. tying you up, or spanking you?” Liz said with an evil grin.“Erm...” Sarah was at a loss for words. “I’ve never done those before.”“I�...m just kidding, well, half-kidding,” Liz said. “I wasn’t planning to do any of that tonight, my rope is in my luggage, for one thing.”Sarah gave a blank look, a little stunned.“Just joking!” Liz said. “Imagine how the TSA would react if they saw some of my toys in my luggage,” she continued with a chuckle. “Still, if you’re into spanking, we don’t need anything. I curl my legs around yours as if I can’t get close enough to you. You have been away for far too long. You nuzzle my neck as I peacefully rub your hand. This is it. The peaceful loving stage between restless thoughts of the day and the calm ever peaceful sleep. Exactly where we were meant to be at this time. I sigh and cry a little. Beautiful happy tears with a shade of sadness. For I know that I only have a short amount of time with you until we are parted again. The agony of tearing us. “Where did I tell you to keep your hands?” My eyes grew wide and I quickly placed my hands in my lap while sitting up straight. “If you're having trouble remembering your situation, we'll just have to find a way to keep you focused.” I was sitting next to the wall, Victor between me and the end of the table booth. “I'm sorry, it wont-” He held a hand up for silence. “I'm afraid it's too late for that. Pull your skirt down.” “Oh, Victor, don't-” The hand again. “Panties too.” “You can't be-”. I imagined that we were both in the living room.I was on the couch and Kathy was on the loveseat. Our lovers both had their hands up our skirts and were rubbing our clits through our panties. We were both moaning in heat and humping their hands. Our legs were parting to give them access. I would be able to watch as my wife's lover pulled her thin panties completely down off her wide hips and legs and then slide her dress up to her waist so she could have sex with him. She would willingly lift.