It's good to see you here."Bob looked up. The woman next to him, subconsciously adjusted her breasts, looked at me with a smile."Oh Hi, Rick, this is ...y wife - Jane."I put my coffee down and warmed my hands before I reached out to shake her hands. I felt her hand tremble in my firm grip.After our initial interactions, I felt I may be intruding on their private morning."It's a pleasure to meet you, Jane. Bob, I hope you two have a good weekend." Are you leaving us?" Jane blurted out with. We had a bottle of wine.“So I understand my son let you go, but I don’t know why exactly; ‘personal reasons’ he told me, and you say your mother threw you out of your own house? How do you feel?”“Angry!” I told him, and then it all came out of me like vomit. The old man listened attentively, compassionately.“I’ve had too much to drink.” He said after desert. “I won’t drive home tonight, I have an apartment here in town.”“I’m pretty sloshed too.” I admitted.“Come on, it’s just around the. I pulled her against me. My hands caressing her through her clothes. My eager and curious hands moved over her. They explored the shallow valley of her spine, her hips, her thighs…the backs, sides, and fronts of them. Barbara made a startled, “Ugh,” sound when I spread my hand possessively over her shapely bottom. I didn’t remove my hand, though I did raised my head and looked down into her face with an unspoken question in my eyes. She was panting through parted, moist lips. Her eye lids. Being spanked by your lover in front of you is my ultimate humiliation. Being brought to tears from the spanking and then being further humiliated as my penis stiffened was pleasurable for me. Feeling Jim’s hard cock resting up against my hip was almost all I could think about. You are lucky to have him. Thank you for allowing me to be part of your fun.”Sandy said, “Oh, don’t fret because you also will know the enjoyment of Jim’s body.”“You know you are not allowed to orgasm until I say so. If.