Sally could hear the smack of the ruler as she remembered the incident with the young trainee."I am so sorry, Dean Pringle. How can I make up for my m...stake? I know I need to be corrected and I am willing to accept your decision."The little man with the nervous hands leaned forward and spoke softly into Sally's ear."There is only one solution, Mrs. Johnson, you must accept my ruler for 10 full strokes and thank me for my correction very sincerely. Can you do that, Mrs. Johnson?"Sally could not. He would occasionally tease me that if I “wasn’t straight I’d be his boyfriend”, but he never pushed beyond that. He came straight up to me and gave me a smile like he knew something I didn't.Curious what that look was all about – I assumed he had another wry, funny story about one of his sexual conquests or failures – I asked, “Hey, what’s up with you?”But he cocked his head and spoke into my ear, "I'm just deciding which straight boy I'm gonna' take home and turn gay tonight". Then he calmly. Every so often Jason would grasp Claire’s hips firmly and give her a dozen or so extra deep and extra hard thrusts of his big black cock, causing Claire to moan and whimper, as she obviously enjoyed this.Claire’s breathing was becoming shorter and more ragged and I knew that she was approaching orgasm, and as Jason realized this he started to speed up himself, before thinking better of it and once again withdrawing that big cock of his from inside my wife and taking up position between Claire’s. " A widow, you say? Mum, if Trevor has approved, you are extremely welcome here. We will talk later."Georgina continued to shake hands with the other spouses down the line, a tear in her eye. When she got past Dinah and finished, the Montfords were waiting to give her a hug of reassurance. "Come on, Georgina," said George. "Let's get you something to eat before you collapse."After all the other guests had been appropriately welcomed and directed to their food, Trevor and his girls trooped over.