Keeping her breaths quiet, she slipped her panties off and dropped them from under the covers to the floor next to the bed. After more thought, she sl...pped one arm out of the gown, then turned slightly and got the other one free. Ducking her head got it out of the fabric, and left her naked. Now she was ready.She rolled over, pretending sleep, and snuggled against her husband. He kept still, also pretending. But her hand had 'accidentally' fallen on his penis when she moved, and she grasped it. In those circumstances, the person doing the caning was also being denied sex of course.So it was that Chris did something and continued to do something that annoyed Maureen and she eventually snapped and said, "It will be the cane for you tonight."Those words immediately caused a hardening of Chris's cock although he also became apprehensive at the thought of the cane slashing across his bare arse. He had not had a caning for eighteen months or so.The sentence had been passed and there was no. It’s three thirty in the morning who could be calling me at this time? I reached out in the dark for the phone and struggled to get it, but I was able to find it.“Hello…” I muttered, not sure if this was a dream or if the phone had actually rang. I repeated “Hello?” There was nothing but silence so I figured I was dreaming so I was about to hang up when I heard someone crying on the other end. The voice sounded familiar now.“I’m sorry to call this late…,” the voice said in between sobs. It was. "'Bye Bernard," she said curtly. She stalked out of Bernard'sroom, and relieved, Bernard watched her go, the door closing behindher. The smell of a girl anxious for some cock rose from his groin,and he nearly broke down. Just a little more... just a bit longer. Hecrawled into his bed and lay there, trying to ignore the dying throbsand twitches as his pussy disappointingly relaxed.Allison returned to her room, and threw the textbook into a corner.What a maroon. This was too easy. That bit.