She glanced at him with another smile. You and every other guy in this place, she said lightly. She ran her hands down her sides and her hips. I dont ...dress like this accidentally, you know. I like guys to look… She shrugged as Samantha gave her the drink. …and maybe touch. Maybe? he asked. How about definitely? He reached a hand out and trailed a finger over one bare shoulder. He wasnt smiling anymore, and when he caught her eyes with his, she inhaled sharply. She picked up her drink and. . spanking my bottom.... fortunately something I have come to get immense pleasure from as well.... and she introduced me to this. Even though I was slippered and caned on the bottom at school (a long time ago... and sometimes on the bare bottom if it happened in ‘Swimming’... see my story ‘In at the deep end’ ) and now I come to remember those days, realise that I derived a state of sexual excitement from it, I had always seen myself as a ‘dominant’ rather than a ‘switch’ as an adult.... but. We all left the house together, Mum drove off to work, and Emma got out her bicycle and set off ahead of me. I soon caught her up on the Vespa and just tootled along slowly behind her to keep her company until we got to the garden centre, it was only a few more minutes ride. I was preparing to leave when Emma came round with the morning post. I opened my letters and passed most of them back to her to deal with. There was a small padded envelope from France with a return address indicating that. She picked up first card it was Kumar who took her on the lap it was a great plan.She kept only red cards and she was with him all the time having dinner and it came to dessert and he was on her final button and he grabbed her boobs and sucking my alarm started ringing and that she has won the bet,she was bouncing and first time she called Kumar,you bastered have me. I have won the bet and she called me to remove the shirt and first time she was totally naked such a beauty she is both of us.