“What do you think about Sara?”Sara was one of Greta’s coworkers that I didn’t know very well. I had the mental picture of a thin, young woman...with straight blond hair and horn-rimmed glasses. The scrubs that she wore to work, like every other nurse on the floor, tended to be shapeless and gave no real hint to what lay underneath.“What do you mean?” I asked.“I was thinking about our wedding night recently. And the promise I made, that if you could hold off until our tenth anniversary, I would. ”I nearly gagged. How could she say such a thing? I am right here after all, hearing every word, how I was fingered until I came, how humiliating.I think Beccy knew exactly what I was thinking as she said, “Now I know Laura you might not be too happy about what has been done but I need you to focus. You are still under discipline for what you said to me and that still hurts me as much as your bottom hurts you. We need you to be as close as possible to a student about to be spanked who is not. My husband like to walk the river to get into shape he would be gone for up to an hour. One day when he was gone and I was all by myself I laying out and tanning when a man came up to me he had a camera and asked if he could take my photo in my suit, I told him No thank you and he walked away, I did not see where he went so I closed my eyes and went to sleep for a short time when I heard a noise so I looked up to see the man a short way into the trees with his cock out and jacking off looking. After this event, all was quiet from the neighbors for the next few months. One night as my girlfriend and I prepared for bed, we both heard a female voice yell, "ouch", from outside. I told my girlfriend that I would go check it out. Our guest bedroom had a great view of their back yard. I walked to the window and saw that the neighbors were in the backyard. They were fully clothed but he was sitting on a chair and she was riding him in the chair. They were both kissing. I knew that there was.