What a dumb time to even think about laughing!I suppressed every hurt feeling bubbling up inside me and nonchalantly said, “I don’t think I have a...ything for strip poker. Will have to do a little shopping tomorrow.”I gave his shocked face a light kiss and continued, “I’ll read more tomorrow, but for now we better get some sleep. Tomorrow might be a late night.” I almost couldn’t even believe what I had just said.I rolled back over in bed and silently cried myself to sleep.~~~Something happened. I replied, “you asked me to join, so I did”.And before she could ask me anything more, a noise of the door closing and opening came. Parul had returned home. He called out to his wife, “Bidisha?”. She put her hand on my lips, and she replied, “I am here baby, taking a bath”. He said, “Bidisha, there is an emergency at work, I just came to take my suitcase, I am going back to the office”. To which Bidisha replied, ok. And then before leaving Parul asked, “Bidisha, do you know where, Bond is?”.. »Realising that he had been bitterly offended by her familiarity, even in the moment of amorous extremity, she twisted from his grasp and moved to the foot of the bed where she presented her rear end and stood with her feet apart touching her toes in the standard position for whipping. The Emir took full advantage of it and laid in to her with a will. It was all she could do to remain upright as six, ten, twelve, she lost count how many strokes were rained on her unprotected arse. She was quite. "Ready?" I asked. I could feel Cassie nodding as her head was lying on my back. "Okay, let's get in and get wet." With that Cassie let go of me and got into the shower.I suspect the previous owner wanted to be able to have someone join him in the shower as it was large enough to comfortably hold at least two people. I followed Cassie and soon we were taking turns washing each other playing close attention to those 'special' areas of the other's body. Once we were clean and dry I turned to.