Surprise! She also started tying my hands differently. Now, instead of taping my wrists together, she taped each wrist to the opposite arm above the e...bow. This gave her full access to my butt. And I was helpless to stop her. She knew just where the prostate was. At the time I didn't even know it existed! Holy Crap!!! The trouble was she didn't stop there. The next time it was three fingers. The time after that was four. The next time she worked my ass over with a small, greased up cucumber.. No … I mean, yes, but … I mean, I care for you.”“I care for you, too. You know that.”“Yes … I mean, though …” He swallowed hard and took a deeper breath. Mary could see small beads of sweat forming just inside his hair line on his forehead. “I mean, I care for you a lot.” He looked at her expectantly. “You know what I mean …”She was pretty sure she did know what he meant because she was sure she was feeling the same way about him … if the way he was feeling about her was the way she was feeling. During the conversation, Kate mentioned that she thought I acted really exemplary for a husband. My wife said, “He acts real good, because if he acts bad or is naughty, I spank him.”Kate asked me, “Clyde, is it really true that she spanks you?”“Yes, she really spanks me,” I replied.“I even let my friends spank him,” my wife said. “Do you want to see how I spank him, and maybe spank him yourself?”“Yes, I’d be interested!” Kate replied.“Clyde, get that small bag I brought with me and meet us in. She answered the door and told me to come in. She was washing dishes while her daughter was sitting at the table in the adjoining room listening to music on headphones and doing homework. I went into the small kitchen where my gf went back to her dishes to talk. I was thirsty and decided to get something to drink, so I went to the fridge to see what she had. To get to refrigerator I had squeeze by my gf in what was a very narrow space between the sink and stove.I turned sideways to get by her.