He told the Sheriff, “He just spilled the milk. Does he have to go to jail?”The Sheriff, touched by the fact that Glen had let the kid understand ...he seriousness of the situation without scaring him, answered, “I have to learn if he spilled the milk by accident or on purpose. If it was an accident, he won’t have to go to jail.”The boy smiled and said, “I saw them try to hurt you. If you hurt them, it must have been by accident. Don’t worry, you won’t have to go to jail.”Glen smiled and. Greg had shaved that morning, being lazy enough not to do the job often but hating the itch that came with anything over ten or so days of beard. Having been out that morning enjoying the day, he was dressed in clean jeans and a t-shirt covering a body that was, if not lean, not fat. All in all, he thought himself reasonably attractive, and unless forced into a suit this was the best anyone was going to get.Not that he had any interest in impressing either of them.Looking at the grandfather. And, I guess, I wasn’t exactly an ‘innocent’ in regards to their wives, either. After all, I’d been the first guy to fuck Nate’s wife since they were married and just a week ago, Pauli, not to even mention the incredible blowjob just minutes earlier.I continued to wonder in my haze until Pauli and Alyssa came back out of the bedroom, Pauli doing a little dance with her hands high in the air and twisting her hips back and forth, “Yes! We’re having some fun tonight!”Actually, I thought we had. Even though I should have expected it the slap came pretty much unexpected. He grabbed my hand and tried to drag me out of the bathroom but I was still peeing so I peed on myself and a bit on him. He then stopped and stood there speechless for half a minute. I knew this will turn out bad. Very bad. And the tampon just started hurting.He was quite fast in getting me over his knees and started spanking me with his slippers. I didn't count because I was crying but it was a hell lot of spanks on my.