My mouth dropped open, not because she was there but because she was wearing my old boxers from yesterday. That’s it. Her huge titties were out for ...display, her nipples already hard. Even though she was only 27, they were just so big and she was so short, they hung down halfway down her chest. Even so, it didn’t detract from how magnificent they were.“Oh no” she exclaimed. “You caught me again.”At this point, I hadn’t even remembered that I was standing there stark naked, still dripping from. ‘I can’t just leave you here.’ I heard my voice crack. Reaching up, she put her hand on my face. I closed my eyes, holding her hand there while I inhaled her scent. Crystal always had a scent that was just her. She always smelled like lemons and roses. ‘There’s nothing you can do. I’m innocent, you know that. Mr. Wallace knows that. He will get me out of here. You need to let him do his job.’ I opened my eyes. ‘I love you.’ I whispered. Then leaning forward I kissed her gently before pulling. I figured she would be creeped out, never let me see Connor again, and tell my mom how creepy her son was. Instead, a look of excitement and naughtiness entered her eyes.“If you can keep a complete secret, Jamie, we might be able to help each other out here”, she said.She then told me that she had always been attracted to me in my teenage years as one of Connor’s friends, and that she and Craig’s sex life was basically non-existent. I have figured that much, as their marriage seemed pretty. I slapped my fiancés bottom and told her to wait outside while I said goodnight to Gill. I slipped my phone number written on a beer mat into her hand, turned her round and slapped her bottom and told her that's for being a bitch.My fiancé later found that I was a man of my word as she received a spanking in the middle of town on a back street followed by a strapping when we got home before going to bed.The next afternoon Gill text me asking if she could meet up for a chat, I told her I was.