.. I'm gently putting my hand on your knee. I slide further down until I find the edge of your skirt. I move my hand up again to touch your naked knee.... My finger is running along the inside of your thigh up to your pussy. You wince as soon as I touch your clit. I lean over and give you a long, intense kiss. We both hear your hubby finishing his business in the kitchen. He's moving to your living room to watch some sports, baseball maybe?We don't care. It's time. We've waited long enough. We are. ‘You think I’m a wimp don’t you… okay…if I CAN’T take four hard strokes of the cane I’ll give you forty quid… a tenner for each whack… but you’ll get nothing if I do take them!’ ‘Deal!’ She says. In all the years I had been with her I had never known Leanne to pass up the chance to make an easy buck. I take out my wallet, count out four brown ones and place the notes carefully on the arm rest of the sofa. ‘Right… you’d better strip off… it’ll be far more painful on bare skin!’ She smiles. As we drove them to their hotel I wondered if Patty would be all right? I couldn't help but think that there ought to be some way to insure he couldn't make advances toward her, once they were alone at the hotel. I had an idea but it put me in a very awkward position. I couldn't make any suggestion without consulting with Connie first. I reached the conclusion that I would have to wait till after we left them. We weren't out of the parking lot before Connie complimented me. "Honey, you were. So I watched as the two men moved on to the next lady laying out. After about ten minutes the three got up and headed inside. The two guys gave a high five as they neared the door to the room. Lucky her I thought to myself. My son came over and suggested we go up to our room as it was getting dark. He picked up the empty bottles of beer sitting around my chair and up we went. Once in the room we both started drinking again. I let my son have a couple of beers to unwind. I drank more than I.