“Well,” she said, responding very carefully, “I’d have to say that I would like it infrequently.”The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment....Then looking over his glasses, he casually asked, “Was that one word, or two?”The Office PartyJohn, woke up after the annual office Christmas party with a pounding headache, cotton-mouthed and utterly unable to recall the events of the preceding evening.After a trip to the bathroom, he made his way downstairs, where his wife put some coffee in front of. He looks down at her as he takes her legs and pulls them up and wide. His mouth quietly express the words, "I am sorry." She looks away from him and as I move she turns her attention to the movement. With her eyes on me, I put my angry head to her entrance and with one solid swift push, I plunge balls deep and bottom out. She grunts as the air escapes her lungs under the compression. I am so going to enjoy this. I pull out and repeat the forceful penetration causing her whole body to rock. It was embarrassing bumping into Ron at work, but I was usually able to avoid him. A few days later, my wife mentioned that she heard I ran into Ron in the locker room. She asked if I had seen him naked. I hesitated, and she said that she knew I had. She then asked if he was big. I paused again, and without saying a word, she knew. Things quieted down for a few days, then one day my wife wanted to talk to me. She was quite upset. She told me that Ron was growing more and more pushy, that he was. "Please Madam, don't hit me?" I moved away from the bed a little.As I suspected, her 'beau' crawled over to grab me, forcing me acrosshis lap he pulled down my panties, just in time for my wife to strikethe first blow. I had never been caned in my life and the pain of itshocked me, causing me to yell. Further blows followed until I wasinformed that I had only had a dozen stokes but the next time I was slowserving anything, I would get a dozen from each of them. At least Ithink that's what.