The lights had been dimmed, but Kelly was still able to make them out on the dance floor. She was transfixed as she watched the seduction occur. Ms Ty...es slipped her hands out of his and slipped them around his waist, pulling him close to her body. She noticed her rubbing her crotch against Bruce's, slowly to the beat of the music. Bruce didn't pull away, but let her continue the slow erotic massage on his crotch. He couldn't believe Kelly's boss could be so bold. She was intentionally rubbing. No, not scared, of him, scared of myself. I know what happened last time I locked eyes with a man at a bar. I know how I behaved then, I know what I whispered in his ear – every word, and I know how he replied. He was right, I did need to wash my mouth out with a bar of soap and I did need a good spanking, and yes, he did give me one as I remember. I felt every hand that struck me, every pleasurable pat on my bottom, though it was me that had to tell him where I kept my cane. That was such a. However her resolve didn't last long and she began to cry out at each slap."Yes,that's what I want to hear,let it all out,Allison,you must suffer for your wickedness.spanking can be very theraputic,"the monk said clearly sounding excited. Finally,after what seemed a very long time,the spanking stopped and the monk spent a few moments rubbing Allison's very sore bottom.She could still feel his penis under her but she felt it go limp.She wondered had he ejaculated?"You may get up,Allison",he. Leaving the army and finding his wife had been having an affair with some local bastard had knocked him sideways, but now he had Katrina to think about, it had pulled him out of his lethargy, and some of the old spark was coming back. At thirty eight he was single again, free and looking for a new purpose in life, and tonight, one had just fallen in his lap. Always a thoughtful and caring man, with a strong belief in the right and wrong of life, this small scared woman and her simple statement.