Back in my bedroom, girls from school were joining in.Realistically, naturally.That was the key to my fantasy life. It all had to be ... possible, som...ehow. The idea that Karen from Math class could slip a note into my locker, invite me over, and put my dick in her mouth had to happen in a logical fashion. And it could. It all could. Over the three years since my brain had decided girls were a thing, I had come up with enough realistic fantasies to have bedded half the girls in the school. Most. I am a traveling salesman and I'm usually on the road two weeks out of every three. Steff was an executive secretary for a manufacturing firm and had been since our two kids got old enough to go to school. Because of my occupation and the many separations that it caused Steff and I had a fantastic love life. She was always so glad to see me come home and I was always so glad to be there that we never reached that point in our marriage where sex became "ho hum."It didn't hurt any that Steff. I may be able to tell you in time but not now. And, if it's any comfort to you, I'm not going to even mention to Deborah that Neil was here." Keeping secrets from your beloved already?" Sharon asked with a grin."Yes for the time being. Please don't push this. I'm being secretive for a very good reason. On the other hand," and here he smiled, "I'm perfectly happy to tell you what I know of Neil."Sharon dropped her eyes then looked up again. "Go on," she said. "Tell me." He was in the Royal. I have brought it up only a couple of times during my whole life.It's about 20 years since I began to fantasize about spanking. I can't remember my exact age, but I believe I was in Junior High School when I noticed that I was entertaining thoughts about smacking the butt of one of the girls on my class.The fantasy was so precise - that's what I wanted to do. Of course, in that age, girls began to interest me in other ways as well, but when it came to this one particular classmate, I seemed to.