Chloe found herself crying noisily as her mother gave her the discipline that she had lacked for years. It was for her own good and everyone present a...reed silently to that fact.“Your turn, Ned. Time to spank your wife, er ex-wife, as she deserves. Go to him, daughter. You know that this is right, don’t you? You’ve been very naughty, haven’t you?” Nadine took on a calm, yet firm motherly tone of voice with her pride and joy.“Yes, Mommy,” Chloe for some reason sounded much younger than her. I stood there for a few seconds, letting my eyes get adjusted to the darkness. I walked forward through the hallway, and stopped at the end and listened. It sounded like someone was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a couple of candles lite, some music playing and all the lights in the back off.I said Stacey are you ok. She jumped up asking who was there. I said it was me Thom, you remember I call you telling you that I was on. She was a delight to the eyes. She stood there glowing in the knowledge that what she was doing was a little naughty but loving the stunned look on my face. She had a slim waist and tiny, just budding breasts with rose pink nipples. I said. “You look lovely.” She looked at my cock and said. “Let me help you.” and slowly stepped closer, putting both of her small hands on the sides of my boxers and gently pulling them down past my hips and thighs till they fell to the floor and I stepped out of. I think she actually forgot that I would be there, because I heard her talking loudly on her cell phone as she came up the steps and crossed the porch, barely missing a beat as she opened the screen door and slid her key into the lock. Her first sight of me was when the door was about half-open, when she realized someone was sitting at the kitchen table and then her eyes met mine as my fingers continued typing from both muscle memory and a strong sense of what needed to be included in that.