I wiggled it about for good measure but all it did was make a sloshy sound which made me giggle. Emma’s breathing was remarkably controlled. Her who...e body rose and fell in a calming and relaxing fashion. I couldn’t help myself. Her position was too vulnerable, her whole demeanour, too calm and controlled. My hand came down on her bum with an almighty resounding smack. Emma shrieked. She certainly wasn’t expecting that, as she fell forward onto the bed with the force of my hand. I was expecting. You could have disconnected.”“I couldn’t,” she said. “I was jealous and wet and I had to see what happened.”“That was your choice.”“Then you show up at the airport when I’m with my family. You ignore me. My heart is racing the whole time thinking that I’m going to give something away. And my panties were drenched from the thrill of maybe being caught. I wanted to slap you and then fuck you.”“So you’re glad I did it?”“I don’t know!” she said. “I’ve never had a man take control the way you do. When I came back, Rob was sitting on the couch reading.“I’m going to get a shower and do a couple of errands,” I said. “Thought I might get something to grill tonight.”He looked up, smiling.“That sounds good,” he said. “If you buy the steaks I’ll bring the wine.”“It’s a date,” I said, and felt myself starting to blush. I hurried into the bathroom and into the shower. When I came out he was gone.After running some errands I stopped at the store and picked up two thick steaks, a big loaf of fresh. That being said, It beats the shit out of me why, but I am under the impression you do realize you’ve done me wrong. The big questions is, what are you going to do about it? I’m willing to give you the chance to figure out what you want. If after some thought you realize you do not love me anymore and want to divorce, I’ll gladly give it to you. I will however not be your whipping boy any longer. One snide remark, one eye roll, or anything that is not respectful, I’ll roll your fat ass out of.