I nearly choked on my beer as I thought no one else new about it other than my friend .I mumbled a bit and said sorry , and gave a lot of lame excuse...s . He stopped me and said he had a witness and he should go to the police . I went quiet at this. If I lost my licence I would lose my job. He looked me straight in the eye , and said he would keep it between ourselves providing I accepted a punishment, I must have looked confused, as he went on to ask me had I ever been caned before. I sort of. The girl returnsand puts her clothes back on except for her punishment bra. In a few moments,she becomes again, the picture of conservative teenaged innocence. She sitsdemurely before Dr Grower who has readjusted her own clothes and put her whitesmock back on. The Director of the old folks home looks at her watch and remarks that theresident's will probably be waking up soon. As soon as she says this the silenceof the home is shattered by the high pitched scream of a young woman. Dr. .. no,” muttered the man.“Yeah so what if we partied. Wake the old girl up did we?” sneered the girl.“It was so beautif--” started Grace.“Hang on, it is, it fucking is. Jesus Christ!” exploded the man, in a broad South London accent. “You’re Grace Everley aren’t you?”Grace nodded and bit her lip. Oh shit! This is real scandal she thought. He dropped her arm and backed off, naked, hot, breathing garlic, his cock now dangling small under a six pack muscled belly against the heavyweight sac of his. It was at that point; she pushed my trunks down my hips before going back to stroking my cock. She played with it and balls right there as the waves washed past until she had me spurting ropes of cum into the water.After my heart rate dropped back to normal, I reached for her to return the favor, and she slipped out of my grasp and started towards the beach. I must have had a perplexed look on my face when she turned back to look at me.Seeing my look, she said, “You’ll get your opportunity, but.