"I will be close; some place where I can watch." I told her.I went down first and got a seat where I could see most of the room. My sweet wife came fi...e minutes later and she sat at a table in the middle of the semi-darkened room. Ana dismissed three white men approaching her in turns, until a handsome black guy came to her table.They talked and finally Ana invited him to sit down. By this time Ana had taken several glasses of red wine; so I knew she had to be pretty loose...Some minutes later. I said, “yeah, now you are getting it.” And I took a step toward him, knelt down beside his chair and positioned myself over his lap with my ass offered up for his right hand to continue his spanking. He gave me a few more solid smacks across my ass. I could feel his cock stiffen beneath me and to be honest it felt huge so this spanking game was about to draw to an end. My phone was still ringing and he made a comment again about me answering it. I told him to stop worrying about my fucking. Although they only live three hours away, they have never just showed up at our door, and that is something my wife would not keep a secret as she knows my mother-in-law Betty and I have never gotten along. Betty was a first class ball breaker who took great pleasure in putting down my wife and me every chance she could. My wife seemed to accept it as just the way it was, and I always honored my wife's wishes not to "make a big deal" of it.I heard the shouting before I even got into the house.. Maybe she’d get a kick out of the fact that she was in the picture. I couldn’t just put a bunch of paint on the canvas and imagine that it would be like one of my real paintings. The only reason I used acrylic instead of oil was that it dries faster and Kendra was hot to run her experiments.“Pen, don’t you see Kendra in color?” Annette asked me while I worked. She’d caught a glimpse of the black paint I was using and did her usual cycle around the artwork, finally resting her chin on my.