I got married relatively young against my Dads wishes. First six months was great everything was working out fine. Then my business stared to take off so I was spending a lot of time working even if I did a lot from home.

We brought a new house in a nice neighborhood but things started to go wrong. My Husband could not deal with the fact that I earnt well above his salary for one thing. I had to get a cleaner in as he would not help out and I did not have the time.

Then I suggested he leave his job and come and help me run things. That was a big mistake as it ended up with many arguments.

I needed to get away and I needed to see some faithful clients I had, and drum up some more in Europe.

I was so glad when he said he would not come with me and that he would stay behind and run the business. What he didn’t know was that I had hired a woman who would replace him as soon as I got back. As things had to change.

So off I went on business and holiday for about three weeks. Not long after I’d been away I got a message and video from Anne, my husband’s younger sister, who I had asked to check up on him.

I could not believe it, how you could be so close to someone and not know. He was dressed up with my pink baby doll top but was wearing a diaper and plastic pants.  I kept asking myself why? What would he get out of it? I thought he was having an affair, that would have been easier to understand but dressing as a baby.

Anne was my savior, she suggested that I just get on with the trip and figure things out properly not just a rushed decision. When she suggested she stay and become his baby sitter that blew me away at first but when I thought about it the more I liked the idea. She wanted her own back on him as he had treated her like dirt all through their child hood and even worse when she became a teenager. So I agreed to it. Anne sent me some information on infantilism which I keenly researched.

Away of me dealing with the situation was for me to work as hard as I could get more business so I busied myself with calls and appointments all over Europe but especially France.

Anne and I had a call up and chat at night and she usually sent me pictures of my husband in nappies, plastic pants and dresses. She asked me if a friend could help her out which I thought was a great idea and I willingly agreed to pay them as they would usually get summer jobs this time of the year to help get them through university.

All was going well as expected. I met her friend Sue on the video link up and she seemed to have her head around the situation. I almost felt sorry for him when they told me what they had made him do and wear.

My research into infantilism and what Sue had told me to look up led me into some of the posts that were posted by wives that kept their husbands as babies. I could not believe this was actually a thing. The more I read the better it got and I started to get quite turned on reading some of the stories.

Sue spoke to me one night and explained that my husband was young and most men had needs. She more or less said is it alright if I give him a controlled hand job? I said if it would help to control him then go ahead.

A couple of days later they had sent me a video of Sue rubbing the front of his plastic pants. They weren’t any pair of plastic pants these you could see had frills around the legs and I could make out they had frills on the backside. His hair was in a ponytail with a ribbon holding it together. He had one of my tea shirts on and had a bib tied around his neck.  He was lying across sue and at first she was feeding him a bottle, then she removed his bottle at the same time rubbing his plastic pants. She took him to the verge of orgasm then stopped. She asked him things like did he like his diapers, did he love me and was he going to be a good baby girl. He was butter in her hands, she could have got him to say anything. I never knew just how much power we could have over a man.

Anne asked me what I thought I said it had made me a bit hot watching that .Later that night I spoke to Sue and she said you need to go and get laid. I told her I had only had sex with my husband and did not want to break that trust. She told me to forget about that he has fucked that up you need to see what other men are like and you’re in just the right town to do it.

Two days latter I did just that with a man who I had known for some time. It all happened so quickly but I really did enjoy it. He was older and more experience than my husband and it seemed his ambition was to see how many times he could make me orgasm. When I first saw his erection I then realized just how small my husband was.
We made love went to dinner than made love. One of the best days of my life. I told him my life story and he could not believe it that my husband liked to dress up as a baby.

Just before I was about to leave for home he took me to a very kinky night club. There were some strange men and women there. Apart from the usual girl who wanted to be a man and a man who dressed as a girl there were others like guys on all fours being treated as dogs. pierced women walking around with hardly anything on.
Then I noticed in a corner was another girl breastfeeding another girl who was dressed as a baby. I stared at her and what was going on. In fact we found a table near and I watched as we had a drink.

It was an eye opener and sitting on the plane flying home I was still trying to take it all in. I now knew that the way I had felt about my husband had all changed. I had changed so much , my views and attitudes. I had enough film and photographs on my baby husband to enable me to get a divorce losing nothing.
Yet I was not sure I wanted that . May be I wanted to get my own back on him and punish him more but I just did not know.