It stung, but he was careful not to strike my nipple or any other sensitive tissue, but I yelped in surprise. “Did I hurt you?” He asked honestl.... I shook my head no to which he said, “Our safe word today is ‘married’. If at any time, the pain is more than you want, the scene is not what you want or you are scared or just want to stop, say the word ‘married’ and I will stop immediately. Do you understand?” I nodded again, and with a smile, he slapped my breast again.He then lifted my. "What, Maria. What did you say? What do you mean, some company?" I asked."It's just a faceless fuck Carree, it doesn't mean anything. I go out and pick up a kid, someone young, and show him a few things." She confessed."What? What do you mean, faceless fuck? Maria, you have sex outside of your relationship? Are you crazy?" I asked incredulously."Yes, I do," she admitted with a combination of pride and embarrassment, it seemed. "I go to the hang-outs where the freshmen are. Not so much here, but. As I lay in bed afterwards next to my cruel and snoring wife, I began to realise that I had married the wrong woman.Back to the munch. I had found the details on the internet, surfing during my lunch-hour at work. The others in my office were frightened to do personal things on the internet fearing that the boss might find out. But I found the idea that our boss could find out to be rather exciting. She was not a beautiful woman but she was strong, pushy and authoritative and I liked that. I. When I awoke the next morning, I remembered it all. And I was so glad I had set the camera to record whenever the video player was open on my laptop.I knew I would be getting off to the whole episode the next night... and most likely every night in my foreseeable future. My daughter's body had been lustfully peered at for a while, as I imagined how good it must look naked. So watching Heather undress and seeing her incredible body that night was an amazing fantasy come true for me.The day after.