But then they showed up.My friend, Jay and his mother, Ms. B showed up at the restaurant. Jay and I have been friends since we were in elementary scho...ol. Over the years I would come over to Jay's house hundreds of times to play basketball, video games and watch TV. But what really made me always want to come back was his mother. Ms. B always looks amazing but graduation night was something completely different. Ms. B was 5'0 tall, had light brown skin, she had the face of a model, she was thick. If he does get upset it’s my fault, and I could use a good spanking,” she says dreamily. “I think that is the first thing I’m going to ask Master to do when we get home. Oh, sorry Kitten, got a little sidetracked there. I’ll be quiet now.”I could see my mother’s smile and Marian’s suddenly interested look at Amanda. Mother noticed my concerned look and started typing again. “No, Master has never spanked me. He never spanks them either, but their real Master will, and Amanda enjoys it. It’s a. "Hi Mrs Johnson, is Billy home?" He said. His pulse raced as she opened the door. She was wearing one of the tops that she was famous for and he could already feel an erection growing."No he is out with his father... They went fishing all day today." she said. She pouted a little, betraying her frustration with being left alone on a day that should have been all about her."But it is mother's day?!" he said. He attempted to pack his voice with as much shock and dismay as he could."Well at least. And if her mother were right she’d have an enjoyable time with no quandary of any one else finding out. The trouble with Hazel was that she was too selective with her men friends; often she’d been told she was too choosy by her friends; Hazel could but agree with them, in all her years she’d only ever bedded two.Wally was still in the bathroom as she passed the door; hurrying to her own bedroom quickly she undressed putting her new delicate housecoat on. Her mother had seen it, telling her that.