Both of us woke up. Amudha just put on a nightie without anything underneath. I wore a pair of shorts and t-shirt. We looked throught the door to and ...found it was the next door bachelor Prem. I previously mentioned that each floor has 2 flats. In our opposite flat, two software engineer bachelors were staying. They were not much close to us. But we just used to wish each other when we crash into them anywhere. One of them is Prem and the other is Prakash.We opened the door and Prem was standing. “Hello.” “I’m sorry,” Elaine typed. “I was out of the room.” “No need to apologise. It’s good to see you.” “Thanks. You too.” “Enjoyed your weekend?” “It’s been okay. Up and down. Nothing earth shattering.” Remembering the previous night, Elaine blushed. “Same here. Quiet weekend. Too quiet,” he said. Elaine didn’t respond straight away. She was wondering what he was trying to say. She didn’t have to wonder long as he messaged her again. “I’m still single.” “I doubt. I could see Anita slightly pushing her ass backward. It was a very slight movement and then she relaxed. But seconds later, I saw her lifting her ass cheeks again…Joseph noted it and responded with a very slight move forward, brushing his very hard bulge against my wife’s round buttocks. I could hear Anita’s breath start to tense up. My former mate then reached around and cupped my wife’s soft boobs. She took in a deep breath as that man pinched and rolled her hardening nipples. Joseph thrust. I didn’t even know back then that it was a riding crop. Like I said, I’m not really much of a dominatrix. I couldn’t really see myself with a whip or cracking a flogger across my husband’s back. There’s just this fine line between pleasure and pain that shouldn’t be crossed by novices, even I know that. So while this thing didn’t look like a medieval torture device, it would certainly get your attention, or more importantly, Sean’s attention. His reaction was priceless, a sweet mixture of fear.