Beth’s dad and Lewis and Bernard could only watch in admiration.The puckering of Beth’s balloon knot remained the tell-tale sign of a great arse f...lling, noticed Chas. Our ranga understood the magic of touch…the transformation of body energy in sex; the direction of body energy, the pulse of energy, the sheer joy of energy shared, energy received and energy given, and Beth and her Dad had it. She was happy for Beth. Erica, she knew like herself was more than capable of sourcing her own. “Green”How much more can she take before she says yellow or red? Let me see what 10 fast and hard ones do to her. I raise my hand and slap her ass left, right, left, right. Till I get to 10 on each cheek. These are not soft ones either. When I am done, my hand is sore. I rub her ass. It is very warm.I hear a sob come from her.“Yellow. Too much in one spot at one time. My ass is getting very sore in that spot. But you have shown me something. My ass likes a bare hand.”I pull Amelia up to me, she. During the walk, I learned that she was in her last year of high school and next year she’ll be going to college for a degree in astrophysics. Since little, she told me, she had been fascinated with the stars and planets and how they worked. No she did not have a boyfriend yet, I learned. She was working on that. I had to smile upon learning that. However, what had happened between us last night never came up.The cabin was as I had left it: the fifty year old pine log structure was as solid as. ' I knew the stereotypes and old plotlines, so sitting down decided to open myself up and let my story out.First I would need an outline, get the basics down. Coffee by my side, I sat down at my computer and started to type. Believe it or not, the words started to make sense, at least to me.So I started writing... Outline for the story of "My Cheating Wife"'Oh yeah that's an original story title, I can change it later. Most of this I will leave unchanged, maybe a comment or two here and there..