.Hello Mrs. Nair, good evening…I wished her after the initial pleasantries, we got down to discuss their project….while discussing the project, Mr...s. Nair kept getting up to remove files from the cupboard & couldn’t miss looking at her, Mrs. Nair was about 30 years, well toned & slim body, about 5’7” tall, whitish complexion, straight hair, well plated up to her waist, she wore a sari nicely draped & a Sleeveless blouse, so when she raised her hands to pull out files from the upper rack, I could. Before I can say anything I hear a swich and feel a sting on my ass check. I yelp in pain and surprise. Miss Terie whispers in my er “that was only a tap you pussy, now six more nad you will thank me after each one”. The next one hits my other cheek, I jolt but this time I keep quiet. “Are you forgetting something slave”. “Thank you Mistress” I blurt out. “Too slow, we'll start agin”. I feel the crop harder this time hit the same cheek as the first one. “Thanks you Mistress” I reply quickly.. Lavender continued to work her pussy harder, kneading it in ways Hermione never would have thought to touch herself. Rolling and pinching her clit. The pressure began to build up again, Hermione laid her head back on the hard stone floor and closed her eyes. A part of her wanted to scream “stop!” and run away but a much larger portion was begging for more.When Lavender finally slid one little finger inside her tight hole a gasp escaped her lips and her eyes burst open. This was the first. Wendy was in some discomfort, so to distract her, he gave her something to suck on, it was most satisfying all round, and led to three good orgasms, a more perfect welcome home Ian could not have wished for! The lad arrived just as the meal was served to a round of applause, blushing he washed his hands as Ian said, “thanks for opening the doors for him at last as now at last he could make a play for his mother!” Wendy blushed, but smiled, and May outlined the short holiday they were planning.