My warm pee splashed against them as I rubbed at my pussy. My pee turned to but a trickle as I brought my wet fingers back to my mouth. I licked as my... pee that dripped from my fingers. Yes, I am a girl who enjoys pee games especially pee from a woman’s pussy. I will allow special men to pee on me however; I am not really into that.I licked my fingers clean then pulled my panties and my jeans up before leaving the stall. When I got out of the stall, I noticed the woman who had been sitting. I knew this skirt was way too short to be in this position, but I also knew how cute I looked bent over this way. This short skirt was really working to my advantage. I knew how young and innocent it made me look. No way would he be able to hit me very hard. My butt was just too cute. A couple embarrassing smacks on my butt and I would be out the door. I was home free. I had won.He moved up close behind me. I felt his left hand firmly on my back holding me down. I waited for the first smack on. She poured the wine as she sat on the side of her chase lounge. Her breast nipples were firm and pointed, perched perfectly on top of light pink areolas. She smiled as she handed me the glass and I proffered a toast just before we “clinked” glasses. “Here’s to being good neighbors and mowed yards,” I said. Sherry ran her tongue over her lips after taking a drink from her wine glass. “I love a good red wine,” she whispered. It was as it she was purposefully being suggestive. There was no hiding. "Paul turned and carried the pot over to the table. "You know, Ihadn't realized," Bob lied, "but now that you say it, you do lookjust like her. In fact if your hair were just a little bitlonger I could almost mistake you for her."Paul blushed as Bob spoke, then he headed back to the counter toget the cups and saucers."Uncle Bob," Paul said, as he returned and sat down, "yourembarrassing me."Bob saw a plan unfold before him, a thought that both shocked andexcited him more then he knew.