Has this ever happened to you?”Emma blushed, again almost invisibly. “No, never. I wasn’t even spanked at home, let alone as an adult.”Stevie ...odded and went on: “I was the same. I had never been spanked at home and I had reached twenty-three by the time I had my first spanking.”“Weren’t you scared?” Emma enquired, with a genuinely concerned tone in her voice.Stevie smiled again, then giggled, before whispering: “I was too drunk to be scared.” Well, actually, I wasn’t that drunk when he spanked. On the other hand, if she can't do the job I won't carry her and if I get any shit because of it I'll quit."Next I called the whole department together and told them what was coming down. There were a lot of "It's not fairs" and a lot of grumbling, but I cut it off when I said, "It's what we have to live with people. Lets not borrow any trouble until we see how it shakes out. So far Ben is okay with it and he is the one who got screwed so lets just see how it plays out."The next morning when. My wife seemed to encourage him. Soon he wasflirting openly with her, pretending he was working. She wasreciprocating. She leaned over to pick up a crumb, her lily-white titsclearly showing in the open cleavage. He offered to help her, leaning nextto her and staring right into her breasts.She sat back on her chair to pour some more coffee, opening her legs wide.The installer moved over to stand right between her legs and offered topour it for her.And here I was, the cuckold all along, all naked. “Your ex tells me you’re worried about me taking your place with the kids.”“Worried about it? More like resigned to it,” I said.“Hmm, you’d be wrong to be so,” he said, “because I am not. Do they call me dad? Yes, they do. Would they call you dad? Yes they would, of course you’d need to be around for that to happen. And now, with a son on the way...”“Yes, yet another Cord about to enter the lists,” I said.“Sort of,” he said.“Sort of? What does that mean?” I said.“He’s going to have a hyphenated.