"What's the occasion, sweetheart," Roger said as he slowly zipped the back of Denise's dress. He loved the way his wife looked in that dress.
"No occasion," Jon said, "I just thought we might go out to dinner, and maybe some dancing. I've been feeling... out of sorts lately."
"Well, I can certainly sort you out," Roger said playfully as he spun Jon around and embraced him. They kissed passionately. But Jon quickly pushed Roger away.
"What is it, Denise?" Roger said.
The new Denise quickly composed herself. "Let's just wait until after dinner. Besides, I have to do my hair, and makeup. Now if you'll give me a minute..."
Jon quickly ushered Roger out the door and closed it behind him. "Women..." he muttered and returned to the kitchen for his beer.
Jon, Meanwhile, was horrified. He was so happy and excited to see his husband. And when they started kissing, he felt so aroused. And that's when it happened. Something Denise had never known before. She looked across the room at her vanity mirror, horrified at the erection that was pushing up the front of his lovely dress.
