Exposed

Outed and Married

He always threatened me with being exposed to my coworkers, to the world as the sissy I am to him. Usually it was part of what I thought was his dirty talk, sex talk. He’d tease me with it. He’d be deep inside of me, slow fucking me, talking dirty into my ear. Or he’d have me restrained and be masturbating me as part of ‘my reward’, as he called it, and would tease me when I was at the height of my sexual frenzy about the people at his business ‘knowing’ about me.

He’d taken me to clubs before. He’d taken me out to gay bars very discreetly and he even got off on watching me dance with other men while dressed all girly girl femme for him, for them. But I never thought he’d actually expose me to my coworkers, to his employees. And I never thought he’d do it in front of them at a holiday party with his lover and my wife present…

“Pull your pants down.”

I look at him. He can’t be serious. There are probably thirty-plus people in the room. It’s our company holiday party. I feel my heart jump to my throat. He stares at me coldly.

“Please, don’t do this. Not here. You can’t be serious.”

I look sheepishly to him, implore him, whisper to him. My hushed tone heard by just a few standing nearby. I feel my face flush red.

“Oh my. This party just got very interesting.”

A woman standing next to her husband leans in and smiles at him, then looks at back at me, then to my boss.