By the time I got home and undressed, the shit had hit the proverbial fan.Within hours, he had spilled his guts on most of the wrongdoings and secrets...of the company. Even though it was late at night, most of the late-night news media had already aired the dirty laundry, including our CEO's mental illness."Well," I said, sitting down as the first of what I knew was many phone calls came through. "All good things," I said as I picked up my phone.By the time the morning hit and I got out of bed,. ’ Susan looked up at me as I entered, and smiled brightly. She was on the bed on her back, holding her knees up with her hands, so that she was completely open. Jackie was on her belly, naked, hands and face near Susan’s crotch, and she was pushing something in and out of Susan’s vagina while giving it some tongue for good measure. I sat on a corner of the bed, and played with myself as I watched. Susan moaned and came, holding Jackie by her curly auburn hair, looking at me.. “I didn’t think you’d show!”“Am I late?” SpankBoy hurriedly checked the time. Tardiness would not only mean additional punishment from Ms. Stiles. It would mean a thrashing from Mistress Vera as well.“No, you’re on time. I just didn’t believe anyone would do what you do.”“I hear that a lot, ma’am.” Ms. Stiles brought SpankBoy into her house and indicated he should have a seat on her dark green couch. Her log home was rustic with dark earth tones. Ms. Stiles herself was brown from the. He felt less like the man who hadmarried Maya and more like the spanked, humiliated, diaper-wearer he nowwas.In the morning he awoke with a wet diaper. His wife made a big fussabout it, making sure he would never be able to forget his 'accident'.She changed him and again used the occasion to get him aroused and leavehim frustrated and belittled. It went on like that through the weekend.When Kurt left on Sunday night, Maya was a changed woman. Herrelationship with George would never again be.