Hoping to discover that passion they had earlier they sat there, in her living room, and stared into one another’s eyes. Nothing. Not a single drop ...f passion seemed to fill their souls at all.. “Come here, will you?” she said as she took hold of his hand. “Down here, okay?” She led him to her home office. A nondescript office like room, it had a desk, and it also had two chairs in front of it. It was much, much smaller then the office at school, but she sat him down in one of the chairs.. ”Tina winced, but knew that it never took very much to earn the cane when Miss Cindy was of a mind to punish her. Again, even though it was their anniversary, it seemed that Miss Cindy was intent on reinforcing a dominant position over Tina and, to be fair, Tina knew that Miss Cindy was right to deal with her carelessness.Miss Cindy ordered, “Go to the far end of the table and bend over and clasp the sides.”Tina did as she was told, although first folded the tablecloth up so that she was lying. So, feeling comfortable in her new submissive lifestyle and enjoying Miss Summers rubbing and, squeezing her stinging bottom, Miss Coe remained bent over and waited patiently and obediently for Miss Summers to leave so she could finger herself to an orgasm in private as her bottom stung so gloriously and erotically. Miss Summers looked longingly one last time at Miss Coe’s bottom and giving two not too light smacks ordered, “Get up, Miss Coe. Consider yourself punished.”Miss Coe eased herself. A few days later I asked her if she would ever consider fucking John. She started by saying John hadn’t had a fuck for over 10 years so it would be charitable to help him out, but she didn’t really fancy him and didn’t want to risk our marriage. I told her if she was fucking John to help him out without any emotional tie I would be willing, and very supportive of her doing it. She said she couldn’t see herself doing it. My wife returned home a week before Christmas and was worried that John was.