“You know, I was thinking about killing myself a lot lately. When I figured out the truth about everything. I just wanted to die. I wanted for you t...o save me, to make everything okay. But it’s not okay.”“I kept telling myself I was okay, when I knew I wasn’t,” she stopped. She wanted to tell him about the drugs, and the man in the limo and everything. But all at once, she didn’t. This was her story. This was her life. Her eyes opened and she looked up to him, “Now I realize something else. I am. We fucked like this most of the night and woke up the next morning with both of them on my either side. This was the beginning of our three some affair, My wife, Seema told me that she was somehow attracted to Shiela when Shiela had told her that she was bisexual and very interested in Seema. They experimented a few times and then it became a habit for them to enjoy each other and she loved it. She wanted to tell me but was afraid how I would react but with me walking on them made it easy to. So, we settled ourselves down at her dining room table with a nice cup of tea and I handed over the fruits of my labour. Pippa has this little thing that she does with her mouth when she isn't entirely happy ... a small pursing of her lips that makes her nose twitch ever so slightly, and I've never told her about it because I've always enjoyed knowing a bit more about what she's thinking than she wants to let on. There we're sat; Pippa's reading away, lips pursed and nose twitching asshe. He head and feet were supported. As I spanked her through her school skirt, she squirmed. Her squirming had a special impact on me. I erected. I ended the spanking a lot earlier than my notebook indicated. I was experiencing too much pain/pleasure.I thought about little Jen until bedtime and awoke with her still on my mind. When she arrived that afternoon, she and I were both subdued. One short spanking was not nearly enough to change her lazy manner so I frequently got out my notebook..