Don’t leaveShalini: There is a balcony on the guest room, that balcony leads to my bedroom, you have to look inside what’s going on inside.Really ... just don’t understand the third message why I have to peep inside her bedroom. Oh… my goodness… if her husband fucks her, why should I watch that. Really i was really angry that time. Why the hell she wants me to look that. I just waited for the time, it was around 11:30 they told me to sleep in the guest room as expected.Ya it was a big slide. One day while working out Sujatha suddenly started to complain about a severe pain in her back & after having given her stretching exercise as per my technical knowledge she had a lot of relief but was feeling weak due to the injury. So, on moral grounds I offered her a lift to her house & she readily agreed to my offer & upon reaching her place she insisted me to stay back with her for sometime till her pain subsides as her husband is out of station & hence there is nobody to look after her.. And, then the meeting was over, and I was left to cry in my beer.As much as I hated my wife, at least I was telling myself that I hated her; I still needed her. I still loved her too; there was no escaping that reality. Love, hate, confusion, desperation all of it was my lot. All of that added onto what the two of them were going to try to do, as I saw it, to come between my daughter and me. I did not deserve this, any of it, I did not!I got the word less than a week later: we got our short. After several more spanks that lady stepped away and I was left alone again. My bottom really stung but as I calmed down I listened to the discussion and smiled, between sobs, as I heard them talk so nicely about the shape of my bottom, my slim legs, how the red glow showed how well I had been spanked, and as they talked I felt aroused again and quivers flew across my pussy at the thought of the spanking. Even when Beccy explained to the watching group the plimsoll will be used on me next I was.