Phil had only come home about twenty minutes before, hoping that he would find her already be back. When he didn’t, he’d begun to feel slightly w...orried. What if somehow she’d actually made it up with that boy and she was spending the evening around there. The two of them making up for the previous night, doing god knows what with each other in his bed. His thoughts ran through similar scenarios as he’d rolled up his sleeves and made himself a sandwich. He would make her pay severely if she. She took it and wiped her eyes, then blew her nose and just hugged me tight. I held her and waited to see why she was so upset."Jon, I'm sorry you had to see me like this." Myrna, what's wrong? Is it something I said or did?" Of course not, Jon. Do you think I am getting married too fast? Will it work out for me, Jon?" Myrna, you know I can't answer that. I think you will have to decide the answer to that by yourself. Has something happened between you and Carver?" Oh no, nothing like that,. Once again he found himself unexpectedly thinking of Elise’s zaftig body while the team members congratulated each other. More than her breasts caught his attention when she came up unexpectedly behind him to give him a rough-and-tumble bear hug, bouncing her soft body into his back as the rest of the team gathered their stuff. He somehow noticed the smell of her short auburn hair, fruity and a bit spicy from whatever shampoo she had used earlier that morning. The whiff of her hair didn’t last. “Well, of course, there IS the usual alternative. You could both take long, hard spankings on your bare bottoms, and as long as you do exactly as I tell you, we could let it go at that this time. So what’s your decision?” The USUAL alternative? I thought. What’s that about? Then I heard my wife say, in a resigned voice, “OK, I guess I’ll take a spanking.” “Sonia, you have to ask me for it nicely!” Sharon exclaimed. “Would you please spank me on my bare bottom, Sharon?” my wife responded.