You'll get dressed and leave, and never hear from me again or hear about this day again. There will be no photos, no video, none of that blackmail BS....You're not going to leave your wife for me, and we're not going to be a couple or some bullshit like that. I'm married to a beautiful woman whom I love dearly, but sometimes I just need to blow off some steam. This is just supposed to be fun for both of us. If this works for us we can make it a regular thing or it can be one and done... I guess. That was the last reaction sheexpected from him. Which meant, it was indeed real. And she was justbeing a cruel bitch and she knew it. But why should he desire to be agirl for.A sudden thought occurred to him. It brought terror to him. He pushedthrough the giggling girls and looked up fearfully at his sister andsaid, "Um sis, We need to talk about that never looking a boy thing."The fear in his voice caught her off guard. She rose her eyebrow andsaid, "Yes, what is wrong with looking like a. "You are now going to get the hiding you should have had years ago," said Helen as, without further warning, she started to bring the hairbrush down hard from cheek to cheek.With the bedroom door partly open Judith could hear the CRACK! CRACK! CRACk! as the hairbrush crashed against her husband's buttocks.On and on the beating went and Henry's arse cheeks became pink and then red and he yelped and squirmed as his sister-in-law landed whack after whack on them.Although it was hurting him Henry. We giggled and left the room staggering into his bedroom, it was very dimly lit and looked comfortable. “Hey Frank” Mike said softly, “Hell with the couch, I got a double if you want to share” he said pointing at something far more comfortable than a small couch.I wasn’t totally coherent as I peeled off my tee shirt watching Mike do the same, “Too hot for PJ’s” he said as he stripped right off and climbed under the thin sheet. I pulled my shorts off and still had visions of Jenny’s arse in my.