” I couldn’t read the look on his face now. Did I push it too far? Was he trying to get rid of me now? I tried to hide my disappointment as he led... me a few aisles down. As we reached an empty aisle, quiet and in a far corner of the store, he allowed me to move in front of him and followed just a few steps behind me. Suddenly, there was a whirl of motion and before I could process what was happening he had my back against the shelf, my wrists in his big hands pinned above my head, and his face. She looked up at me, smiling through her angelic face and could see I was quite nervous about all of this."Don't worry Steve. I'm not gonna bite you!" she said affectionately. "First, let's get you a little hard shall we and prepare you!" she added on.Her hands began to gently caress up and down my legs, occasionally making their way towards my inner thighs which was having the desired affect upon my once soft cock as it began to harden within moments. It rose up to a point it was then pointing. She had a riding crop and tore penny's crotchless panties right off in a single tug. "Who were you wearing these for you little slut?" "So you want my husband's cock in your pretty little cunt?" She lifted her skirt up and whipped her buttocks with the riding crop. Penny stuttered "I'm sorry, I didn't mean, I mean I thought you weren't with him." Mr Johnson whipped her with the crop some more. Some of Mrs Johnson's friends came over and held Penny's legs up and apart (just as the men had done. He gave a nod of acceptance and proceeded to the back room where he kept his bicycle gear. He hadn't really taken much notice of the time, generally he delayed returning home as long as possible, however, the events of the afternoon had eaten up the time so it was only a matter of minutes before there was a knock on the door, followed by a 'I'm off'. He gave the usual reply which was generally a grunt. It was a pity that the marriage had never been a success for his wife wasn't unattractive,.