With her brown hair and steel-rimmed glasses, she looked like one of about ten thousand other New York girls. The most notable thing about her was her... short black and white skirt, which showed off her slender, pale legs.My first thought about her was, I wonder what kind of panties this chick is wearing? I was soon going to find out.She stopped opposite me, and instead of saying hello, she said, “Are you high on something?”“Yeah, I am. I had my first Thai stick tonight, but I’m coming down off. I asked if he was Randy, and he said he was. We shook hands and told him we could go to my place, if he was comfortable? He answered that he was and we drove to my house, for our "Date". I offered him a beer, and we chatted about nothing I can remember, but eventually we started talking about getting this thing going. Without hesitation, he unzipped, pulled his pants down to his waist, and showed me his cock. He was about 6 inches hard, but a handsome cock it was. Thick and very nice. . It embarrassed me some to be standing exposed like that, but for some reason, it seemed the right and proper thing to be happening. She moved from the chair and went to her desk for the fifteen minutes, working at her computer and glancing at me from time to time.I just thought about missing my deadline, and what problems I have caused because of it. I got sadder and sadder. Tears did well in my eyes.Here I was, a twenty-four-year-old man, about to be spanked, on my bare bottom, for the. It was all good. John had been good. Mack was good and the evening could not have been better. John was a sexy man, for certain. Mary thought about John’s body and cock. Last night was a first in her marriage. She looked forward to a second one like it. It was all good.Mack came out as the coffee finished brewing. He poured two cups and sat with Mary.“No more tea?” Mary asked.“When we get home, I think.”Mack looked at Mary and she looked back at him. He half-smiled and cocked his head, arching.