Much to the delight of men, everywhere. Please! Dont get me started! Kim said, throwing up her hands in theatrical display. Coffee? Got anything stron...ger? Kim smiled. No problem-o. She opened a cabinet, revealing bottles and glasses. She bent and wrote something on a notepad, then turned to say, I rented the place furnished, including the booze. When they come back from their round-the-world cruise, I want to have everything exactly as they left it — right down to the last drop of liquor. So I. Afterwards, we dried one another and got ready for bed.Whitney had several seductive negligees with her and asked me what I'dlike her to wear."The red looks nice," I said.Whitney smiled and dressed provocatively in it - taking time to pull thetight panties and soft stockings up her legs - before asked me whether Iwanted to wear one of her negligees for bed as well."Would you like me to?" I asked her."Yes," Whitney whispered."Well, choose a colour!"Whitney chose black - including matching. "And usually it's the girl. Guys are notorious about using girls, but some guys get messed up, too. Getting used is no fun. I know." Your divorce?" she said."Yeah, that. And a couple of tries after that." I sighed. The divorce. Not a pleasant thing. "Don't get me wrong, Ronni, because there are two sides to every story, but finding out one day that your wife thinks the grass is greener with an old high school boyfriend ... And tearing your life in half. That's painful." You never talked with me. I was to take of my dress and assume a diaper position on one of the desks. She was a skillful spanker and by the time she had finished my bottom was crimson and burning quite fiercely. She informed that my dress needed to stay off for the rest of the day. Ten minutes later, she invited me into her office and said she had been a little hard on me and wanted to make up for it. I thought pay raise, but this is not what she had in mind. She stripped off her dress to reveal she was naked underneath.