She stood and wiped her hand with a tissue and then stood close to me, seeking a kiss. "Nanci, how did this happen? We can't do this - as wonderful as... that was for me - it's just not ethical. You're a student and I'm your teacher." "I don't care, Professor. Isn't it obvious to you? Can't you feel how close we are? I've felt it since our first meeting, Professor. I really think I've fallen in love with you!" The red light started flashing and the alarms were ringing in my head. "Nanci, it's just. I picked up the paddle and hit her beautiful ass hard. No sound and little reaction from her, so I did it harder. Again and again. Mostly on her bubble butt, alternating between the cheeks. Her butt began to look darker. For variety, I’d direct an occasional hit to her thighs or lower back, but her ass was more fun.I was really wailing away on her and began to work up a sweat despite the air conditioning. This initial paddling must have gone on for five minutes. Jasmin lifted her knees to avoid. "So what about the party?" he said, to get things rolling."Well, I think Dad should get something special for his number four-oh, she said, licking her lips, and I think they've got something going on with Uncle Jamey and Aunt Sara. I think we should visit cousin Brad and Cindy and find out what they know." Just what do you think Mom and Dad have going with Uncle Jamey and Aunt Sara?" Don't you hear Mom and Dad in their room when they're having sex? They get into some pretty weird shit, and I. Her eyes darted to it, then she looked back to him. “Don’t worry,” he said, “you don’t have to tell me. But I need to be clear on the story I give your mom.” She quirked one side of her mouth and breathed a laugh, partly embarrassed at being found out, partly relieved to cast off the pretence. “Sometimes things just…get on top of you,” she said. He sat back. “Yes. I know how that can feel.” He looked back at her desk again. “Do you think you’ll need tomorrow off as well?” She laughed..