" And cum."Sue wasn't sure.In a way, she thought that what Amy and Natalie were saying made total sense. Yes, to have someone doing it to you was prob...ably better than doing it by yourself. She could understand that.Yes, she expected that, if she agreed with this, she would cum harder than before.But... She was afraid of doing it. What would it mean? You know what she was thinking? That, if she went through with this, if she accepted her friends' offer, that would be something to tell her. Now im up the sink and in the corner of my eye I see Abbie bending over as she was wearing leggings which showed off her arse an her black and white panties. She was in the freezer for some ice with our drinks I was shocked but still watching as it was such a tease then she got back up and placed the bag of ice on the worktop ‘here you go’ and went into the living room. I walked back into the living room with my drink and sat down but I was trying to make eye contact with Abbie. But as Jodie. ” I smiled and offered Michelle to join me in a coffee which she gratefully accepted. We chatted for a while in the kitchen as we enjoyed our dose of caffeine, not about anything in particular, just small talk, as in truth I was perhaps as nervous as she was about her caning. Despite my years of experience and with countless well-punished female bottoms to my credit, being asked to administer the first ever caning to the wife of an acquaintance was a little uncomfortable for me. I had always. She took my arm in hers as we made our way to theexit. Once outside the bar, Angelina hailed down a taxi. I opened thedoor for her to get in."That is one thing I like, tall, powerful, strong men," she whispered inmy ear as she got into the taxi.I got into the taxi next to her. Angelina directed the taxi driver to anexpensive part of town. During the short journey, Angelina said verylittle, but rubbed her boot slowly up and down my calf and just smiled.When we arrived at our destination, I paid.