..things were going to be different from now on.As instructed, he was laid face down and naked. She laid the canes against a chair, and went over and ...lapped him hard on his naked bottom twice with her hand. He gasped. She slapped him again, rapidly, about six times. “Aaah!” he gasped again. She saw the redness appear on his wobbling arse cheeks. His face was buried in his pillow now, expecting more. She saw his slippers on the floor, picked one up and whacked him three or four times with it.. Colin turns to face his wife again and begins to speak, “You are no doubt wondering why, I am telling you this, my love.” He pauses, judging their reactions so far, he knows his next few words will get her notice, they are words guaranteed to shock her. “I’ve been seeing someone, and he ... well, he called me this afternoon, shit I don’t know how to say this, babe, I’m sorry I really am, but the reason I’m late is, he is umm, well distraught. I’m so sorry babe, there’s no easy way to tell you. ”“Be good and I might even tell you” she teased back, as we finally hit the A74 north.We finally arrived in Inverness an hour or so later but all attempts at any further sexy talk from me had been firmly hushed by Jenny on the way up there. Nothing even remotely sexy passed her lips.“Later,” she had said, “Lets just see all the sights today, save all the naughty talk for bed later.”‘I’ll look forward to it,’ I’d thought, and left the subject alone. We just talked about the scenery, it was. “oops sorry” said one of the lads. Ignoring it I went to get the sugar and cups, again as I lent over to place things on the table a hand not only brushed the back of my leg but rested a bit longer this time. I stood up and went to the kitchen to brew the coffees – al the while thinking about what had happened. Strangely the more I thought about it the more excited I became and I realised my pussy was getting a little damp.Trying to ignore my feelings I went into the café to deliver the coffees.