"What the hell. My place. Thursday. 10 pm." You will have a glass of good, chilled chardonnay ready for me."- - -I thought about that for the next two...days. So fucking weird. And she's so ugly. So come Thursday, I started drinking beers sometime after nine. I thought maybe I could drink her pretty.Right at the stroke of ten, there's a knock on my door. I open it, and immediately thought, I shoulda had more beers. She isn't pretty yet.Ming charges into my apartment. No greeting, no nothing.. Mrs Denver looked at the naked body of the 42-year-old, her very red and wealed bottom, and the reddened tops of her legs merging with the redness of her bottom. She could see that her breasts were squashed beneath her but knew that when the caning started Jenny’s head will jerk upwards and her breasts will be free to sway before being squashed again as Jenny’s naked chest fell back on to the desk. As though wanting to see that beautiful sight sooner rather than later Mrs Denver said sternly,. Dammit! I'd always wanted to make love to my wife. It'd always seemed that she was cold and distant. I truly thought she was frigid, and now I found that she was actually a slut. That was what I'd always wanted. Fuck me! Talk about not communicating in a relationship. I grabbed her up and held her in my arms. I thought I saw fear in her eyes, but she put her arms around my neck as I carried her into our bedroom. If she liked it rough she was going to get it rough. Hell, I had fucked aliens for. Come on in.My dick was small until then. I opened the door and walked in. It was a well-decorated bathroom, just like her house. A big mirror, a neat floor, and a bathtub to the end. In the bathtub was Anjali, my sexy girl naked. The water was still running down the tap filling up the tub with hot water.She had her hair in a bun, and the water was filled until her cleavage. She put her hands out, signaling me to join her in the bath.Anjali: Come on. Join me. (wink)It was such a view to see a.