Our lives continued on and we both were enjoying our time. Somewhere along the way, I legally became Jennifer's husband. I averaged about three or four orgasms per year, and following each were varying lengths of sissified humiliation until Jennifer felt it no longer necessary. Usually about three days or so were common.
As we aged, Jennifer found new men who would be her boyfriend. Each knew of my submissive role. Some she would bring back to the house and others she stayed out with and returned the next morning alone. Also, sometimes Jennifer would send a friend of hers over to me which I would be expected to treat the same as her. The constant in each of our lives were each other. My devotion to her was utter and complete.
Jennifer began to have health troubles. I never new her age, but was guessing she was in her sixties. Twice, I had to call an ambulance to the house during the night because she called out in a panic. I would stay with her in the hospital and do anything she needed. Unfortunately, the news was not good. She had a rare form of blood disease which would eventually stop her heart. There was no cure.
