It was the conductor with her order. Taking it from the conductor, hetold him to keep the change and closed the door. Setting the liquorin front of hi...s mother, he watched as she opened the bottle andshakily filled their glasses with booze, coke and ice.She handed him his drink and leaned back. He watched her as shethirstily took a long pull on her drink. She set her glass down andtook a deep breath. Once again, she began to unload her burden ofdepression, guilt, blame onto him.She repeated the. I took My belt and folded in in half. She knew nothing yet hubby saw everything. I raised My hand and brought to looped-leather belt down hard and fast across her left butt-cheek."ahhhhhhoooowww" She yelped and then arched her back even more, as though to express her appreciation. I glanced over at her hubby and his hard cock was actually twitching."He likes this almost as much as YOU do" I said to My slut. She craned her neck to look at him and then rolled her eyes, adding:"He always had. "Well, as you know, your father has just left, and so it's just us girls in the house for a while! I thought we could bond with some movies, I bought some of those bad horror b-movies you seem to like so much- but if you've got some other ideas, let's hear them! So long as it's not illegal, I'm willing to hear out pretty much any pastime you might have, so if there's anything you've really wanted to do recently, now would be the time to mention it!" She ends with another warm smile, trying to. As I sped off, I asked myself.Am I like Dad?But answered.No, it’s only dinner and a movie.A lie, I was no longer a faithful wife. I was meeting a man, not my husband and the father of my children, evidence of premeditated betrayal in my purse. Leaving my Mountain View, California neighborhood, I turned onto the El Camino Real, the commercial thoroughfare connecting the peninsula cities from San Francisco to San Jose. As I drove among the congestion, I mused about life, my life.I was a poor.