" And I don’t mean any real harm by using this strap on your bum. Now bend over or do I need to call for help?"Margaret had gone outside to cut some...flowers but found the stems too tough for her scissors and returned for secateurs. In doing so she’d surprised Janet strutting in the kitchen mimicking her voice and actions. We’ll see how well you mimic a person having her bottom tickled with the strap." Reluctantly Janet lay across the table and gripped the far edge. "Hold her still by the. I'll catch up with him later ... so sorry to have disturbed you!"She was gone before he could take it back, and he sat there for a full five minutes replaying the whole stupid scene in his mind, replaying and changing it to one where he said the right things and she smiled at him, in the way that only she did.He came to the end and played it again and then again and then again but this time he played it honestly in his mind and saw the way his words and his tone had hurt her.He was on his feet. OMG that was hot to see, Her eyes rolled back into her head, I asked, “Are you OK? Does it hurt?” She nodded, “Do you want me to take it out?” She shook her head NO and then guide my had as I pushed even more of it into her. She was loosening up now.She pulled on my hand holding the dildo slow and steady until she had taken the whole thing in, I was stunned, I never thought that she would be able to take all 12” of it.I let it sit there for a couple of minutes to let her stretch more and relax,. She smacked his hand.The MILF, Tiffany, got a lot of cell phone numbers from the obviously married guys, that wanted a one night stand, at HER PLACE. Those numbers wound up on the floor or in my waste basket. It was funny, and kind of pathetic.We drank, and the flesh started to flash, especially from the MILF. She thought nothing of undoing a few more buttons, and spreading her legs just so. I was feeling no pain, wine on an empty stomach, as I ran my hand up my wifes leg, searching for her.