Sit down. Would you like coffee or tea?” Doc asked. William materialized at the door. “Coffee please,” Doc said.“Certainly,” William respond...d.“Not for me,” Margaret said. “I want to show you what I’ve found.”“A reference?” Doc slapped his hands together and cleared a spot on the desk between them.“A whole book! But you aren’t going to like it.” She drew a thin and brightly colored book from the bag and set it in the middle of the desk facing Doc.“The Last Gift? A children’s book?” he. I don't join in, just sit in a chair and stroke myself as she gets fucked hard. Over the 20+ years we've been together I have trained myself not to cum until after he left and she sucks me off.We never invite anyone to our home. We have a standing Saturday night "date" where we get a babysitter and check into a hotel. My wife changes into sexy lingerie and we wait for her "date" to show up. They know the rules before they come. They are NEVER left alone with her and they NEVER fuck her. The neckline plunged way down to below my naval. We all opted for heels but no underwear not even hold-ups.As usual the waiting staff gave us their undivided attention plus the landlord who hovered around most of the time insisting to double as our wine waiter.Our meal over we made our way back to my house.Back home a got a bottle of Sancerre from the fridge and four glasses, we made ourselves comfortable on the pair of sofas and enjoyed our wine. After a glass I suggested to the girls it might. And since this is your 3rd time, if it happens again, I am going to have Mrs Fields paddle you again, then send you to my office where I will give you a couple swats myself. And let me tell you…I will bend you over and burn your bottom good, you understand?” I started crying hard and said “YES SIR” He then stepped behind me so he could see my bottom. He asked how many swats I was getting this time…She said SIX. I really started crying hard now!!! He then said…OK little lady, next time Mrs.