Mahoney would do it,” I said feeling embarrassed. “Don’t keep me waiting, bend over the desk,” he said again. I bent over the desk, my face fl...ushed with embarrassment. “Lift up your skirt, please,” he instructed. Oh shit, this paddling isn’t going to be as easy as I thought it would be. “But, I’m not wearing panties,” I announced humbly. “Lift your skirt up, please,” he said again. I heard the sighs from Ms. Mahoney and guidance counselor as I pulled up my skirt. I bent over the desk and. God shaving itches!"Let me show you how much!" He walked over to me and grabbed my bare waist pulling me closer to the edge of the stool. He got down on his knees in front of me and buried his face in my crotch. I rested my feet on his bare back as he began to swirl his tongue around my asshole.It felt so good I almost slid out of the chair! He was lapping at my ass like a thirsty dog, making saliva run down my cheeks and squish between me and the stool. All the time he was talking dirty to me,. What the hell happened?" He wasn't having any!" Vivian grated, vehemently."You mean... he turned you down... flat?" Yeah he seemed to think I was being too forward in front of you... and his wife!" Maybe... he's just being cautious..." I suppose..." she agreed. "He was afraid of being caught by you!" In other words... if I wasn't around he might not be scared off... is that it?" Maybe... but I got this crazy idea while I was talking to him that he might be..." She stopped, realizing she had no. At eighteen, we were pretty much the same height. I knew just where the tips of her breasts hit my chest.I should mention that my mother had very attractive breasts, a C- cup with prominent, up-tilted nipples that were often evident despite her clothes. Sometime later I was to learn that she was one of those women who were blessed with exceptionally firm, youthful breasts, that never lost much of their firmness. She is one of those rare females that will have youthful breasts into her later.