that little brown ass out?"

"No."

For a moment I was confused, then it dawned on me. My husband had turned into a gay bottom.

"Oh fuck, he is wearing your ass out!" I exclaimed, and he nodded. I started stroking him. "You've always been a submissive bitch, I guess that makes sense. I mean, i wanted to be the one to take your cherry, but I can't blame you for not wanting Mike's cock in your ass."

I leaned in and kissed him on the neck.

"Clearly you aren't gay," I whispered in his ear. My hand that wasn't stroking his cock moved around to his ass and I slipped a finger between his cheeks. "Maybe we should have a little husband and wife fun...just us like old times."

"Okay," John moaned.

"Anything else you've done this week?"

"I like dressing up in women's clothes," he blurted.

I stopped stroking and stared at me again. I pictured John dressed as a slutty girl and I think I almost orgasmed.

"Well shit, all these years we could have been playing dress up? I wish I had known about that!"