She quickly dragged him inside screaming at him and giving his knuckles a wrapping with a wooden spoon. David had no idea what he did wrong. He couldn...t understand why he couldn?t wear a pretty dress to church like his friends. His mother would only make him feel bad about himself by shouting at him that girls do stuff like that and not good little boys.When David was a teenager he was rebellious and fed up with his mother telling him what to wear and what not to wear. He had his own part time. I stood at a distance and looked up her short skirt while she talked. While she talked, my eyes were fixed on her open thighs. A smile crossed her face and she licked her lips. My mind raced in anticipation of what was to come. After her call to the office, we sat on the sofa and I removed her skirt and white panties. Her pussy hair was brown and slightly wet. I loved the sight of it. I remarked on the beauty of her hairy pussy She smiled. I then asked her if she ever wore a bikini and let her. “Fuck me, treat me like a slut.” She had no idea how that had come over her lips, but before she had finished her sentence she felt the burning sensation of his hand smacking her ass.“That’s exactly what you are, a slut cheating on her best friend.”That hurt about as much as her ass, but it was what she needed. “And you? Weak, too weak to be a man and wait a week for your girlfriend to come home.”It worked, she felt she was about to cum and there were few things that could keep her from it. I have to go to the grocery store and make sure we have enough food for four people. I have to…..”Jim interrupts her in mid-sentence, “Okay…okay, I get the picture. Calm down before you have a nervous breakdown. You are acting like the Queen of England is coming for a visit.”Jim gives Lucy a quick peck on the lips then heads off to work. Lucy cleans the kitchen then starts on the guest bedroom. She is dusting and humming to herself when Cathy comes out of her bedroom and asks her Mother what.