I guess you could say it was all my fault. I was never really into normal sex. At a younger age I use to dress up, and did so till I got married. After that I tried to stop, but, she found out, and was OK with it for awhile. But, too soon, she decided that she wanted to play around and used that as a excuse so divorced with kids. (she happily gave me custody so she could party all she wanted). After that, I dressed up every so often, mostly with only bra and panties, and got myself off on it. Soon, I tired of that and thought that I had at last moved on to other things. I met my current wife threw her mother. I had dated her mom in High school and ran into her from time to time. This time, she had her 16yo daughter with her. Well, her daughter was kinda of a WILD one. And got off on fooling around with her moms bf’s. (I later found out that she had since she was 13) When her mom wanted to move back out west, she wanted to stay. Her mom let her (I was shocked), and turned out to be a life changing day. The stories I could tell about her from 16 to 20, but That’s for later. This started about when she was 22.




We had always talked kinky stuff. Admitted secret desires. and tried different things. One night, sitting on the porch drinking a few beers, we started getting a little playful. My son walked out and caught me playing with her boobs. His eye’s about popped out. Instead of sending him back to bed, I wouldn’t let her put her shirt down and told him since he saw them, Look.