Have fun.” I settled on the couch and watched her walk down the hallway. Her phone was left on the counter. As soon as I heard the shower start, I g...abbed her phone and unlocked it. I have known her code for ages but never felt the need to snoop on her phone. As soon as I opened her messages I started to back track through them with Donna. The pic she had just sent looked just like the Gloryhole we had used a few months ago. Donna was a polar opposite to my wife. She was blonde, lithe, cute. I have been celibate since that night, Mark. No more dancing or flirting or even dating” “I know, Anita. I am the chief of detectives in this town,” he said with a big smile. I did not hear from Andy. I was discouraged. About a year and a half later I went for a walk. My Mom lives pretty close to the bar where I used to go with Andy. I sometimes walk there and stay outside in front, remembering the good times and doing a little crying, regretting how I badly hurt a good man and also feeling. For the next few hours I was required to sit at the kitchen table, my bum ached from the spanking and every time I moved the butt plug rammed itself a little deeper. Grandpa was going over the menu of finger foods, appetizers and menu with his friend who was overly flamboyant and obviously gay. He frequently looked over, commented on how cute I was and how I was such an adorable sissy. Grandpa uttered that I?d need plenty of training and punishment to make up for this yesterday?s little. I got down on my hands and knees and began licking her pussy and asshole. She wasn't cussing now, but began making small moans. Her pussy became increasingly wet, and her moans louder as I licked. After a while, I dropped my pants and knelt down between her spread legs. My cock was rock hard, and I plunged the entire length of my shaft into her hot, moist vagina with one quick, powerful thrust."Jesus Christ! You're not Bob!" she exclaimed in surprise as I withdrew my cock and then gave her.