" They both smiled. "Know the Rosemont?"The hotel was not the finest in town but not a flea bag either."Yes, I stayed there once, a while back," she a...nswered recalling one of her trysts had been at the Rosemont with a man named Gary. Now what was his last name?"Room 611. Two o'clock." You've already lined up someone?" Yeah, I sort of figured you'd be interested." Talk about being full of yourself!" she laughed."Like Mohammed Ali said, 'if you can do it, it ain't braggin.' I got something. Mark was an experienced spanker, and Christine had a life long interest in spanking that she wanted to explore. They had gotten to know each other well enough that they both agreed to a meeting for Christine to get her first ever spanking. And so, they both traveled to Denver – which was roughly half-way between them both – where Mark had reserved a nice hotel room for them. He had checked in earlier that day and texted the room number to Christine. An hour later, he heard her knock on the. He was married and Sally had no desire to bed him.It was now an accepted fact; we would never marry.That day was the first that we had a serious discussion and remained fully clothed. Later on after dinner we sealed the agreement with another of our most wonderful experiences of lovemaking… and a cup of tea.The visits to Sally were getting fewer. I was also getting serious with another woman, my own age. I was open with Sally about that and she had no problems with it. I had slept with Robyn. He instructed me to lift my arms and he helped me take off my shirt. He removed my shoes, took off my bra, pulled down my jeans, and removed my panties. Jack said he was putting a quilt down and helped me to lie on my back. He said not to move as he had more work to do before we were to start.Jack started hammering and said he would be putting stakes into the ground so he could restrain me. My hands would be crisscrossed and tied to a stake. Jack spread my legs and tied each one to each of the.