The things I told you in the first part were not a story, this was really how it happened. I am not a writer and don't want commentary on how to write dialogue, I told you what was said as it happened the best I can remember and will continue to do this as I relay what else happened. To try and rework it for style purposes would take it from true to fictionalized. Please bear with me.
Continued... I meant what I told him and was his any time he wanted. I met him upstairs most weekdays when he came home for lunch. I fell in love with his cock, I was happiest when sucking or riding His long fat cock.
My wife still did not want me sexually. I wanted her and begged her but she would not give in. She did not know what I was doing with the guy upstairs and I would laugh on the inside when she would taunt me about the upstairs neighbor and trying to hurt me saying I was really gay and should try to get him to show me his dick.
I was confused though. I did not find men attractive, I did not desire Them for their looks. I did love using and being used by his cock though. What was I? I lust women and get excited just looking at their faces and figures. But I love his cock. Girls love cock.Gays love cock but don't want girls. I was very confused. To add to that he started telling me that he liked that I sucked and fucked like a woman. I liked to be on my back or on top when being fucked but not so much in the doggy position.
I was not heavy, I used to work out but not in a couple of years. So my definition was softer and my pecs had gotten fleshy. He said I had better tits than his wife which only confused me more. When I was with him I was used like woman and seemed like a female (not a sissy just more like a female).
I started to feel and more feminine, though only when I was with him. I progressively started to let myself be somewhat female when going to him to justify why I wanted his cock. I started wearing some of my wife's panties before going up to him. He liked this and would fuck me even harder when I wore them. He just pushed them to the side and slid his cock in to me. He also started playing with my chest once I did that. I eventually tried on one of my wife's bras, it was tight around the band but I could push enough skin and muscle together to fill the cups.
The day I finally wore it up to see him I was wearing a white button down shirt that was slightly tight with the bra creating breasts. He saw this and went wild. He kissed me for the first time. He started sliding his tongue in my mouth and groping my chest. I suddenly felt female. I melted when he pinched my nipples through my shirt. He unbuttoned my shirt and ran his hands all over my chest caressing and pinching me while kissing me.