Then she started rubbing lotion all over her body in a very sensual way and that’s when I knew she was teasing me.“Oh yeah you like that don’t y...u?” She asked and kept rubbing lotion all over her arms, neck, chest and then her boobs.“Fuck yeah!” I said half jokingly and she just kept acting like a complete slut, though I knew she was just messing around but that didn’t take away the fact that she looked so damn hot rubbing lotion all over her skin. Then like nothing she turned around and her. I wondered briefly how she'd handle it when I left ... but thought that she'd probably run to her lover and they'd laugh at me, the imbecile that they'd pulled the joke on all this time.How can a husband compete with a lover who has no need to perform routine 'honey do's' for a wife? How can a husband not confront a wife about her cheating with her lover and try to win her back honestly? I'd tried my damnedest and failed. I'm going to be telling her that I have to go out of town on an emergency. I’d known that ... I just didn’t know how much comfort they’d sought.I spent some time trying to convince myself I should have known, somehow. Then I went through a period of doubt. What if that closeness I’d seen simply meant that, like me, Bobby considered himself as just being in this with her. He was her brother, and he felt responsible for making sure she was all right. How could I have just assumed the worst? I spent a lot of time that night thinking about what a pathetic father I’d been. " His tone was sharp. "What other reason could there be?" I don't know, sir." Then a little imp made her add. "Perhaps it's because she has a very attractive bottom."He gave a shout of sudden laughter. "You've noticed, have you?"Amanda blushed and studied the floor. "Yes, sir. I have to say I've sometimes thought about it myself." About spanking her bottom?" Yes, sir." Well, well. You're full of surprises Amanda."He sat back and regarded her downcast head thoughtfully for a long moment. His.