Concern for my husband.

The things that have happened in the last few days have made me think a lot about my marriage. I got married a few years ago to an older man who would give me a good financial situation. since before the wedding he always encouraged me to wear very expensive clothes and very tight bikinis. when men, seeing me always with little clothes clothes approached and sang to me, instead of a scene of jealousy, he was angry and had fun with me. I didn't really understand what all this meant, but after we got married, he encouraged me to wear shorter and shorter clothes, he liked to see me showing off naked inside and even in the backyard of the house, when I had some curious observer he would have sex with me in a place where they could see us. It didn't take long for him to give me as a gift to his best friend. I liked to sit and watch me climb with him. Then another friend of his and my friends came, the first menage, the first suruba and I didn't stop, today I'm addicted to pica. None of this would have happened if it wasn't for my husband, and I'm grateful to him for everything he's done and still does for me. What happened in the last few days has made me a little anxious, not that I don't enjoy the moment, I don't care and I even like to see him take a piss. but I can't get used to living with a man who shares lingeries with me and this every day more effeminate. Besides he seems to be in love with Ricardo, one of my favorite males. not that he doesn't care about the two of us. yes, he's a very sexy male, the problem is that Ricardo seems to prefer his tail to my sister-in-law. it may even be a little jealousy or wounded pride, I've always gotten used to being the center of attention of the males, I know. I had a conversation with him and he told me that he had never been seen and that he was already in his second marriage and had never felt attracted to other men. but as time passed and turning the corner that he turned, going to live directly with the most varied cocks, he began to admire and desire those hard cocks that made me so happy and for some time he began to imagine himself in my place. maybe nothing would have happened if two of my males who look like a doll too, had begun to harass him and he was already at the end did not resist and entered the pole. the story also has logic and doesn't matter, I don't need males and I would like to have sex until we are together. to tell the truth it gives me a little bit of a tease to see that beer being pinched next to me. The bigger problem is the way he's been acting, if he had turned into a discreet homosexual who fucks in four walls and then goes back to playing the little man, all right, all right. but that's not what's happening he has assumed his gay side in other moments of life, this increasingly effeminate, wears many underpants all day, walks around in lingerie for fit. all open showing off to the neighborhood. that's already too much. But my biggest fear really is my financial security. he works in a multinational that is a very conservative company, there many co-workers have already put up or put up with me, I have already climbed with bosses, directors and even a foreign director who visited the Brazilian branch. but that's normal and the machada even likes, I'm not an employee of the company and my husband is it doesn't matter. another thing is to have a bichona heading an entire sector. you understand I have no prejudice against homosexuals, none. but how do you think the board will react when he starts to drop chicken at work? a resignation at this point in his life he can never get a job. he is competent and very competent, but. with the reason he has and why he can be fired, he can never get a job. Thank you for your attention, this is the only place where I can vent and speak the truth. I would like the friends and friends of the site to help me. I do not know if I am making a correct diagnosis of the situation. it can be in the comments of the story or in a private message. you are very intelligent and I am in need, I could not imagine myself without the comforts it offers me today and I am afraid of losing everything I have achieved. I'm sorry for the face covering, but it's an old photo and at the time I didn't show myself on the net. And also an encouragement for a friend here on the site who still doesn't have that courage.