I was eager to have some fun after three years of mourning but when my husband’s best friend caught me in a compromising position with a new man he was determined to show me there was only one man I was going to move on with. A red hot butt was only part of his plan - the other didn’t bear thinking about. Would I finally learn to let go? Note: This story contains graphic sexual situations and is intended for audiences 18+ years Includes: Enema, toilet denial, discipline/punishment, bare bottomed spanking (and more)