Both were there on the table. She was cross with me for sure. I wasn’t looking forward to either implement. My bottom was already stinging and that ...will be matched by my hands. What I had thought all afternoon would be only a hard hand spanking which had just been given was now going to be far far worse. Just then the doorbell rang. Oh no, not just before a spanking I thought. Mum went to the door and a few moments later came back in to the room with her friend Eve. “Yes Eve, one. There is no conference. We will have the next few days to enjoy ourselves. A little swimming, some golf and maybe some antique shopping. Don't worry, I made sure your husband will be kept busy, so we won't be disrupted by him." He had approached her, standing in front of her taking his hands and unbuttoned her blouse.Mary wanted to protest, she didn't want, what was going to happen, but she needed, what was going to happen. She was confused, but she felt the wetness between her legs. She didn't. It was late, and no one else was inside as she dumped everything she owned into one of the washers. "Getting this girl to wear clothes is becoming nearly impossible!" I thought. "Here, maybe you should at least wrap yourself up in this," I said handing her a large towel. "And besides, you can probably use it to shower," I added informing her I was about to do the same. "You're clothes should be ready by the time we get done doing that, then you can thrown them into a dryer. We can come back for. Early in the day I packed the bag I was to take with me to see Jay and put it in my car so that I wouldn’t raise questions if seen walking out with it when I was ready to leave for the evening. He knew just exactly what to tell me to bring. The things in the bag were to bring added enjoyment to our evening: a special video, my small collection of vibrators, my digital camera and lubricating lotion in the event we were able to try anal sex this time that we were together. It didn’t matter to me.