From never having had a girlfriend, to being wanked off in public by a stranger, to having his hands on a gorgeous pair of tits, again in public, bein...g coaxed all the time by my wife in the way he should move his hand, slowly caressing her breasts to their mutual satisfaction. She talked to him all the time he was squeezing her breast; complimenting him on his actions; suggesting when he should gently roll her nipple between his fingers; all of this having an obvious effect on my wife, her. So I roll over and look at John and ask him if maybe he could help me out with this and hold the whip out to him.He gets up and takes it from me. He then pulls my skirt up over my ass and gives me a few slaps. I tell him that if he wants my ass to look like the picture he is going to have to do a little better than that. So he then pulls back and bring it down on my ass as hard as he can and I could feel the pain all the way across my ass and could hear the sound echo of the walls. He did this. ’ I hurried out blowing him a kiss as I did so, half wishing I had blown the entire thing off and had stayed home with Sam. We always had a blast together. We’d met on a uni course and became first study buddies, then fast friends and then one night he’d kissed me and I was completely sold. That had been two years ago, we’d got a place together almost straight away, got a cat, some plants and I had started hinting about engagements and he’d turned selectively deaf. So anyway, the reunion. I had. The last one I had to ask about. “Chaotic Good?”“Agave and soy milk. No idea why they call it that.”“I think it’s a D&D joke. Do you prefer soy milk?”“Yeah. I’m not lactose intolerant or anything but soy milk just seems to go down a bit easier.” She looked at me and gave me another smile. I was seriously addicted to seeing both her and Melissa being happy. She started pulling out bagels, using a little table near the window and opened blinds to let the sun in. I made a mental note to buy soy.