They joked about him being late for his own funeral, there was always something that caught his attention on his way out. First one then the other tri...ed to get him to spill it, and then stopped when he closed his eyes so he couldn’t see them. They settled for not knowing, at least while he was driving, afterward though all bets were off. ‘Where are we going? The CO won’t be onboard today,’ Mark asked when it sunk in that it was Sunday and he had no idea where they were going, and since he was. ?A pleasure. But tonight?s punishment isnot over. Now get in that corner before you get into further trouble,? I chidedher mischievously. Betty waddled like a duck over to the corner, her hands still rubbingher buttocks. Without prompting she pulled up her dress, exposing a portion ofher buttocks. ?Higher my dear. I want to see everything.? Betty bunched her skirt high up her waist, fully exposing my handiwork. I left her standing there for over ten minutes while I poured myselfanother glass. I could feel his eyes on my body,i turned my head round as I walk to look at him,he was now standing staring at me.My cock throbbed as my excitement grew.I was soon in the dunes and looked around to see if anyone else was around.It seemed deserted which didn't surprise me at this time of the day.The sun was still out though and it was still very hot due to the heatwave that we are having at the moment.I touched a nipple under my tshirt and the tiggling feeling soon had my cock throbbing even. The taxi was waiting outside; I kissed her goodbye and said I would see her on Wednesday.Sophie was away for 3 days on a business trip, which meant I had the house to myself. Sophie and I had been married for about 5 years, as far as I knew, she never suspected that I liked to dress up in women's' clothes.For a number of years I had been buying boots, skirts, underwear and other clothes secretly on eBay and hiding them in the shed. Whenever she went away I would get out my little selection of.