Skirts, blouses, pants, shorts,everything he wore was a new experience, and he loved it. "Well, thisoutfit needs a coat, since apparently it's going t...o rain today "Charliethought while he looked at his reflection on the mirror with a smile, ashe opened the closet. That was the moment when he saw it.It was a black dress, with a long skirt and a lot of cute laces on thetop. He remembered it; Andrea wore it on a ballet presentation someyears ago. Suddenly, all of his attention was into that dress.. It had all started innocently enough, as these things often do. Charlie and Jason arrived just after midday, visiting us for the first time since we'd moved house. Their three kids got along well enough with our own pair, and we'd gone for a pleasant walk in the idyllic valley nearby. The kids had romped happily in a stream for an hour or so, getting soaked in the process. Elizabeth and Charlie had watched them while Jason and I strolled to a nearby pub for a pint. The weather was glorious,. Stephen licked his lips and then took my hand again and helped me down over his lap. This time he grabbed my pants and used them to hoick me up over his legs in to his favoured position with my face near the carpet and my arse displayed to him. Only this time it was my bare arse, and once he’d pushed my legs apart, he had all my womanly charms on display to him. This second part of my spanking was much more measured. He’d give me six or more quite hard spanks on the same spot before gently. With one more class again to go before the end of the day, he walks in. At his first word, I’m his again. Again, his gaze wanders to each of us, again, his gaze briefly locks on mine, and AGAIN, his eyes seem to ask a question. I so want to answer… but I’m so afraid this connection we seem to have is all in my head. But he’s so completely knowledgeable about his topic, he’s made it so absorbing and compelling, it would be impossible to not pay attention to him. He holds me prisoner with the.