You're going to get the worst spanking of your life. I bought a very hefty hairbrush and I'm going to blister your ass with it. I fully expect you to ...be crying hard before I finish. If you're not willing to accept this, now is the time to say so. One word from you and you can put your clothes back on. I will still be your loving and faithful wife, but we will never mention spanking again." I asked you to forgive me because the guilt I feel can be expunged only by you. You're the one I hurt and. The woman grinned, shaking her head, her dyed auburn hair dancing. "You know, dear. You're the third college girl in here this week fawning over the BDSM stuff. What's the world coming to?" she asked, winking conspiratorially.Elaine glanced quickly around, confirming to her relief that she was in fact the only person in the store. "Do, um... Do you know anything about any of this?" Sure, honey. What would you like to know?" She had already opened the cabinet and was taking out a whole host of. After a while we got talking about our sex histories when we’d be drinking. She told me about how she met Bill because he was a friend of Jim who she was fucking and it had been a lot like how I met her. That correlated with what Bill had told me. She was never apologetic about her lustiness.When I told her I knew about she still banging Bill before our engagement and it was jack-off fuel she laughed and was pleased I found her sexier. Soon after she started to role play our premarital. It makes sense, if you think about it. Sex workers know the gritty realities of life, they know all about consent, sanity, safety, etc. They’ve learned not to judge people’s ... peccadilloes, too.“Yeah, it all adds up. More guys should marry sex workers if you ask me. They’re probably more open to swinging, swapping, hall passes, orgies, and more likely to forgive cheaters, I dare say. Though some would argue that they’re also more likely to cheat,” Nadia observed as we sat in her dining room.