Hema’s husband had to go on an audit tour once for a week and so Hema was alone. She invited me for dinner that day when her husband had left. She ...as in a nightie when I went to her house. I was in a casual dress, a lungi (coloured dhoti) with a shirt on. She served tiffin to me and while serving, she came close to me and her fragrance kindled my senses. I could see her curves and I understood that she was wearing nothing inside. I waited for her to complete her dinner and she came and sat by. “Sore as hell,” I laughed. “Regrets?” “Yes.” “Oh, no more spanking?” “No, no. I just regret not getting a spanking any earlier.” “Did anyone ever try?” “No, not really.” “You have to be careful, not all dominates will stop even if a safe word is used.” “Would you have been able to stop?” “On a dime,” he laughed. “Will you spank me again? I mean, after my butt gets to feeling better?” “Of course I will.” “Good, I'm sure I'll need one pretty soon because I'm such a naughty girl,” I laughed and. "It was her," I confirmed. "She, she seems a lot happier whenever shecame from." Whenever?" he was now confused."Churl," I wrapped my hand around his on the jumper. "She used this to goback in time and find out what happened to her mother. I think that's whyshe is so tired. Why no one could find her, because this was one of thefirst places I looked." He looked like he didn't quite believe it. "Sheneeds us Churl, not just you, or me. Both of us together."Biting my lip in uncertainty I leaned. "Its sort of one of those things that makes perfect sense when you share the same experiences but otherwise is meaningless." Paul didn't push the issue. About a month later the company held its big Fourth of July party. I had been looking forward eagerly to it was going to be a 3 day weekend for all of us. Unfortunately, George had to call from Dallas the night before and tell me he wasn't going to be able to get home on time. I assured him it was alright, that I would miss him and I loved.