I was called a slut because my husband's friends smack my ass!

This is a rant but I'm trying hard to set up the moment I was called a slut. Please don't think I'm bragging about myself in these next sentences. Just trying to give you an idea of what happened.

I'm 5'10" and very passionate about healthy living with diet and exercise. My goal is to enter two half marathons and 1 full marathon each year.
My only vice is an occasional glass of wine on the weekend.
I can still wear the same classic Levi jeans I had back in college. I try them on often to get an idea of where I am today.
I recently turned 50 but people tell me I look 30ish. I'm also an assistant manager for a regional bank.

My husband joined the military after 9/11and was deployed to the Middle East in the early 2000s three times. He has a huge support group of Battle Buddies that live close and we have them over often.

After our children moved out, we decided to downsize our home. We moved into a quiet neighborhood with a nice backyard and thankfully NO POOL! Whew! I'm glad that phase of our life is over. An in ground pool can be fun when you have kids but just like the accountant says POOL = BIG$

To start off, I like to do a 3 mile run each morning. In the summer, I'll wear a sports bra with compression shorts or capri. One day, I'd finished running and was doing my cool down in the driveway. I don't want to sound conceited but the woman that lives across from us, Meghan, approached me. She's mid 30s, very obese and made a point to tell me they don't like me running in the neighborhood especially wearing that and I should put cloths on and dress my age. WOW!

A few weeks later, we had a 4th of July cookout and invited our new neighbors along with my husband's friends. I've known my husband's friends a long time. Most are single, one is a career playboy and bachelor and the others are single due to bad decision making and are divorced. At the end of the day, they can be entertainment. They can be flirty. They are just guys. On thing they've always done is give me a slight pop on the butt if I bring them a refill. It started years ago when they'd have poker night after they all got back from a deployment. They noticed my husband doing it so they started. I don't mind and neither does my husband.

Well, one of Meghan's friends noticed. This woman is also mid 30s, a teaching assistant and weighs 300lbs! Seriously, I don't know how people that size get around. I don't want to sound cold hearted but I'm pissed writing this.

She took me to the kitchen and told me she didn't approve watching those "MEN" sexually assault me and if I didn't put a stop to it she was going to report the behavior to the police. WTF? I told her to call the police. I'd LOVE to hear what they would say. I also told her I don't mind getting a nice pop on the butt because I work hard to stay fit! She also got the 'this is my house and mind own business' lecture.
She called a slut, grabbed her husband and left.