. Anyway, I want your both over at my house on Friday evening, at 7 O'Clock. Don't be late. See you then. Oh, by the way, slut. There is no need for y...u to come over to the house for the rest of the week." With that, he walked out the door."I wonder what he has in store for me?", I asked. "I have no idea, honey", Kate said, with a twinkle in her eye. I knew that twinkle: She knew what was going to happen. We arranged for the kids to go to their grandparent's house for the weekend, as we waited. Beinga firm believer in using household items for multiple uses, I will apply oneclothespin to each nipple (the good old-fashioned wood kind, not the new weakplastic ones). An initial hand warming will be used to prepare your ass forthe paddle. I will then apply the paddle for 1 dozen solid strokes. You will,of course, count each stroke and say "Thank you Sir" after each.After your paddling I will take you to bed for various activities of my choosing. Choice 3: Before entering my house I will. “I love your boobs” he said, as he’s said a thousand times.“I know, but if you had to have them you wouldn’t like them nearly as much. Back aches, expensive sports bras, it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be. But you can hold them anytime you want. If I were you, I would be touching them all the time.” This line always made me crack up just from the ridiculousness of it. Nick took advantage of my momentary distraction to start unbuckling his own pants.“Not here!” I said in a sort of hushed. " Hmm, that didn't sound like my girl Julie.We stayed around awhile talking, then Julie and I drove ourselves back to my place. Julie had a story then: she had gone over to Dave's house early that Saturday because his wife and kids were supposed to be back at their old hometown visiting friends and family. She knew I was working that morning so she drove over to Dave's; she had walked right through his unlocked back door, up the stairs, and into his bedroom, planning to wake him for a romp of.