Smack bottom and bed

I will always remember a day my wife Karen and I visited the home of my work colleague Phil and his wife Carolyn. I was fairly new in the job and had become very friendly with Phil and the Smiths [last name changed – Ed] were kind enough to invite us both round for supper on several occasions.

Karen and I were childless at the time, but Phil and Carolyn had a little boy, called David, who was about two years old at the time. Karen was quite broody to start a family of her own (she had come off birth control about a month earlier) so she absolutely doted over David.