“Knickers down please Steph, unless you want me to do it.” “No I’ll do it,” Steph said quickly and she hurriedly lifted up her skirt and lo...ered her knickers. Embarrassed she allowed the skirt to drop down again covering her bare bottom. She looked at her Mum waiting for further instructions which came soon enough. “Hold up your skirt and bend over my knee my girl.” Seconds later Steph was across her Mum’s lap with her hands were on the floor and her bare bottom staring up at her Mum. “No. . Exactly, Terry! It's called a revenge fuck, Baby. That's not what Mummy called it, of course, but that's what it is. Mummy said that those photos would shock you into stop seeing that tart you've been having an affair with!"I leafed through the other 10x8 photos which showed my wife being right royally screwed by another guy. I was seething inside, but I kept my cool."Well," Robyn declared, " ... what have you got to say for yourself now, Terry!" I gathered up the photos and slid them back. " Which says a very great deal for Harry," interrupted Deborah. "Richard has just said he couldn't imagine any other young man waiting so long. He's very special, Mary, and you and Ned should be proud of yourselves. We couldn't ask for a better son-in-law." Thank you, Deborah, we are very proud of him but then we love Tig too so yippee!"Deborah laughed. "Richard's opening a bottle of champagne at this moment. Have you two got a drink?" Great minds! Ned's doing just the same. Ooh, here he. Calista could feel herself growing warmer. She had always had sexual fantasies that involved her and other girls, but she was always too afraid to admit them. She usually hung out with Jen, known as Jennifer, in hope that someday they might be a little more than just friends. It seemed to her now, that her hopes had come true. Finally she got the courage to answer. I will do whatever you want She replied. Good Jen said with a sly look on her face. Lets see, what should we start with…? Jen was.