Jim brought the sixth one down harder than the others and Gina let out a loud scream. “That’s for your insolence!” Gina started to count but Jim... stopped her. “That doesn’t count!” as he hit her again but softer this time. “Let her go to stand in the corner!” Jim said as she counted the sixth stroke. The tears ran down her cheeks as she walked to the corner. She felt a prominent stinging on her bottom as she stood this time. The cane across bare flesh had come as a surprise. She had expected six. I had a hard time not looking at her as I ran the duster around, moving and cleaning, my boner pushing into my shorts. As I did the coffee table she spread her legs apart, showing me her bare pussy, and then closed them again. I did the coffee table again and she did the same thing, giving me a wink.Once done I hauled out the vacuum and was about to turn it on when she stood up moved to the chair. I watched as she lifted her skirt, sat back, and put one leg over the arm of the chair. Her other. Mommy looked surprised. I noticed. -''I know it's hard to believe'' i kept explaining. ''I mean, i'm not stupid, i know i'm quite attractive and i can get laid with any chick any time i wish. Yet, lately, i was too caught up in my other hobbies and some stuff i did with male friends of mine. And it was only today that i realized it's been 5 days since i last engaged in any sexual activity. New record!'' -''You know what?'' my mother laughed and offered me another stroke, which made me purr.. She closed in on him., “I had high hopes for you. I thought we might get on so well. That you might move up from working on the platform to being more helpful around the office.” As she spoke, she gripped Bernard by the scruff of his neck and dragged him forward, pulling his face into the strained cotton stretched across her gorge-like cleavage.Bernard struggled to breathe as his head was clamped between his supervisor’s substantial breasts. The woman, appreciating the sensation of his head.