2 It Is Not Cheating if You WatchChapter 8
“That ship has sailed Stefan,” I put my hands on my hips. I probably looked odd with fresh-welts on my body from spankings standing in the nude in my own kitchen and telling my husband off. I wagged my finger at him and reminded him he could have sex with me anytime he wanted before this began. “You would tell me you were working late and creep off to the computer and jerk off. You aren’t going to get any sympathy from me because you can’t fuck me now,” I insisted. Stefan’s face drooped in...