He stuck the popper under my nose and I took a big hit as he continued, "I'm going to beat you now for your disobedience and you are going to count th... strokes and thank me for each one. Understand?" Yes, Sir."I was a wimp before I met him. I had gone to a liberal school where caning was not allowed so I wasn't into reliving my school days or anything like that. The first stroke of his belt seemed to me then like the worst pain I'd ever felt but it wasn't severe. I gasped with shock,. Swallow it all - I’m fucking cumming!”'Fuck, my fucking wife was about to take a stranger’s load,' I thought. Once the chatter from the stall quieted down, the guy that was in the stall next to my wife bolted out of the door and left. Although I was about to shoot my load, I pulled my cock out of my suck-buddy’s mouth and made a beeline for that stall. As soon as I opened the door, I saw that ‘a little old toothless man’ was seated on the pot. “No shit,” I thought, and then I took a quick look. My cock was a raging by this time and gave my shorts in a very visible tent formation. My lips moved to hers. She kissed me back, her lips parting to let our tongues dance together. I pulled her closer to me, deepening the kiss as my right hand went under her shirt. I broke our first kiss, taking her bottle and placed it on the table. With both hands I grabbed the bottom of her white t-shirt. She lifted her arms as I pulled it over her head, but still didn’t move from her spot. Her boobs were. I'll never know what attracted her to them, but after making sure I didn't mind company she hopped up and invited them to join us. Only a bit later, we stood before their door, my hand reaching out to change our lives forever. For the first time in my life, I could smell my wife's musk, wafting up through her jeans. She turned to me, as I knocked and said "Now, I've asked the boys to broaden my horizons. They're going to do things to me that you've only dreamed of - so I'll get them right for.