We’re the same age but in some ways you’re younger than me now. I can understand that but I want to be with someone, not on my own. I don’t need...sex, or even a lot of intimacy, but I do want to be the focus of someone’s attention. I want to share my life with someone, and share theirs.“So my question is, whether we should separate, for a while at least? Maybe you’ll get through this phase, or maybe it’ll always be this way, but I’d rather face it head on than wait. You know what I’m like.” She. Apparently she had been Christmas shopping in the area and had seen his car parked outside my store. “You!” she shrieked at me, extending her finger to point at me accusingly. “You… anal whore! Who do you think you are? You’ll pay for this!” And pay for it, I did. The following week the melodrama continued, and I had three angry wives actually picketing outside my store window, carrying signs that had “Homewrecker” and “Anal Whore” scrawled on them in angry red paint. I actually would have. The sound of him removing his belt from his jeans........a sound that I'd come to know signaled that he now intended to use the wide leather strap on me. Helpless, tied and suspended in just my thin silky black bikini panties I nervously anticipated the first biting sting of the leather belt. I didn't have long to wait as I heard the tell-tale sound of the leather strap whistling through the air a split second before the belt made contact with my waiting bum. SMACK!!! it landed upon my right. The kisses sent shivers all around her body, and soon Jackie kissed her clit. A wave of pleasure hit her and she moaned loudly. "Holy fuuuck!!" she moaned loudly again. Her host carried on licking her clit up and down. "Fuuuuck!" She screamed it this time. Doug was on one nipple and Alan pushed her head to his side and started to kiss her, his tongue meeting hers. She felt her body start to shake and she came hard, her orgasm exploding from within her. "First of many, I hope." Jackie gave her a.