I soon learned it would have made no difference if she knew the rules, because they were passing cards under the table, and in her inebriated state, t...here was no way she could win. The game lasted about three hands and the men escorted her into the storage room.I waited about five minutes and walked to the room, easing the door open and looking inside. My wife was leaned across a small table, her dress was pulled up, and revealing her backside and one of the men was fucking her from behind. The. .. you keep calling me Grasshopper, and I still don't understand why, and it got kind of old." Bugs Bunny's backhanded flattery, it seems, had gone right out the window the moment I opened my mouth.Miller's cheeks and ears reddened and his grin became a scowl. "I'll call you whatever I want to. And let me tell you what's getting old, Grasshopper," he hissed. He leaned down until our noses were almost touching. "What's getting old is all you pissants forgetting who's in charge around here! Maybe. .. I mean, Miles, are you absolutely sure? You're not ill, are you? I know your poll numbers have never been higher. What's going on?" asked The Vice President.With a hearty laugh, Miles Williams answered back, "Keep your shorts on Al. I'm fine and yes my numbers are looking pretty good, but it's time to roll up the tent and move on out. Let me preface what I'm about to tell you by apologizing for dumping all this on you at once" Now, I'm assuming that you have been kept up to date on the. He smiled and then swatted her bare ass with his hand. It was a pretty hard smack too. Shelly jumped and glanced over at him. I reached out and caught his hand before he struck her again.Sam smiled and let his hand drop. Shelly was rubbing her red ass cheek as he stepped back.'Ok James, then you do it. Your slut needs to learn that sometimes the master's pleasure takes precedence over hers. You have to teach her that she is your slut and she is to follow your wishes. Otherwise, you both will.