”“When Beth told us that she had to go to Bundaberg because you needed her, I bummed a lift with her and your brother. I guess your brother knows ...you’re a bisexual?” he finished.I grinned at him, “Why do you say that?”“Him and Beth. When he picked us up, he took one look at me and grinned like a cat that had just caught a mouse, and he asked Beth if you had met me yet. Then she had given him that wicked grin she does and said, ‘Not yet, but I can’t wait until he does’.”I chuckled and told him. I tried jerking off, even while fingering my wet snatch, but it just wasn't doing it for me. I needed something to fuck, something other than my hand. I seriously thought about sucking my own cock (it wouldn't have been the first time I had) but it lacked the sense of surprise that someone else doing it brought. I sighed heavily, sexually frustrated. Then I remembered. About two weeks ago I was shopping at the mall, scoping out some sexy women who I would have loved to fill with my futa cum,. He had seen me lying thereand had gone to fill a plastic bag with water for his idea of a joke. I was up like a rocket when the cold water hit my back, and told Thierryin no uncertain terms to get lost. And, of course, I forgot all about my bikinitop being undone. When I noticed that my breasts were exposed to his eyes,I quickly covered myself. He just laughed at me. "Look around you Jacqueline! There are plentyof beautiful breasts, waiting for me to look at them. Why would I want to lookat. Why not let Becky have the last dozen swats! When he comes back for dinner you and she should come too. Scott’s at football practice 'til 8 so Mark will be at the table with four women who have spanked him or seen him spanked. Then I’ll have my turn!” She laughed as she said this. “This will be fun, Sis, I’m glad you called!” Still laughing, she said her goodbyes and put down the phone. When Becky came down Stephanie confided her plan and asked if she wanted to watch. Becky looked shocked, then.