On Thursday we hardly spoke five words, and even though Friday was a little bit better, it wasn't until Sunday that we came close to daily life. But I...had a feeling that I should not bring up the subject, so I didn't.On the next Wednesday Lisa took our daughter to bed around nine, as usual. I didn't really notice that she took a little longer than usual, but it was forced upon me when Lisa returned to the living room, obviously freshly showered and dressed only in her nightgown."Oh, you're. She snapped away from her fantasy and checked her phone. The message was not urgent, and she was not expecting anyone to reach her for the rest of the night. She set the phone to silent and dropped it into her black clutch.It was 7:00 pm. Mia walked into the lobby and scanned the dining area for Natalie. She smiled when she spotted her at a table near an open patio. The air was cool and crisp coming in from the open French doors near the table; a lovely evening to be in the open air. Natalie. IT STINGS!”But I didn’t care! I felt like a sadist. I wanted to hear her scream. I kept on spanking her and she kept on screaming. But not once did she stop fucking me! In fact, the more I spanked her firm ass, the more she backed up on my cock and fucked me harder! I realized this slut liked getting spanked!“You like getting spanked don’t you? You are a slut who loves to cheat on her husband. You like getting spanked.” I was just saying whatever was coming to my head without giving it any. They were big boned and hadample bosoms.Once inside the house, Margaret took Daniel's hat and gloves and placedthem on a nearby table. The house was furnished in antiques and hadthe smell of age and a hint of mothballs. They were ushered into aroom that was set up like a clothing store show room. There was acomfortable overstuffed settee and coffee table in front of a slightlyraised carpeted platform. Bright flood lights lit up the platform andfour full length mirrors framed the backside. .