30’; a lifelong friend. They had grown up together, neighbours, gone to school together, dated and where really more like sisters than friends. They...married within a few months of each other, had baby boys only a couple of days apart. Their lives had mapped out so closely throughout; they had the same problems, similar children and husbands. Jean was looking forward to her date.Tea drunk, she set about getting her eldest child out of bed. Instead of yelling up through the banister as she had. I wanted to force her down to her knees and shove my dick into her mouth. I wanted to turn her around and jerk her pants down and ram my cock into her pussy. I wanted to put my finger in her asshole. As I was considering what my next move would be, we heard a knock at the door. Belinda kept jerking my cock (although softer at that point) when I tried my best to sound normal. ?Just a minute.?From the other side of the door we heard Marcela?s voice. ?John? Is Belinda in there with you?? I. My pants become soaking wet, and for a moment, I was so enthralled by Laura's caning I forgot I was the next to receive punishment.Laura was crying her heart out, pleading for her mum to make the stinging stop as the Head's cane struck her small petite palms again and again. She threw her head back as the tears cascaded down her beautiful face; I stood there petrified, knowing my hands were about to feel the cane as soon as her punishment was complete.Laura's delicate hands didn't look strong. Within a few minutes of our drinks arriving my hubby excused himself to go to the restroom. This made me uncomfortable and I wanted to go to the ladies room but he would have no part of that since I encouraged our being there in the first place. I am not sure if he was surprised or perhaps expected it but by the time he got back there were two men at our table attempting some small talk and introduced themselves as Bob and Tom. Neither wore wedding rings and my hubby noticed this first as I was.