The pitch came and the batter swung it sending the ball straight out of the ballpark. All of Wrigley exploded and my girl was jumping for joy. She scr...amed and yelled and jumped into my arms hugging me real tight. I was happy for her even though I wasn't a fan, but I loved seeing her happy. When the celebration ended she looked into my eyes and gave me one big wet one on the mouth. After I came up for air she grabbed my prick letting me know what she wanted. . "Turning to Jacqui, she said the one sentence which really frightened her, "Back on the whipping bench, you slut."Jacqui was now shaking with fright at the thought of more visits to her tortured arse from Madame's cane, but she managed to lie down as instructed."Now you have finished your histrionic screaming, which doesn't convince me one little bit, you can do as you were told and count. The last couple were close together, but if you hadn't been so intent on screaming you had time to. She was literally the definition of perfect. She had the perfect body, the perfect job, and the perfect life. You would think that she had everything she wanted and then some. But now, after the divorce, she was craving for this fantasy to happen more than anything. She had stopped thinking about it but now that she was single again, her mind kept pestering her with the same thought again and again.She kept thinking how she could do it. “Should I just go to a bar in the night, or a club. Once he was dressed he stepped into the wardrobe and pressed small catch that allowed him to slide a panel across to one side. Although it looked to be free standing, the wardrobe was in fact built into the wall, the panel allowed him to crawl into an identical wardrobe in Mary's room. He knocked on the wardrobe door and waited, the door slowly opened and he found himself looking at his dark haired cousin, she was dressed in just her underwear and looked surprised to see him kneeling in her.