Andrews was the wife of a real obnoxious jerk that Kyle and I worked with. We'd met her different times at company functions and wondered how her and ...er husband ever ended up together. We were all getting into our 40's now, but he had really gone soft, while she still looked sexy even if she had a few more curves to her.Kyle and I were constantly talking about what we'd like to do to her but didn't know how she'd react if we tried to do something. One day, after her husband Bill had belittled. Quickly touching cunt. A finger plowing your furrow. You shift away with a grunt, but then push back.My fingers greasy, the sweat between your thighs, the start of your juices--immediately I've a finger to the knuckle up inside you."What do you think you're doing?" you gasp. "Stop that! We're in public." Look around," I caution, "then, re-e-lax. I'm the only one who can see what I'm doing." And what is it exactly that you think you're doing?"I slip another finger up your cunt, the knuckle of. She'll probably junk them." Did you get a number? You're a wonderful person, Sultry" I'm certifiable for sure." Huh?" I married you ... planned it from the first time I saw you. I had to be crazy." Planned it?" Jack, you never had a chance." You still gonna love me when we get back from Chaos?" I been thinking about that ... it's all part of the job? Killing assholes and fucking damsels? Like renting out a stallion?" No adventure without the rulebook." Jack said, "Let me tell you what I was. “You will count each lick out loud. Do you understand, Mary?”Your heart is racing and you are struggling to speak when the paddle comes down across the center of your bottom. You jump and grab hold of Mr. Ries’s pant legs. “Start counting, Mary,” Mr. Ries commands. The paddle again comes down across your bare bottom, flattening your bottom cheeks. “Say number one, Mary” he commands.“One!” you cry out with a gasp. Mr. Ries brings the paddle back up and again paddles your bare bottom as you.