One day we were both off work and the k**s were in school and it was a lovely June day.I said that if she came out for a picnic, we could talk about w...at was going on with us. She agreed and we set off. We were setting up in a clearing in the local woods and I saw a guy walking past, he looked like a forest ranger or something, all big, butch and rough looking.I turned to my wife and saw she had seen him too, 'Do you wish i was like that,' I asked?, she just smiled a sad little smile and turned. Then the unthinkable happened?With a wicked smile and dancing eyes Mrs, Cohen slipped her hand up Rebecca's flimsy dress and felt her slit. Knickers and brassieres were an unnecessary expense. Slowly Rebecca removed the linen cloth thus revealing the strange-shaped objects in several colours. Mrs, Cohen had no idea just what they were, but she was about to find out.Rebecca was on heat having just had her slit groped and felt confident about being a little bit dominant. She soon had Mrs, Cohen's. The one sacrifice they had made was the putting off of having any c***dren. This was especially hard on Apie, as she came from a large family and was used to having a lot of people around, but she and Hank had decided that waiting a few years until they were more financially set would be the prudent thing to do. As Apie finished setting the table, the front door burst open and Hank strode into the dining room, his handsome face glowing with excitement! “Great news,” his deep voice boomed, “I. She spanked me then. Spanked me till I cried and kicked my legs in vain on her lap. As an adult, I'd never been so utterly humiliated and reduced back to childhood as I was at that moment.After it was over, she helped me put myself back together again, brushing my hair out of my eyes and kissing me in sympathy. As usual, I found it impossible to stay mad at her.She gave me the pantyhose I had ruined. "Lave moi ça," she said, making a washing motion with her hands. I took them from her.