We decided as I was just wanting to spank her and there was no roleplay, "stop" would simply mean stop rather than using a safeword. Seemed a little l...ss weird that way.We got the kids to sleepovers and had a nice dinner and after an awkward glass of wine on the couch, I asked if I could spank her now. She sighed, got up, and removed her jeans, and started taking down her underpants. I asked her if she could let me do that. She said ok, but I could tell she didn't really get it and it was a bit. He didn’t like the idea that she might have that image of him, but it sure as hell was more comfortable than the alternative. Nobody likes to feel used, him especially, perhaps him even more so because he’d always made a point of never treating a woman as just another hole to fuck, another conquest like some of his friends did. But then he’d never behaved like he had last night. And yet he couldn’t find it in himself to regret it. He’d thought he’d had good sex before but he’d never been with a. He could sense her excitement with his mouth and his hand so he looked up and into her eyes. Her request was obvious as she managed a smile, then closed her eyes. She could feel his body move over her and opened her thighs to accept him. She could not see but knew that he was kneeling between her legs. She moved her knees toward her chest, opening herself totally to him. He leaned forward and planted a row of soft kisses on her belly. As he kissed up her body, his hips moved closer to hers. He. He looked as if he would blow over in a breeze. Well okay, I'm no adonis myself, so who am I to be fussy. Alright, I thought, its a bad start but its still a start.Then he gave the house a long stare. He hadnt noticed me peeking through the blinds. Im a working class fella and grew up with some rough around the edges types and a few who went over the edges and all the way. I knew a scrote casing a place when I saw it.And I was watching it now.And I knew a 'skiprat' when I saw one too.This was.