For them it was not a problem, neither had much of a family, and bread milk and mail were dropped off at the gate daily by a man from the village shop... they had a freezer full of food and all the veg a garden could provide, but the drawback was that they couldn’t follow their hobbies which normally kept them apart and sane! Suddenly they were together 24/7, and as most of us know it was/is mind bending stuff. For them it was a problem. You see the affair had been sexual, throughout, and was now. After two hours of fantastic sex we were exhausted and the alcohol had a firm grip. It was after 2 am when I went outside for a cigarette. She rolled over and went to sleep. When I returned Vicky was out. Now I hadn't spent many nights with her before but I quickly found she was a seriously heavy sleeper. I called her name loudly, nothing. I shook her a bit, nothing. I caressed her brest, nothing...so I ran my hand between her legs and rubbed her vagina...still nothing she wouldent wake. I. She had a sheepish, ‘I’ve been caught’ look on her face. Les didn’t need it spelling out that they had been kissing and petting. Clive was a red blooded male; he was black as well. His hands would have been all over her body. Clearly he had been fondling her breasts and his hand had been up her skirt; no doubt the encounter with her stockings would have greatly excited him. It had surprised him though that Lindsay had been fondling him. She had been very shy and kind of backward in coming. "Don't try to get out of it Ann, you know you deserve it and there's nothing you can say to change my mind, now bend over and take down those panties," he commanded. Tears welling up in her eyes she did as she was told, hooking a thumb in each side of her panties she slid them down around her ankles and straddled the corner of the bed laying her stomach on the mattress with one leg on each side of the corner knowing this would be a spanking she would never forget. Placing a hand on each thigh.