You’re wondering if me and Mr Longman got it on again, aren’t you?” “Well, actually - yes!” Emma giggled down the phone. “So come on Emma ...baby. Spill the beans!” “OK, well it was like this…” I snuggled into the corner of my sofa and listened to the next part of Emma’s sexy tale. This is what happened… A week had passed since Mr Longman had fucked Emma after geography during the lunch break. It was still warm for the time of year and Emma was walking home. She was wearing a short black skirt and. “He practically moved in with me. He always went back to his place when we all met for bridge, but otherwise he stayed at my place.“Hell, he had more of his stuff at my flat than his own. You know, I never noticed that he had been taking his stuff back to his own place. He planned it in advance! How nasty is that? No warning.“To take me to that really exclusive Restaurant, then he says he had something special to say. I was so excited, Graham, what else could he be going to say? Then he said. “HOLY SHIT THAT’S COLD!” as she tried to dance and weave to avoid the hose.I turned if off. “Had enough?”With her back turned to me, “YEAH YEAH UNCLE UNCLE!!!” Laughing and dripping she turned around. Her once white shirt was translucent. Even though she was wearing a bikini top (damn it) I could tell she looked damn sexy.She looked at me then down at her shirt. “Guess there isn’t much point in wearing this is there?” I tried to look around and find something to do like pull a weed or tie my. Mike laughed loudly, "You even wiggle it like a sissy bitch." Ian felt so ashamed and his bastard cock was rock hard again."Get over my knee now!" Mike patted his knee. Ian moved slowly to lean down, but Mike forced him over, his head upside down."I think a good twenty spanks should be enough for one lateness, don't you, boy?" Ian nodded yes. He'd watched spanking in videos, and he never thought it was that hard. He was sure he could manage it and his ordeal would soon be over."Ok boy, don't be.