After 2 weeks of wild and uninhibited rutting time at night and playing the role of complete innocent parents during the day (see our second blog entry), our relations somehow had to change - but none of us knew how to deal with this unfamiliar configuration.

If we had learned something from our respective marriages, that's it: Talk with your partner, listen to your partner, and never try to gain the upper hand. After some time of perplexity and even light embarrassment, we unburdened ourselves of our fears and uneases and how our relationship had taken a turn within such a short period of time.

I found out quite soon that my lover hasn't been the devil I had suspected he was. He had never planned one single sensation, instead he had become the victim of his own desires, had gotten carried away and now had to deal with the fear, I may leave the pervert, he was sure I thought he were. Confused?

It took only some minutes to unwind our confusion. Whole heartedly I could tell him, although I had entered unknown regions, I loved our new found sex life. Relieved he confessed to me, that never in his life he had the chance to act out his hidden fantasies.

Just at this very moment both of us knew for sure, we were able and were even expected to open up completely towards each other. The dark and untouched space of my own fantasies and the hidden and unspoken space of my lover's fantasies had lost their character of forbiddenness and were put on a new complexion: attraction and excitement.

Then and there I had no idea what kind of adventures awaited for me after opening Pandora's box. He literally stuck to his word and opened a secret chamber with the paraphernalia he had gathered over the years. My mind couldn't believe what my eyes tried to identify: racks with porn DVD's and magazines, covering any kind of perversions immaginable; hangers with fetish clothes made from any kind of alluring material; drawers with love toys, some of them I was unable to understand back then.

And suddenly I understood quite well what he had tried to express when he told me, that I haven't been the only virgin. Like me he had lived in a dull and boring relationship for many years without a chance to spice up his sex life. Surely, our respective strategies to cope with this hopeless situation were different, however neither he nor me ever lost the fervor and longing - it may have been burried, but it never died.

Now it was my turn to start playing. Since I had observed the wonderful and thrilling effects rubber had on him during our holiday, I asked him that I liked to be clothed in a latex outfit of his choice under one condition: he had be encased in latex as well.

I will never forget the feeling of my first latex outfit: a tight underwire corset that accentuated my C-cups quite favorably, long opera gloves, thigh high stockings and no panties. When I stood in front of the mirror and touched my new found sensuality, my cunt (how I learned to call my pussy) started to drip. As if this wasn't enough 'whetting', he approached me with some strange straps and clasped the stockings at my cunt lips. This turned out to be the last straw, I orgasmed this very second for the first of many times during that night. I was hooked.

I kept my word and encased him in tight latex, and he enjoyed it to the max. After the second layer we ran out of material, but the result was thrilling: I had transformed my lover into a rubber slut, with a catsuit that included big inflatable boobs and a rubber sheath for his steel hard cock. Then came the masks for each of us...

Everything else disappeared in a fog of love and endless lust. The next morning, my cunt and ass felt like raw meat, he confirmed the same was true with his cock and ass (a rubber slut is made for ass fucking, isn't it?). But our sparkling eyes told some other story.

Indeed we succeeded in bridging the gap between our uninhibited life during the holidays and the everyday life at home and were able to settle down in an extremely satisfying manner. We know we are one hell of a happy couple and therefore are very thankful with this conclusion.