I don’t know how many strokes he had delivered now. Twenty? Thirty? I couldn’t keep count. All I knew was that I was getting a solid walloping wit... my father-in-law’s leather belt. I was yelping with each blow and now desperately wanted him to stop. David's arm was strong for a man in his sixties and I didn’t think he was holding anything back. I was being steadily thrashed. Forty? Fifty?From my position, I could see Sheila standing to one side, presumably enjoying the spectacle. As the blows. She loved Ben more than she would have believed possible. She was sure that Ben knew how she felt. For two years, she had allowed him to kiss and touch her as though they belonged to each other. But during those two years, their involvement had only been during the times that Ben didn’t have another girlfriend. Sometimes, Dani hated herself for running to him every time he called, but she still always went. And he had spent the last two years telling her not to fall in love with him, that he. We lie on our backs, and hold hands as we soak up the hot sun, but are kept somewhat cool by the light ocean breeze that is blowing over us. We both drift off to sleep and let all the outside worries just slip away. A short time later, I wake up to realize that there are 3 other couples that have situated themselves near us, but not too close to feel like we are crowded. As I look over, I can see all of them sneaking glances over towards us, and talking amongst themselves as they lay with their. She pretty much followed the hints I gave her about not getting caught.Bob was one of the reasons she got caught. He wasn't as smart as she was in covering his tracks. Bob wasn't the only one Marsha was having sex with, she was having it with some of the agents in the office. Most of them were married and all had as much to lose as her. Bob wanted her, he wanted to be the only one that had her, he was mad that she was having sex with other men. He was a control freak and wanted Marsha to leave.