She was such a squirt teaser, tormenting the boy mercilessly, but keeping his desires active too, training her little pet. Bill remembered the way Tim...my kissed her goodbye each night. Bill had found his woman, after all. He skipped ahead to Wednesday. ===================================Timmy was laying across her lap, his pants down around his ankle, his bare middle laying half on her skirt, and the other half on her white stockings."There boy. Mommy doesn't want to do this." . Twenty if you fall again.?Panting and clenching my teeth on the rubber ball, I rose on my knees again. I swallowed and felt my Adam’s apple against the thick leather of the collar. Whoever this man was, I was in his power now. I couldn’t do nothing but obey.He began to whip me with his cane again; slowly, methodically, taking his time. Each blow came so hard and painful that I felt I couldn’t stand this anymore, that I would collapse on the floor again and die, no matter what he said. But I. We have a standing Saturday night "date" where we get a babysitter and check into a hotel. My wife changes into sexy lingerie and we wait for her "date" to show up. They know the rules before they come. They are NEVER left alone with her and they NEVER fuck her without a condom. Most nights we drive together, but last night we had to take separate cars because she was meeting her sister for a drink.Her type is usually a professional man about our age so I was shocked to see last night's. Her hand was soft.It was a dark wood house on a hillside. Deep twilight. The other hills stood out as blue-black shapes against the midsummer sky, and the shapes of trees were easy to make out. Close by, individual leaves were lit eerily green with moonlight. There were a few scattered houses in the distance, lighting the hills like large stars, and more were clustered down in the hollow. Above were the real stars, and one or two feathery clouds framed the moon.I was glad she was at the party.