All the time he was grinning at me, challenging me to say something.I loved Grace so much, but I hated her for putting us in this situation. I was ang...ry with her, but I was also so aroused: why was I excited seeing my wife abused by another man?I finally found the courage to object and started to rise, but Clair’s hand suddenly grabbed my crotch, I was a bit shocked and looked at her, but the smirk on her face and the firm way she gripped my balls told me I wasn’t to interfere, so I sat back. "Yes, we did. Thank you," she said. "It did bring about some questions from Mom about what happened between you and me. I've been dodging them so far." Are you worried about that?" No. Just uncomfortable for all the reasons we talked about earlier this year. I feel a bit better about it all now. I guess just talking about it with you helped." It helped me too," I admitted."Yes, I could tell," she smiled. "I guess it's getting easier to talk about it now. You've been really good about letting me. "I believe that like I believe I will be the next President of the United States." You will? Great! When do we move into the White House?" Gracy sassed."Now there will be enough of that. Bend over my lap so I can spank that cute ass of yours." But, Uncle Grant! I don't want one! Please, can't we let it pass this once?" she responded while covering up her ass."NO! If I did that, then I would have had to forgive your Mother for her infraction earlier. Which I did not, so why would I let you off. ... Or should I come to the house?" No Olive Garden sounds great. Noonish ok?" Noon it is." His voice had brightened. "Can't wait." Good, see you then. Love you." I love you too babe."From the time I hung up the phone till the time I was ready to leave I pondered what I would say. I had an entire speech full of apologies running through my head. If I had to get on my knees and beg for forgiveness then so be it. Our love had to be enough to conquer all this. I hoped. My nerves were getting the.