Connie was in her mid 40’s and had a good figure, she had contacted me because I had placed an advert on Vivastreet saying that I was a Mature Guy w...o Spanked Wayward ladies. Connie explained to me how she was nervous but that she needed to be punished for the bad she had done when she was younger, she had let men touch her when she was far too young to allow this, she told me how had sex many times with men old enough to be her grandfather. It seemed that Connie was addicted to sex, often. When I briefly regained consciousness I heard dirty comments from friends about a surprisingly enjoyable evening. I also heard the referee whistle for the end of the match. Shortly afterwards Tony's words reached my ears."Thanks for the nice evening, guys! Although the girls did not want to be entertained! If are wear cheerleading costumes with Bill next Sunday, you can release them for the evening."For a moment I introduced myself to such a role. It was crazy and weird, but somehow enticing.. ‘Care to dance?’ he said as he stood, offering her his hand. Lacey glanced at the standing cowboy and smiled gently, her eyes seeming to take on a kind of sadness as she realized that she didn’t want to go back to the city, or her job, or the townhouse waiting for her. It just didn’t feel right anymore. Being here, with him, DID feel right. Slipping her hand into his, she set down her beer and stood as he gently pulled her to her feet. ‘I would love to,’ she said with a soft voice. He grinned. Besides hunting and fishing there were the two nights a week that Doug bowled, the Friday night card games and on the weekends when he was not off somewhere killing things he played golf on Saturday and Sunday. That left Tuesday and Wednesday for Doug to devote to Martha and half the time on those two nights he was just too tired. Well Martha was tired too - tired of being ignored.Martha knew that it had nothing to do with her looks. She still turned heads and got hit on quite a lot and not.