Married but into shemales?

[pantyhosesissyinma]

I have the same feelings as you. Once our son was born my wife went totally crazy and hated me for a long time. She would not have sex with me and was verbally nasty. It has been 11 years and I have only been able to see her breasts on a few occassions. We have missionary sex once a week (i think she just does it hoping it will satisfy me and i wont screw around). She hides her pussy and I have not been able to go down on her in 11 years. I luv to eat pussy & am pissed. I live in Boston and years ago ended up going to a club where transexuals and cd's hang out. I met an asian cd and had a relationship with her for about a year. since then i have hooked up w a few others but feel guilty at times. if my wife was into me and dressed up and acted like a woman i do not think i would have strayed. she wears sweat pants and sweatshirts 99& of the time. The only reason i stay with her is because of our son. not sure if this is the right decision or not. Even though I love cd;s and transexuals I am in now way attracted to men, i do not even like m2m porn just shemale oriented. The girls I met have toped me and i have toped them also. I am just glad i live in an area where there are clubs and places to meet them.

[nwiguy]

I've always fallen into strange situations without really trying. Maybe it's a sin from my past life? My luck with women has been really good although, I'm only 5'3" (thanks dad, you prick). Back in '87 I had my own home remodeling business and would frequent a quiet bar going over blueprints to make a bid. I knew the owners very well (Scarlett Tree in Seattle) and they would let me do my thing, quietly at a table, in a well lit corner. The new waitress was very kind and left me alone, unless I needed more coffee and jo-jo's. After, her shift was over, she sat down and was inquisitive about what I was doing. Well, blah, blah, blah later we went to a different place for dinner and drinks ( I wasn't attached at the time). She was so fun to talk to and be with! She seemed to know, beforehand, what I was going to say and was very intelligent in her responses. Lo and behold I noticed a bulge under her skirt but for some reason I didn't care.
Fast forward to 1992. We had a very torrid affair for about 5 years and I decided that this is the person for me and that I would spend the rest of my life with her. I think that I overwhelmed her with the idea of settling down and the possibility of adopting children. She disappeared Sept. of '92 and I have not seen her since. Her name is Megan Post.
I have since married a wonderful Russian lady (11 years now) and have no regrets but still pine for my Megan. She was just too special.