The pushing started as expected after one song, and then began to quickly escalate. My wife was getting really into it; she may be short but boy can s...e handle herself. She danced, jumped and spun around, flailing her arms and holding her own against some of the biggest guys there. I picked my moment when I wouldn't be noticed and when it would be blamed on an accident. When my wife was close enough to me I reached my hand out and slipped it into the join at the back. Her strapless dress was. She slowly shuffled to my side of the desk, head bowed, and I pushed my chair with the backs of my legs; she knew the rules of the spanking court and I pulled her over my outstretched knees.She squawked as she landed on my thighs, her scarlet and green tartan skirt, riding up as my hand guided her onto my lap. A sense of power surged through me, executing a punishment onto the unspoilt rump of the lady underneath me, wriggling as I touched her.I pushed her skirt above her waist and I gently. From her demeanour and her appearence it was obvious that she was a dominant (if not butch) dyke. A real lesbian with no time for men.Ah..she said you must be Jane? When I said yes, she ran her eyes up and down me. Can you twirl she said so I did as ahe asked. I hoped she liked what she saw. Very nice she said, the agency has done well for me. Would you like a glass of wine? I drank my glass of what was actually a very nice wine slowly, and hadn't yet finished it before she said it was time to. Bob laughed and pulled Karen to her feet saying that it was a sin to ignore someone as beautiful as she. I got very sexcited watching the way she pressed herself against him. The lights were low and the drinks and music were making us all feel sexy. I could feel Merlin's prick hard and throbbing against my stomach. I pressed tightly against him and when I glanced at Bob and Karen they were dancing.I saw Bob kissing Karen's neck and his hand was slowly working down her side to her full young.