But I didn’t. Instead I stood watching as I found myself becoming aroused. Anna loves having her breasts groped, by me only, so I thought. They are...her favourite feature and I know she gets turned on from all the male attention when she’s out in her low cut and revealing tops. But this was a step too far. The guy pulled my wife up straight using his hands on her breasts and she closed her eyes smiling as he started to kiss her neck. As he enjoyed the taste of my wife’s soft skin his hands. "Dawn and Trista greeted him back, then looked at each other, exchanged a knowing smile and laughed. Dawn poured him some coffee and offered him some aspirin.Rob greedily attacked the coffee but was a pretty hardened drinker, and rarely suffered hangovers, so declined pain relief. If he had woken confused, now he was getting hard beneath the quilt, and who wouldn't, these were two cute girls sat in front of him on the bed, in fact Dawn was absolutely stunning, a natural beauty. He could see she. The overall effect was clear. I was advertising a fuck and anybody looking at me would know it. I headed to the bar to get a vodka to calm my nerves when I felt a hand on my ass. Turning around I saw Ash’s face, leering at me from his six foot frame. “Taking this woman scorned thing a bit too far aren’t you?” “That implies I’m scorned, I’m just horny,” came my retort as I swatted his hand from my ass. “I heard Ben said you were a lame lay; if you’re looking for a revenge fuck, I’m pretty. “You took ridiculous, selfish risks for sexual gratification.”“I'm so sorry,” Clare groaned“Have you considered your punishment?”“I think a 'Serious'.”She could recall Miss Roberts' menu, she'd read it so often. It provided a solid framework for any crisis.“Your choice reflects well on you. Sore legs will keep you on your toes,” Miss Roberts said.The level-headed career girl had chosen stiff discipline. Her sensitive, caned legs would feel vulnerable under her gorgeous short dress. “Shall we.