By now, he was right up on me, looking down on me sitting on my log. He saw my fear, and smiled broadly. “Relax, pal. What the fuck do you think ...’m doing here, taking a fucking constitutional?” He gently put his hand on my shoulder, and softly continued. “Seriously, we can’t have you getting all afraid. That makes for cottonmouth, and that’s definitely no fucking good.” He backed up a pace, stood in front of me, and started massaging his hardening cock through his pants. “You are here. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Three quick licks to the left cheek!SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Three to the right! No reaction from Diane."That's eight, young lady! Sixteen more to go!" "It tickles,"she teased, wiggling her bottom seductively as if trying to adjusther position. That's all I needed. I grabbed the paddle placedstrategically within reach."You wanted this paddle, Diane, and now you're going to find outhow well it works! You will get eight swats with the paddle!We'll see if you think that. As soon as I was finished she asked, “Did it excite you when you watched Maureen and her date walk back to the bedroom alcoves?” “Yes.” “Do you think you'll be just as excited when you watch me walk back to my boudoir with Jack?” “I'm quite certain that I'll be even more excited.” “Really? Why?” “Because you're my wife.” Jeanne gasped and said, “Michael that is so hot.” “I think so too. I'm looking forward to having it really happen when I get home.” “Michael, is your cock still out?” “Yes.”. We got in her Cadillac Escalade and she drove me to the Budget Inn Motel. Along the way I had visions of her standing naked in the closet door running through my head. We arrived and she got me a room.“You have a good sleep, Don. Can you get back to my place?”“Yeah. You’re at 14756 XXXXXXX Pl. (I keep this out to protect the innocent/guilty)”“You come back to my window at 1:00 tomorrow afternoon.”“I don’t have a watch.”“You just find a clock somewhere and be back at my window at 1:00.