The pink vial

It was no secret between my wife and I that I fantasized being a woman. It had come out early in our relationship and it hadn’t bothered her in the least. She was naturally dominant and throughout our relationship that had been the case. She had taken the lead on many things throughout our marriage; finances, vacation plans, our sex life, and I was totally ok with this. Afterall, Ashley was a gorgeous 37 year old brunette with a tight body that she worked hard on, so I was more than happy to led her be the dominant one.