"Honey I love you with all of my heart. You know that, right?" "Uh huh." "We have a very open and great sex life and a great marriage,...don't we?" "Uh huh." This wasn't going well but at least she wasn't screaming, crying or throwing things at me. This was a plus. "Come on Honey. Would you talk to me, please?" "What do you want me to say? I come home to find you in bed with my granny. Do you expect me to be thrilled?" "Well. I hope that. I couldn't believe it. Why would she do this to me? Why would she agree a date with another woman? That night I stayed up waiting for Cat to come home for hours. I felt sick just thinking about her and Cat alone somewhere... doing things. I couldn't sleep. I called wanting company Tammy but she never answered. I thought about all the horrible things that Cat might do to her, but eventually after midnight our door finally opened."How was your... date?" I asked her almost jumping out of my. My pussy grew more wet with every smack of his hand. I bit my lip to keep quiet and he kept on spanking me. I felt my ass as it grew pink and I felt it start to sting. "Are you a naughty girl?" He asked. "Yes." I said. He spanked me again."Who's naughty girl are you?" Yours" I replied.He smacked harder still. My nipples rubbed against his pants and his cock pushed into my ribs. I felt the wetness between my pussy lips spread, almost dripping out of me. "Good girl." He praised me.He gave me a. Josh was a monk of some sort, wearing a hooded robe with a rope for a belt, his bare feet in sandals. Molly was a hippie girl, complete with a huge afro- style wig and rose-colored glasses. They greeted kids at the door as they came up.The first to arrive were Jen and Sam, dressed like the American Gothic farmer and wife. They were both thin and tall, so it was a natural for them. Sam wore bib overalls and carried a pitchfork, and Jen had on a gingham dress that buttoned to her throat, her hair.