“Enjoying yourself?” She asked casually.“bloody hell Em, you scared the crap outa me!” I exclaimed. Now the shock had subsided the realisation...that I was naked was beginning to set in. I swam to the far side, a few metres away hoping that she would not notice and be on her way.“Mind if I stay a while?” came those dreadful words, as she spread out on the rock ledge. All I could do was stay where I was for as long as possible. I must have been in there ages, and was starting to shiver quite a. ” My wife said.“Please spank me at home, I will be quiet from now on.”“It is too late for that. Stand in front of me right now!”My wife always has me stand in front of her when I am about to be spanked. My hands are to be on the top of my head and my feet slightly parted. I am to say nothing unless I am asked to speak. My wife always pulls down my pants and underwear and rolls and tucks my shirt up so it isn’t in the way. I am usually scolded while she does this.“Can’t you just spank me. On her lips. Which kissed me back.I was still a run of buttons short, but the fabric was loose enough for me to easily slide a hand under the shirt to finally cup her breast. She was watching my face intently as my eyes closed for the moment as I gave a little gasp, my fingers first touching the first swell of the underside. Abigail's eyes rolled as the touch continued, but then she reached a hand up to catch mine and remove it. She kept my hand lightly in hers, her thumb rubbing circles on my. They were late teens or early twenties with firm toned bodies one of which had black smooth shiny skin and the other an all over bronze tan – both were well endowed with uncut cocks and semis on as they eyed us up. I had been “warming” my wife up as they were approaching and she had got so horny she desperately wanted some action and so did I so I made it obvious to them that they could join us. My wife could not bring herself to believe what we were doing and put a tee shirt over her head to.