I nearly jumped out of my skin. “Umm, ahh, no,” I stammered. I released my cock and tried to shutdown my computer.My wife didn’t believe me, and...she angrily asked, “Are you going to stick with that lie? Because I thinkyou come down and jerk off to porn every night.”I’d never seen my wife like this. Even though she is only five-foot-two, she seemed to tower over me.It was obvious that she was in total control of the situation. I felt meek but somehow it felt appropriate.Sheepishly, with my eyes. She was obviously a virgin. It wouldn't hurt me to go and see her, give her one and then go home. I decided I would screw her, I didn't have to be out of the hotel room until nine thirty. Evie would probably be gone already, eager to get back to her betrothed and beloved, Jo. I got back to the hotel at five, as I thought everyone had checked out. I checked with the reception desk, I was assured that my bank had indeed booked the rooms until nine thirty. I had an idea. To save me the hassle of. “You have no right to flaunt that in front of Lisa, Marie and me.” She picked up a springy plastic ruler. “Hands on your head.”Thwack, thwack, thwack! She delivered three strokes across the shaft, then thwack-thwack-thwack, another three across the glans making it bounce around, which the girls obviously loved from the looks on their faces.“Sit down at your desk and concentrate or you’ll be getting more of this,” she said, flicking the ruler once more across the shaft.The girls' eyes never left. How are you doing in there?" Uh, I'm Ok Anna, thanks."I saw one of her hands reach around the shower curtain and slowly pull it back a few inches. Her face appeared in the opening and I quickly lowered my hand to cover my privates. "Mrs. Daniel's, please, I'm naked!" Oh you silly boy. I know you're naked, after all you're in the shower. I was just thinking that my daughter loved it when I got into the shower with her and washed her back. You wouldn't mind that, would you John?"My mind was.