Any pew in a storm, you know.”“Good. That’s good. A man should have God in his heart.”“Well, quite.”What the hell do you say to that?“Wh...n we were in the cockpit, I wasn’t so sure how you felt,” he went on.“Yes, well ... Plenty of airplanes went down with religious people on ‘em. I didn’t think prayer would help much.”It was about time we spoke about what had happened. It probably wasn’t something I would just shrug off in a few days and he was the only person who had been with me every step of. As she often did, she had yet another new hairstyle, along with her traditional glasses, though instead of her typical dresses she now wore an old camouflage t-shirt and worn jeans, as if applying for the very job he was trying to fill. Becky was certainly pretty, and she could charm the pants off of any guy, but Josh was well aware of how conniving she could be. One minute she'd been all sweetness and light, and the next she'd slice your heart out—just as she'd done when she'd not only cheated. Her blonde hair was swept up over her ears, and brushed across her forehead from right to left. The dress showed just enough cleavage, and I could just make out her bra through the material. When she crossed her legs, the seam on the front of her skirt gave me just a peek at slip lace. I was instantly ready. "I'm going upstairs to change, but first need to say something to you," she said with an ominous tone. "We overdid cocktails last night, and I apologize for my behaviour," she said. "I. You have been a naughty husband and you will be treated like a naughty boy deserves."She kept scolding me and swinging her brush without any signs of slowing down. Over and over she kept spanking until suddenly she stopped. I knew my spanking was not finished even though I really wish it was. I then assumed maybe her arm needed a break. Either way, I was thankful for a pause to let the pain actually dissipate.Little did I know at the time, that the reason she stopped was because John had.