But that afternoon when I looked down, I wasn’t even sure of what I was looking at at, at first. BECAUSE IT WAS SO BIG! after looking away to check ...he light again(and cursing because it was still red) I looked again and really saw and understood what I was seeing. This big black guy with skin like charcoal had his humongous dick out, and having greased it up with something (I don’t know WHAT but I assume he had lubricated it because what I was seeing was a BIG FAT SHINY BLACK DICK! Just. Deserved pain I thought. Exciting pain. I decided to take one last poke at her pride. “Of course you spanked David as well Betty.” It was a statement. I could tell she realised what I had said. “Please Chloe, I’ll be good” she begged. “Would you have allowed David to get away with that?” Betty knew I had caught her out. “No” she conceded. “What do you suggest then Betty” I asked, enjoying her difficulty. “I’m really hurting. “Are you going to tell different jokes?” “I will if I do the show.” She told me she wanted to hear more of my material, and that she’d try to encourage her husband not to come. Also, all the meetings and talks were apparently running late and some of the top executives, her husband included, might be working during the show. That’s right. Mr. Asshole would be working during my comedy show, the one his wife so thoroughly enjoyed… In my dreams, right? At least it was fun to think about. Fast. I just don’t know what to expect next.”“Do you still have to satisfy her every night?”“Yes and no. I still have to go over to her bed on my hands and knees and thank her, but I only have to lick her after dating you on Fridays and Saturdays.”“What other things does she do to embarrass you.”“Her latest idea is the worst so far. Next Saturday I’ve got to be a dummy for 3 of her underclassmen to practice on.”“What are they going to practice?”“She wouldn’t give me any details. She said she would.