He than said that I needed to pay for getting his cloths all wet (he was joking, we love playing these games) He said that I needed a good spanking a...d to be left tied up like this to think about what I had done. He went over to his wet pants and pulled his belt out of the pant loops and walked back to where I was hanging. He said he thought 5 swats with the belt would be just about right, and he took his first swat. I let out a yell, because I really wasn’t ready for that one, he than gave. What I saw was a twelve-inch cock hard as a rock still glistering with her juices." She continued with the story, "As I stared at his tool, I slipped and let the word “wow” out. He smiled and knew things were good. I then decided I wanted to play and told her no you don’t have to leave, but can I join. The guy replied with a yes, she smiled saying sure. I didn't waste time, got on my knees and took his cock straight into my mouth, tasting her pussy juices off his cock. She sat there next to us. He accepted the offered glass and patted the seat in front of him. ‘Come, join me.’ With wobbly knees and barely enough strength to take two steps, I did. We sat there for a few minutes in complete silence, sipping the wine and savoring its sweet taste. I would not want to be as presumptuous as to claim I knew for certain what was in his mind but I could pretty much tell that his thoughts were the same as mine. He was so handsome, so kind and he showed a genuine interest in me, I wanted to do. That started a long necking session during which our coffee got cold. After fresh mugs Angela admitted that she needed me at the home over Christmas. She wanted me to be Father Christmas to the old people.“Father Christmas, Angela?” I asked incredulously. “Aren’t they too old for Father Christmas?”She laughed.“It’s not for them, silly. They make presents for their grandc***dren or great-grandc***dren and Father Christmas gives them out at a c***dren’s Christmas Party the week before Christmas..