A number of years ago now, when I was married, my now ex wife and I ventured into the scene.

She knew I was into dressing and often brought me lingerie or make up as gifts for birthdays etc, she also knew before her I had been to trans sex clubs and had many encounters with guys.

We had ventured into the world of clubs and become regular at a popular club in Swindon and a few saunas in Bournemouth where we would both play together and with others, there will be several hot stories to follow about this.

The more we went to clubs and I was made to feel welcome dressed up the more dressing up starte to creep into my normal life, initially started with her painting my nails and giving me manicures, then come the gradual phasing of lingerie, often in knickers and a bra and more frequently suspender stockings under my male clothes.

We would visit clubs with us both dressed up and she would often enjoy the company of others, some nights i would not have any fun, but she always went off to play. On one occasion I decided to try out a chastity cage to accompany my now daily fem look

After playing the cage on my wife said would take care of the key for me. We went off to our regular club and after socialising at the bar she went off with a guy she had met previously, telling me to not worry about joining them.

What felt like an hour went by before she returned, looking like she had been well and truly rattled. It turns out she went into the room with one guy, but they were joined by another 2. The 3 guys took turns on her until she had milked all of them.

I got her a drink from the bar as she sat, hair a mess, looking bewildered, after composing herself she asked if we could leave as she was tired. On the hour drive home she didn't say too much, except she would see her new friend outside of the club.

This wasn't something we had spoken about before as we had always said we would only play at clubs.

A number of days went past without us mentioning the club, but on Thursday out of the blue my wife said that she was going out, she said she wanted to have a few drinks whilst getting ready and could I drive her. I agreed, and she said whilst she got ready I should wear one of my little outfits.

I showered and changed, putting on suspender stocking , soft lace french knickers that rubbed against my locked cage, a short french maid outfit, pink lippy, and my pink wig.

My wife finally emerged she was wearing a long coat, and a pair of small heels. She had a handbag and in the bag was a bottle of malibu she would occasionally take a sip from.

We got into the car and she told me she was meeting him in his camper van parked in a lay-by.

As we drove she was sending the occasional message and suppling from her bottle.

As we pulled up the the lay-by I got out to open her door, the camper van was parked in front of us, she got out, and as she did she took off her coat, revealing a baby blue lingerie set that I had never seen before, her boobs were popping out the top, the thong exposing her amazing ass.

Passing me her coast she said I was to wait in the car, the she opened the side of the campervan door and walked in.

I sat in my car, dressed as a sissy French maid facing a campervan that was occasionally rocking.

After 45 minutes the side door opened, my wife, naked except her heels stumbled out the door closed behind her as she made her way to my car, I got out and approached her, wrapping her coat around her.

In the car she told me she got in the back of the to be met with the three from the club, she immediately got to sucking and wanking them, then they took turns in spitroasting and funking her.

She said they were all bareback with 2 finishing inside her, the third load she swallowed.

She said that when we get home I was to lick the cum from her pussy and if i did a good job she would release me and let me reclaim her