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without us.” 
Throwing a companionable arm around Joe’s shoulder, Stan led him to the
bar.  After ordering a few beers, Stan turned to look at Joe.  “So is
that what I thought it was?”  Joe looked at him cautiously.  “What
did you think it was?”  “Sounded like you were walloping
your wife’s ass for my wife’s bitchiness.   That doesn’t seem quite
fair.”  Having said this, Stan reached for his beer and took a sip. 
“Um, she was getting disciplined for not following the rules we’ve agreed upon
for her behavior.”  Joe nervously sipped his beer as well.  “So…she’s
okay with it?”  Stan’s pale blue eyes widened in
disbelief.   “Yeah, she suggested that we have a Domestic Discipline
marriage a little over a month ago.”   Joe shifted on his barstool
and cleared his throat.  “She read this marriage manual called How to Be a Submissive Wife .  She gave me the companion book called How to Be a Dominant Husband.   Most of the husband’s manual deals with topics
related to setting up a contract that both parties agree to and sign.  The
husband is in charge of enforcing the agreement.”  “And part of enforcing
the agreement includes…”  Stan trailed off.  “Spanking on the bare
bottom or using a hairbrush in the more serious offences.”  Joe
explained.  “Hmmm…my wife could really use some means to curb her
mouth.”  Stan offered.  “I wonder if there is any way to start a
Domestic Discipline marriage without the wife’s consent.”  He
speculated.  “I don’t know Stan.  Is there any leverage you could use
to start such an arrangement?”  Joe replied.  Stan stared into
space.  “Well, I hate to do it but we have a really solid pre- nup .  I could threaten divorce and threaten to cut her
off completely.  That might work.”  Joe shrugged.  “That’s up to
you.  All can I tell you is that we are getting along better than we have
in years…both in and out of the bed.”   Stan laughed and slapped Joe
on the back.  “It is definitely worth looking into.  I am so sick of
her bitchy mouth.”  Stan laughed ruefully.  Joe smiled in
commiseration.  They headed back to the others sharing a masculine laugh.
    Strolling up
to Sarah as she took a shot, Joe leaned over her to pat her sore ass. 
“Don’t worry Babe.  Everything is okay.”  Sarah jumped and then
colored at her reaction to his caress.  “You messed up my
shot!”   He laughed and pulled her into his arms.  “Sorry about
that Hon.  I promise that I’ll make
it up to you.”  She blushed deeper at his knowing glance.  Noting
their intimacy, Cecilia glared at them both.  “Get a room you two!” 
Joe looked at her with hard eyes.  “Piss off Cecilia.  I’m not ashamed
to show how much I love my wife.”  George looked at them all with
apprehensive eyes.  “I think it is time for Brenda and me to head
home.  Say your goodbyes Dear .”  Brenda came
up to Sarah and hugged her. “Thanks for sticking up for me.”  She
whispered against Sarah’s ear.  “Don’t worry about it.”  Sarah
answered.  “That bitch needed a smack down.”  She smiled at
Brenda.   “Let’s get together soon…okay?”  Brenda nodded.  “Sounds great!”   George grabbed Brenda’s elbow. 
“See you all at work on Monday.”  He dragged her to the exit while waving
over his shoulder.  “I think we should head out too.”  Joe
said.  Sarah went to collect her coat and purse with alacrity.  “I’m
ready!”  Joe smiled at her enthusiasm.  “I’ll see you on Monday
Stan.  Cecilia.”  He nodded to her as a courtesy.  Grabbing
Sarah’s elbow with a firm grip he led her out the door.  
    Sitting in
the car, Sarah fanned herself to cool off.  “So what happened with you
two?”  She asked Joe.  “Stan wanted to know why I was spanking my
wife and why you were letting me.”  Joe smi led and looked over to her.  “I explained about the