On this one, warning bells were already ringing in my head, and I could see the likely headlines in the gutter press if things went wrong: "Prominent ...hristian in Saucy Spank Assault Rap," "Your Ass is Mine, Saith the Lord," and so forth. I needed guidance from my victim, so I started an interrogation."How hard do you think you deserve to be spanked, Rachel?" Very hard, sir; but I'm scared, so please don't be too severe with me." How many spanks should you get?" I don't know, sir, but until you. "He quickly reeled off the names of the other wives and Vanessa tentatively stepped into their midst."That's a lovely dress," Steven's wife Olivia stated as her husband led me a short distance over to where the men gathered."It came from a shop in Farrington," Vanessa replied."Not 'Expressions' by any chance?" I think that's what it was called. Somebody at school recommended it." I've never been to it," another of the wives interjected enviously. "I heard it was terribly expensive." It was a. He said to one guy “do you want two cards or would you like the hostesses to kiss you?”. Sounded innocent enough and, of course, he took a kiss from both Bronwyn and Ruth. Next hand it was “do you want to take three cards or see our hostesses kiss each other?”. It was just a kiss but a deep French kiss. The party was really starting to get exciting – or maybe it was the alcohol that was causing the chatter. Next hand Alf asked one guy “what would you like?” The looked around, pointed to Bronwyn. It started with soft kisses on the face and lips as their hands explored the contours of each others bodies. She pushed him toward the chair next to the window in the room. Then she sat on his lap and pressed her body on top of his. As she undulated on his lap she teased him with the warm wetness of her sans panties crotch. Ben feared he would ejaculate there in the chair as the heat of her body seeped through his trousers exciting his throbbing penis. ‘Are you sure you’re ready for this?’.