Which will be it be?’ Frank posed the question. ‘Well, I can tell you whoever stays, and whoever goes, I’m gonna be with Frank,’ Sally insiste...d. ‘That makes one less decision we have to make.’ ‘If we had a coin we could flip it, but I didn’t think I would need any money to canoe across the lake, so, I didn’t bring any,’ Sue said rather flippantly. ‘None of us did,’ Sally added. ‘Okay, my fiancee has made it clear she and I’ll be together either in the canoe or here on this side,’ Frank said.. I have to admit it, I aided and abetted our growing game and started to spend more time in my underwear and t-shits, evena after work some nights.I doubt Karen had ever seen a cock (maybe a chance glimpse of her dad's) and I'm certain she had never touched one.Well she started to bring me my coffee in the morning and if I was still in bed, she'd boldly look at the sheet (I always made sure that was the only covering) where my cock was. I'm sure she could tell if I had morning wood which I made. It took me a couple of minutes to take in what he had actually said, but I did it, slowly, and with a very red face. I stood there with my hands trying to cover my breasts and my pussy, but he calmly told me to put my arms by my side. I was then told that sometime over the next day, I would receive one or two painful spankings, and that this weekend would be the only time that I would receive one without just cause. This didn’t do anything to stop my embarrassment, but it did make me feel a. Other times I stayed in the guest bedroom down the hall from his, preferring to leave him alone till morning. Morning would arrive and it would be the same thing all over again: me coming down the stairs just as the first cock crowed and meeting him there in the kitchen fixing himself a sandwich while a kettle steamed on the stove. ‘Morning,’ said I to him. ‘Morning to you,’ he mumbled with a mouth full of bread. ‘How’s the work coming along?’ ‘Fine.’ ‘Think you’ll be done by the end of the.