When a marriage fails it usually takes two to tango. Very rarely is it all one person's fault. In this case I do believe Jo has to take the brunt of t...e fault. I sat back in my chair wondering where I didn't do enough. Should I still try and confront her? Maybe I was still all wet and this was just a bad dream.Throughout the day I made different plans as to how I was going to deal with this. I went to the motel and found out there was a reservation for Mr. and Mrs. Paul Reaburn. I mentioned to. " I pointed to the chair and giggled slightly. he moved over to sit down, his small gut bouncing a little. i tore off my bikini top and cradled my small B cups, his eyes were following my hands. and i slid them down my stomach, biting my lip, then i showed him my full pussy, dripping with my woman fluids, all the way down my leg. i ran my left hand through my hair as i arched my back for him to kiss all over my tummy, then up to my sensitive nipples. the air outside was making the water on me. I felt and heard the thin cane hitting the soles of my feet, my arms and legs and the sides of my ass turning them I am sure a shade of red and making them unbearably warm. She stopped and then she started in on my cock and balls; first with the cane and then she wrapped them in what felt like tape but was not sticky. Doing this stretched and separated them away from my penis, I also felt her hand rub something over my ass cheeks and she was playing with the plug tugging on it just enough to. I don’t know what she does, but she seems to enjoy it. Karen went to a good school, Georgetown, but her liberal arts degree didn’t prepare her for a high paying professional job and I’m glad of it. A higher paid position would have her being away from home (and me) so I’m just happy with the status quo.I was dressed with my bags at the door, having a second cup of coffee and waiting for the taxi. Karen declined to take me to the airport, citing having too much to do today. No specifics, just.