She looked up now and again and saw the smiles on the faces of her colleagues and even envy on some of the women’s faces. The men though looked like...they were trying to keep themselves from cumming which made Deirdre smile to herself.When Deirdre started to use the wooden-backed hairbrush on Sarah she saw the smirks around the room. Most had seen Sarah spanked before and had seen her reaction to the pain during the spanking but her quick recovery afterwards. They had seen her bright red bottom. Maybe just go out the kitchen door so that there wouldn’t be a scene. What would she do then? Try to call him? Leave him alone until he cooled down? She’d probably try to call him. If she didn’t it was probably really over between them. It would give him a chance to hang up on her, ignore her call, try to hurt her as much as he was hurting inside. He wondered whether it was still possible. He used to be able to do it when they had a fight but now he wasn’t so sure. Maybe it had all gotten to. His mind was made up, it was very simple. She was young and attractive - a woman who had made a deal to help her husband. There had been enough delay. He didn't see the shadow that crossed her eyes. Nor the high flush on her cheeks that belied her inviting smiles as he felt up her ass."I really need to see you naked Sarah, I can't wait any longer," he said softly as his hand continued exploring all over her rear end. "You have no idea how many times I've thought about seeing you naked. Come on. My cock’s right at the back of her throat. She’s not gagging, but I want her on her back. Get your camera ready.” Positions change on the bed. John is now kneeling beside her head, stroking his increasingly potent cock. “Open your mouth,” he says. “Wide. Then suck when I start to face fuck you.” Her lips close round the knob, the shaft slides in. He begins to fuck. Her cheeks hollow as she sucks. John looks at the husband. “Brilliant,” he says, “you don’t often get a mouth as clever as this..