Three minutes… one minute… time. Theresa didn’t care. She knew.She locked the door, loaded her cart and began walking slowly towards the back....He wasn’t at the computer, and for a moment Theresa began to doubt. Then she turned… and saw him waiting, hands at his sides, between two rows of shelves.Their eyes met, and suddenly Theresa was beset with another, much bigger doubt: what if he had only put that address on her computer to mock her? What if he was only here to taunt the dowdy, uptight. The profile indicated she was in her 40’s. She lived in eastern Ohio and was looking for a long term relationship. Not exactly the type of profile I would be drawn to, since my goals, at least on that site, were far more focused on getting laid. But she said she knew me. I had been born and raised near where she was now living, and had gone to college in Ohio. Maybe she really did know me. And besides, she did have nice legs and a cute butt. So I e-mailed her back. It was a short e-mail, along. Helen hit her three more times before telling her to pull up her pants and go back to her room. The red marks on her bottom were clearly visible through the thin panties. She left the room sobbing."Your turn Susan. Drop your pants and bend over." Ms. Thomas, I... I don't have on any underwear." Tough, do it or let's go call your parents."Susan was crying as she unfastened her pants and pushed them to her knees. She bent over the dresser and took the spanking on her bare bottom. She left and. His mouth wide open, without a word to speak. He had never experienced this kind of true submission. Her very being was so sensual, and her actions were beyond his wildest dreams. He was so deeply in love with her that he felt ashamed of the tortures he had inflicted on this fabulous being. She was both unbelievable, and highly erotic to him. He reached out to her, as she stood up to meet him. They kissed deeply and so passionately that they almost forgot to release each other from their hold..