Miriam was waiting at the back door wearing a pair of black high heels, a white thong, and a white bustier. She had a big smile on her face and handed...me a glass of white wine as I walked into the kitchen.“You fucked me very well last time you were here” she started, “but this weekend I am going to teach you how to make a woman crazy, OK”“I want to learn everything you can teach” I said.“Perfect. Follow me, and bring the wine bottle” she said.We walked into the living room and sat on the. It was cold outside; but in my warm car, I reclined the seat just enough to provide some comfort to myself. I had parked near the restrooms area.I was feeling horny and everything could arouse me so badly.My beloved hubby had been stressed at his work lately and we had not fucked properly during the last weeks. Now seated in my own car and driving back home, I started to feel horny…as if I needed some sexual relief before resuming my way.I noticed a young blond guy with his longer hair in a. Then, a couple months went by, and not only was she still wearing the sexy outfits, but she started rubbing against me and bending over to pick things up way too often to be explained by clumsiness; which my mother has never suffered from. I started to wonder if I was being hit on by my own mother. I decided that the only way to find out was to return the possible teases and see what happened, and am I ever glad I did.It was a normal Monday morning, and I woke up at six-thirty to get ready for. "You girls know what I think of fighting, not to mention the rudeness of doing this in front of Cris on his first day here. What must he think of us? I want you both to come around here and prepare to be punished."The two girls stood up from their seats, Amy soaked with orange juice, Elizabeth with gravy still dripping from her face, and they came around between Connie and me and bent over the table. Connie then stood up and pulled Amy's shirt up, baring her ass, and started spanking her until.