Talk about being fucked up! My wife hit me twenty more times before deciding that her point had been made. By then I was whimpering like some forlorn ...hild lost in the wilderness of indecision. I knew my bottom was raw and blistered, and that I wouldn’t be sitting down for the next couple of days. I could also hear her breathing heavily. She’d gotten off on the beating, enjoying the ecstatic sense of power at having another person under her control. A minute passed in silence and then my wife. “Men, Mister Hess would like to see you guys warm up out there.”Pat looked at me. “Hey, I recognize you. I’m from Hutch. You down here to show me how to throw the ball?” He laughed a little at that.Hess said, “Lamar and I are curious to see how he does with slightly ... more mature ... players, is all.”“Sure thing,” Pat said. “Joe! Come on out, you get to do some hiking.” He grabbed a bag with half a dozen balls in it, then we went out onto the field.“Shit, I recognize you, too. Best high. We'll be staying at the Hilton, where a block of rooms has already been reserved. Ostensibly, we're an entrepreneurial investment group, meeting to discuss new technology coming down the pipeline; something that just happens to be right up my alley.Tomorrow, I'll let Bill know that I'll be out of town for a few days, and that I'll take my MacBook with me to stay current on my work.It's a sunny day, and this morning, Carol and I walked two laps around the park, enjoying the unseasonably warm. . my old cum stains were still visable! Even from 2 years ago! I parked my arse on her front seat whilst holding her jacket and asked, "Where would you like for me to put this?" to which she replied with "Oh if you could hold it hun that would be great" ... well yes I will most certainly hold this jacket for you... The whole ride home I was just feeling up her jacket in the dark with a massive boner in my trousers. We had some good conversations as she was dropping me home but she was oddly.