He stepped closer to the woman on the cross and began to let the whip tips touch the skin of her tight rounded ass cheeks. It seemed like he barely to...ched her at first and then built up speed and pressure until you could see her flesh jump as it was impacted by the whip. He criss crossed her buttocks leaving light red marking about her ass. His administrations had drawn the crowd into the intense scene, the suspense of the next blow could be felt in the air. When he was done, the young lady. Why my husband should have your ears to hear you speak that why,’ she finished, smiling. David glanced at the Den with the noxious smoke and belligerent laughter that issued from it. ‘It would seem Mrs. Thompson that your husband is not around and hardly in a position to defend your honor.’ ‘Yes, it appears you may be correct Mr. Brodeur,’ Ann continued along their flirtatious line as she looked to the den herself, frowning. ‘It would seem my honor is indeed at your mercy.’ David smiled and. It popped right open... no password needed, and there was a massive stream of texts. I couldn't believe my eyes: very specific sexual discussions and even pictures.. pictures of my wife's breast, her entire naked body and even closeups of her vulva! I followed the trail with the one and only contact: "Cpl4subbie". It seemed that my wife of ten years was exchanging text messages with a married couple in a town not-far-away who were interested in a submissive bi female.I didn't know my wife to be. More like it. Same woman, but this time it was a long, involved story about her seducing her best friend's husband. Again with details. Interesting details. The hero, I guess he was, reminded me of Mike, my husband. Clueless. But the story part wasn't bad--they act like real people, even go to some ditsy opera, and all her worrying is even kind of funny. And I find it turns me on good this time. I even found myself thinking of my best friend's husband, who is a hunk.If hubby was reading this.