Nikki decided Andrew’s bottom and the tops of his legs were red enough and albeit reluctantly ordered, “You can get up. I have to give you seven s...trokes with the cane still.”Andrew sniffed back tears as he eased himself up from Nikki’s lap. He stood up and turned to look at her and without even thinking his hands rushed to his bottom and he rubbed frantically. His eyes were tear-filled but he could make out the form of Nikki’s body as she sat on the chair with her arms and legs crossed looking. He was sweet and I told him he was being too sweet. This turned him into someone a little more forceful with his kisses and fondles. After dinner, we rushed to his place entangled in our lust. When we burst in through the front door of his house he offered me a drink. I declined however and asked instead for some water. I then reminded him that I had just gotten over being sick earlier in the week. When I spotted the chair that I had watched him broadcast from, I laughed pointed at the chair. I was actually relieved that she had kept calm all the while. I could not sleep the whole night and kept thinking of her and masturbated imagining fucking her an hoping I could meet her again someday. I was also wondering what could have happen to me if she had screamed as there were some passengers around. After a few days I did see her again. I became nervous as she stared at me for awhile before giving me a sweet smile and I thought that she would like to become friends. She made eye contact. He told me "It's no problem logistically. Let's just get out of town and check into a hotel."We took off the following weekend. It was just like he said. We checked into a hotel, and went to a nearby bar. It was a comfortable place and there were lots of people there. Most of them were younger. We talked to lots of people for the first hour. I whispered to my husband, "How are we gonna get somebody". He said "All you've gotta do is talk to somebody who seems interested, and tell'em why we're.