LIFE CHANGING PART 1 I woke up Monday morning after a hot weekend armed with slutload my husband, I had to do something to regain my life. We were back on the common problem is sex, or lack of it in the future. I mean, we've been married for 10 years and our sex slutload life has been a disaster that is their idea of ​​sex to move up the top as quickly Randy feels the fluff, and that's it, no love, no finesse , no nothing. I've always been adventurous, sharper, more things to try, but not him, that he believes he is doing a favor to thank bypass mam Wham Bam slutload and that's it. So I felt pretty run down, it was a beautiful day and I decided to go to the channel with a good book and spend the day in the sun. was very hot, I put a thin layer of cotton through buttons on clothes, took my book and went to the canal, parked the car lifted the blanket and went into the water was full of this side of the channel fishermen, so the bridge crossesand went to the other side. I stopped at a beautiful lawn bank put the blanket, I was about to go around, I opened a couple of buttons to get the sun on my legs, relaxed. The next thing a couple of ducks racket woke up, I sat on my dress was blown up and my underwear were visible throughout the world, was a fisherman sitting on slutload the opposite shore for me. I went to cover and then think what the hell took my book and started reading, and slutload occasionally looked up, looked my way. I slowly got to his knees to give a better idea, if I'd left my underwear! ! N I looked at my watch 3 watch is grass, I had to go I had promised to call and see my best friend Joe at four, Carole hello what you have until today, he said, sipping wine. I read through the channel that I sat with a smile, he said, what a smile that said come. Now, I did a bit of flash, what he did, I'm a bit intermittent, you have not, I did andou dirty cow, said, correctly, but it was very exciting. Then told him what happened, whore he said. In fact, I will return tomorrow a little more fun when it's good, we were laughing and chatting, I told him how bad they were at home and I was going to have a good time. He wished me luck and I went home the next morning was a sunny warm day and decided to go one step further believe that the layer on the clothes and underwear would not never had to go, when I click on the channel was rejected until I crossed the bridge, parked and walked to the side of the canal. Shit, it was because I was a little more and found a secluded spot to read and put on my blanket. An hour later came and sat opposite me in a secluded spot between two large trees hang over and started fishing. After a while he opened the loop slutload of my dress and I opened it, looked around my waist in my book, I looked through binoculars. I slowly lifted her legs and opened them, I was feelingrandy g decided to fully expose and put my book and looked at my dress completely open. I could do everything that felt so good I took my phone and called Joe to guess, so you can see, I'm slutload hearing about with my dress wide open with no panties or a bra with this guy saw through his binoculars. You dirty sod, slutload very naughty I know, I said, ok, I said. I wondered how this thought for a while and then waved me over, why do not I have my dress down and woke up the canal side of the bridge and even sat. As I approached I wonder, what should I do, feel or say hello, he said, sitting listening to put in a place with him I got my blanket, my name is Dave, Hello, I'm Carol, I said in my seat slipped dress a different view between my legs open, I blushed and low. He looked at me and said sternly, opening her robe, I went straight to his tie and opened her dress, very good, he said, you look great I blushed again, I was sitting almost nakednext to a stranger on the shore of the channel. We sat and talked for a long time, it was easy to talk and I found myself telling my problems to my slutload boring marriage, lack of fun and excitement. was a good looking guy in his fifties, who lived on his own as his wife left him 4 years ago. Looking for something fun, she said, said the kind of fun, right? This kind of fun, he said, looking at my naked body, I think that's what you have in mind. Today, you, as you say, flashing and naughty. That could be fun, you'll do as I say, and if I do not like, you receive a beating. Now, for some reason I really turned, smiled, looked up and down the canal bank there was no one to turn around. I did what I, and handed the dress up, have you ever seen a good spanking, nobody has lost. Well, that's what you get when you do not know how he says. He then went on to whip your ass a sound made for now. I sat on my ass on fire, he reached into his pocket and gave me his card with your phone slutload number for you, go and think about what I said and call me if you really want to spend a good while, I his card and returned to my car. I had to tell Joe what had happened, I called his number and told him to open a bottle, as I was the best solution. Well, she handed me a glass of wine, did what he said, he said, let me beat him, and he has lost, yes, I was looking at my dress and showed him the back up. It is very red, slutload brushed back said I'll put some cream in it for you so please, I leaned on the kitchen table and she rubbed some cream on the bottom lashes too slow to me, as she the cream is rubbed on my ass, would you say you enjoyed hits, increasing their pace, so much. I've never beaten my ass before that, years ago an old friend who loved me, but my husband has no interest in spanking, but I miss it. to Spankd me harder, then stopped, got up, that was fine, looked at me, will you give me a good spanking with a hairbrush, if desired, the hair was collected on the brush. She turned, and I told him rise up and panties on the table, took off her panties and bent over the table and went to the bottom feels so good to hit it harder, I have lost more than 5 minutes then rubbed some cream on it. Thanks, he said, was that the good wine, yes, more, please, hit me again please, Carole. I love it all the time you hit me. So what happens next with his new friend, he gave me his number and I have to call if you want to go, and you, oh yeah. Well, better to leave now, ok, tell me cake, I went for our usual peck on the cheek, but she kissed me on the lips. I loved my spanking by Carole, I found the answer and returned the kiss, have I. Later that week I called DAvid, high Carole, I like to take. This is good to go to the cinema in the city, I put the instructions of your ring. to cont...