"I am sorry, Gwendolin, but you know that you cannot stay for this."She nodded and then before my very eyes, she disappeared!"WHAT! Where did she go? ...hat's happened to Grandma?" I managed to choke out."She is only ever here at my invitation and what we are about to discuss is knowledge that is forbidden to her," said Charles."I'm sorry, but you're going to have to explain that."Charles sighed as if preparing himself for a long and tiresome ordeal. He settled down on the pile of furs opposite. "We headed for the shower as she told me she would keep me posted and let me know what she decided. After the shower as we ate, both of us bareass, I told her I had a interesting day, I related the conversation I had with my good looking boss, Jane Good. Jane had said,"Dave, why don't you come over to my place tomorrow night for dinner. To get to know each other better. Would your wife mind? It would be all professional of course."Carol asked,"Do you think she is interested in sex?" I think. ‘Perhaps I should tell your wife’s divorce lawyer that you like to be spanked, Henry.’ Henry became pale. ‘Maybe I should tell that lawyer that we’ve been having a long-standing affair. I’m sure I could invent all sorts of little sexual perversions you might enjoy.’ She snapped the cane again, causing his half-open mouth to close abruptly. ‘Or maybe it’s the truth Henry. Is this why you have been chasing me all this time? Just to get a taste of my cane?’ She nearly hissed at him in her powerful. So he slammed into Chloe one last time, holding her there as he sprayed her insides with his spunk.Once the last of his juices were inside her, he pulled out, picked up the box of tissues from the table, cleaned himself up and calmly started to get dressed. Mrs. Fox did the same. Chloe on the other hand just lay on the desk exactly where she had been left, a look of complete exhaustion on her face.“Well Mr. Farquhar-Smythe!” Mrs. Fox said addressing him formally and offering her hand, now they.