It started about fives years ago at a Halloween party. I was dressed like a "ho" so I was wearing lingerie, a short, short low cut dress, over the top make-up and a red wig. No one recognized me. I felt like I was someone else for a few hours. I really got into it flirting and dancing with guys, grabbing a few cocks and getting my ass and boobs grabbed in return. My husband was off and about and barely took notice. The funny thing was that I didn't feel guilty at all. It was because I felt like someone else in that get up.

A few months later I was consumed with the idea of dressing up as someone else and seeing what would happen. I finally gave it a try changing my make up, putting on a nice wig, a different style of clothes, invented a new name and persona and even my own husband would have had trouble recognizing me. I went to a hotel bar and ordered a few drinks. A nice guy bought me a drink and chatted me up. I wasn't planning on doing anything more than flirting and enjoying some male attention but I ended up in a hotel bed with him.

I've slept with about 40 men since and never feel guilty. I've gotten more daring and have gone out dressed very trashy and have given head to men in some kinky places on a whim. I love being slutty for a few hours then afterward I change back into my normal self and it's like it never happened. The guys I'm with would never recognize the real me and no one I really know would recognize me when I'm in character. I feel like an actress playing a role. It's a lot of fun and I don't have to fear my husband finding out.