Paul and I enter the lobby of the theater and he greets anothercouple that he knows that were exiting. Paul was chatting away andSuzette was getting...hungry so I excused myself and went to the ladieson the side. Inside I fixed my make-up and adjusted my clothes. Isaid to myself, you wanted it and now your going to get it girl,enjoy. I come out and Paul is waiting, His last advice is thatit takes about 2-3 minutes to get used to the darkness in thetheater, just wait for a while once we get. She drew it back, raising it high in the air, and seconds later sent it swishing through the air before it landed with a loud, and painful, “thwack!” right across the centre of her husband’s bottom.Andrew Donnelly grasped the cushion tighter and buried his face deep into it. He knew that if he made a fuss, shouted out or tried to move, then his no-nonsense wife would simply give him more strokes of the cane.“Thwack!” The cane connected once more with the centre of his buttocks.“Thwack!” The. But I was unsure of how to proceed further. I tried to increase my skin contacts with her while handling remote control or sharing the couch. But beyond that I was clueless on how to proceed.It was one such night that I got another opportunity. She was complaining about the difficulty in waking up at night as her sleep is getting affected. It was then that I thought about the possibility of the channel being available online in the net. I immediately went and took my lap top and sat by her. Stilling her quivering nerves she'd disrobed, letting her clothes fall to the floor in a puddle around her. Once she was naked, her nipples crinkling in the chill air, or was it due to lust, she walked the length of the hallway, the blindfold in her hand. Drawing one last deep breath, reassuring herself one last time that he wasn't going to hurt her, she slipped the blindfold on and knocked softly on the door before her.He squeezed her breasts, not to hard nor too soft, just enough to make her.