We had encountered them earlier at the bar at therestaurant. They’d tried to flirt with my wife and woundup making rude comments to her when she... rebuffed them. Istepped in when I saw them start to get aggressive andpush almost came to shove right there. Fortunately, ourtable was called and we hastened to our dinner cue. Theymust’ve followed our car back from the restaurant.My wife, my gorgeous raven-haired wife of twelve years,the wife that I’m sure had never been unfaithful. "Let's go down to the den, it's much more comfortable down there. We usually save the living room for the vicar, or my husband's boss when he stops by. Why don't you grab the tray so we don't have to come back up for another. Follow me," she said, picking up the two glasses and leading me through the house. Their den was a very large room, furnished expensively yet comfortably with a leather sectional in front of a massive television screen on one wall. Several lamps provided the only light,. “I do,” she grinned. “Why, were you hoping to take over?”I laughed. “Well I could think of worse jobs.”Liz laughed.“Sorry dad, she’s not into guys.”I didn’t respond as I concentrated on shaving her. It was such a wonderful task. Amy just lay back with legs spread allowing my fingers to go wherever I wished and also allowing my eyes to feast on her sex. I was already hard before I even started but now I was wet as well.“You know that you’re the first man to ever touch me like this, don’t you,. It was the only time in my life I had been spanked and she certainly knew how to spank, I quite literally didn’t sit down for two days after. I called her a bitch for not letting me listen to my sony walkman in bed and before I knew what was happening I was over her knee getting my bare bottom smacked for what seemed like eternity. My parents were both against smacking children and as soon as I got home I told them what the mean cow had done to me. I don’t quite remember what happened but even.