I started to rub her ass cheeks with my hand and felt my pants against my leg. It was wet. Not just damp, but really wet. Her cheeks were a nice red c...olor, and no longer cool to the touch. I used my hand to move her thighs apart. I was by no means finished and I wanted to really give her a good session this time. Her thighs were about five or six inches apart and I could see that her red bush was soaked. I returned to rubbing her ass. "Anna, I can see that you are excited by this punishment.. "A very harsh woman's voice said, "Wait for Mister Wiggins." Are you still on the phone?" I asked in a quiet voice."Well of course I am. Where else would I be?" She replied in a snotty voice."You will be in the unemployment line job hunting after I fire you for cause," I replied. "This is Daniel Hundley. Now put Wiggins on or he's going to follow your brainless ass down the road." This is Wiggins," a man's voice stated."This is Hundley and I shall be on my way to your office tomorrow morning. I. She descended,led me the couple of feet to my cage, exhanged my leash for the chain, andordered me inside. She thumbed the remote, the door closed on me; then shestroked my hair through the bars. "Good boy! Good Fido!" she crooned. "Who'sa clever dog, then?" I felt her fingers scratch the back of my neck, catchingnow and then in my collar. But she soon tired of her game and left, the garagelights going out behind her. A little later I heard her small car rattle away down the drive, and knewthey. As we went from bar to bar the tipsier we all became and the braver the men were who approached us and flirted with us. The number of guys telling me my husband to be was a lucky man was a real ego boost as were the number of offers of a last fling before walking down the aisle. Although I was polite and flirted back a little I had no intention of cheating on Rob. I loved him and had always been a one man woman. I’m 5 foot 2 tall dark hair and plump, my 36 D boobs are probably my best feature.