I assumed the incident in the elevator had cooled things off between us but I could still feel my unsubsided erection in my pants and, as the elevator...doors reopened, Ellen grabbed my hand and practically dragged me down the hallway to our suite."Come on. Come ON!" she said as I fumbled with the key in the lock.Finally getting the door open, Ellen pushed it the rest of the way and pulled me inside. I was barely able to close the door behind us as she pulled me right through the suite and into. ”Her eyes slowly opened and she blinked a few times.“Hi,” she whispered.“How are you?” I asked.“Everything hurts. But I told them to reduce the pain killers because I want to be able to think.”“As long as you’re able to sleep, Sweetheart.”“I am. Do you know what happened on Christmas morning?”“Your heart stopped,” I said.“I saw Birgit. And your baby. The one you were supposed to have with Becky.”“What?!” I gasped. “How?”“I don’t know. She said I should come back because you needed me. She said. I lifted her in my arms and headed towards her bedroom. There in no time, we undressed each other, and we were in our birthday suit. She had removed every unwanted hair from her body, I must say that she had maintained an amazing figure for her age. Her boobs were perfect neither poking nor shagging, just the adequate amount of ptosis. She had large light brown color areola with little finger tip sized nipple. I immediately started sucking them. She was caressing my pre cum oozing cock. We. She then offered an alternative punishment. She explained everything that Marion had told her about the Femdom Spanking Poker Party. Then she told Bill that she would forgive the masturbation offense — one that normally requires 100 hand spanks and 30 minutes of corner time — if he agreed to go to the party. He would be bound over the Spanking Rail the entire evening, but probably would receive multiple blowjobs and an ass fucking before the night was over.Bill was delighted, and agreed.