That is my outfit would look nice on a fifty year old member of some WI, it didn’t look right for a thirty four year old woman going out on a date.I...quickly stripped off the jacket and blouse and looked frantically through my wardrobe for something better. I hadn’t realised until now just how staid and boring my wardrobe was, didn’t I own anything a bit younger, maybe even a bit daring. With a grin I remembered something I bought at a lingerie party I went to a few years back. One of the few. She'd often heard that men just needed some strange sex every once in a while and it didn't mean anything. But they had promised to love each other and be faithful til death did them part, not just until they got bored and sought out something exciting.She still had no idea about what to do about his affair. Maybe she should just let it go again and look the other way. He was always quiet for a few days afterwards. Charlotte usually attributed that to guilt. But within a week or so he always. Soon I found myself moaning while sucking his index finger as he rubbed my ass and pushed my throbbing cock into the couch. This went on for minutes before I finally stopped, "Wait", and got up to remove my shorts, revealing my rock hard cock, before lying my my back. "I know this is asking a lot, but can you also rub around here?", I breathily asked. Without hesitation, Jake placed his hands firmly around my balls and cock and began to massage me. "Oooooooooooooooh, fuck, that feels so. "Amanda looked confused. "The what?" I'm sorry, I keep forgetting you don't know about these things. Near the start of training, every Trainee gets twenty strokes with the paddle."Amanda looked shocked."It's just to give a taste of what real punishment can be like." That's horrible!" Amanda cried, recalling the scene with Garas.Tanyee looked surprised at Amanda's reaction. "It's not really that bad. The Trainer comforts the Trainee right after it, and it doesn't happen again." She winced..