He had placed it in the spot she had indicated and had started shelving her books, when the doorbell rang. Ally didn’t want any disturbances today. ...She was content to be spending her day with Bill, talking easily with him as they worked, both of them singing along with her favorite show tunes. Reluctantly, she answered the door. There stood a pizza delivery guy, with 3 pizza boxes. Bill came into the living room, signing the ticket as Ally took the boxes to the kitchen. As he turned to leave,. Those spankings weren’t much of a deterrent. Gradually the spankings became more severe. Apparently it took a belt to my bare bottom to change my behavior. Once he started spanking me like that, I stopped being late to work everyday. I never completely overcame my tardiness, I was still late to work at least 3 or 4 times every month. But that was never a problem again, I suspect my boss (the owner) probably preferred the chance to spank me once in a while.Honestly, I liked the spankings a. You'd think I'd have more leniency in a situation like this. But Eddie... well, it sure would have been helpful to know that I was living in a house, as Aaron put it, full of queers.And my grandma! I bet Alice knew about this. Nasty old woman. That's probably why she kept pushing me to tell Eddie that I was gay. But, why the hell couldn't she have just told me the truth about it from the beginning? Shit. I needed to stop asking questions like that. It was obvious that every adult around me had. How long has she been being stretched by my big prick?“You heard her,” I say through ragged breaths. “Fuck. Off.”You stammer, “okay…”What are you doing? You’re backing hesitantly out of the room. You’re dropping the umbrella. You’re watching your wife stuffed full of hot thick cock squeal with laughter and delight as you close the door almost all the way. You’re standing in the hall.“You like that don’t you you little slut? Take my big cock.”“Yes, baby yes! Fuck!”If anything it sounds like it’s.