.. fault," I told him. I knew the guilt would be killing him."I fucked up, Steve. God, I'm so sorry. I was watching her, I swear I was. I don't know h...ow she got away. I know you must hate me. I'll leave if you want." The poor fucker was practically in tears."No. I ... love you man," I said, doing my best to grin.He chuckled, wiping his eyes. "You're not getting my Bud Light." Old inside joke."Where?" Jaime went for her. Relax. You did good, jerkoff."I learned a little of what happened, in bits. He did say our relationship has changed but he thought it might even be better.”“I really didn’t expect you home this early. I guess you both were exhausted from the stress of everything. I suppose neither of you were in the mood for pictures then. I didn’t expect him take them all at once anyway.”“Yeah, after we talked, we watched a movie and he suggested to take me home early and we could do the pictures tomorrow after church. He said he’d get everything ready in the morning and we may get. Shaved head and stocky. During Dinner we discovered that Don was a Construction worker and competed in weight lifting compactions.Amanda's husband Bill was pharmacist at the local chain d**g store. He wasn't as big as Don but he was toned. His blonde hair had tinges of gray forming in it.All through the spaghetti dinner Amanda kept rubbing my leg with her stocking foot. Every so often Lizzie would place her napkin in her lap and reach over and touch my semi hard cock. Once dinner was over and. One odd thing that my brain makes me enjoy is, that I like to be spanked. I have no idea why I love it, but I do. With a hand, I might add, and not a paddle. Two of our kids still live with us, and other moved out, and is happily married. Even with the two others still living with us, we still do our best to bring out our feisty sides. Sometimes on the weekends, we get up a little early, and I cook breakfast for us, while I'm just in my bra and panties. He would get right behind me, and spank.