He was able to pass off his orgasm as a Charlie horse, that I pretended to help him massage. My mother just thought it was the sweetest thing as I hel...ed him through his strained muscle. “Oh babe, are you OK? Is it still tense? I can feel it calming down.” “It’s getting better thanks to your help sweetness.” I gave her a peck on the cheek as I reassembled myself. “Aren’t you two just the sweetest? I’m still so happy to actually see the two of you together.” “And I’m thrilled to meet the people. " Bruno suggested and she realised the interview was terminated."Thank you, Sir." she said gratefully as she left the room.She found the Gym, Harrison was there alone."Hi Jen, I guess I got to train you some." It's all nonsense, just because I don't call these so called executives "Sir." Yeah they are seriously screwed up, I guess you never been spanked since Kindergarten" No, I don't think so." Jennifer agreed."Bruno says six lashes this afternoon, is that Ok?" No, No it's not, one beats me.". And for you, Joan?"Mom said, "My usual, a dirty Martini, with two olives." David?" Dad asked me. I was surprised, but not shocked."I'll get myself a soft drink, thanks." I turned to Tina and Kathy. "Can I get one for you girls?" Mom nodded and I could feel Dad radiating approval. I fetched cokes from the kitchen for myself and the girls, while Dad mixed up the drinks at the little drink cart that only came out for company.Dinner was enjoyable. My parents believed that hospitality was. Joe was asleep in our bed and I went in he woke up looked at me and then rolled over and didn't say a word. I knew then my marriage was as dead as my Great Aunt Grace who died in 1953. I cried as I gathered up my nightgown and robe and went to bed on the couch.In the morning, I was up long before the k**s, and had breakfast on when Joe came down. He asked me why I didn't come home Sunday morning like I said I would?I looked at him and just told him flatly, "I wanted to Fuck some more."He stared.