‘Turn around.’ She did. He was silent for quite a while, she began to think he had left. ‘The marks from your last punishment have almost gone,�...� he said at last, ‘This wanton behaviour of yours makes me think that I wasn’t harsh enough with you.’ Molten heat flooded her pussy at his words. Her longing was almost unbearable. ‘Wanton behaviour?’ She said. ‘You think it is acceptable to stand in front of your running coach with no clothes on? Your nipples erect, your lips parted, your eyes sulty?’. She reached up with her right hand across her body to unclip what turned out to be a maternity bra. With her left hand, she reached up and nestled her left breast and slowly began to massage and knead it.She began a rhythmic self-massage stroke, widening her hand and then drawing her hand forward to her nipple. After two or three times I saw the most amazing thing; a bead of milk began to form on the end of her nipple. I was mesmerised watching these two as they continued to gaze into each. "There was a queue so she left me and helped her colleague. She whisperedsomething to Sandra, the other assistant. Perhaps giving her a heads upin case she served me.Which she did. Sandra was very professional. Not fazed by my appearance.I placed my handbag on the counter and removed my wallet."My last vestige of manhood," I joked.They both laughed. I paid, and my new underwear set and dress werebagged. I thanked Sandra and walked along the counter. Ruth smiled and Inodded."Thank you so much,". As I lie in my bed thinking about it, I again found my little penis get stiff. Even though it was erect, it still wasn’t anything like I had seen in my dad’s porn magazines with other men’s penis’s were long and big. Mine was short, maybe four inches long, and about the width of a cheap hot dog from the local gas station. It was even smaller than the other boys penis’s that were limp that I watched while taking showers after gym. And once again, I noticed that I had slime on the tip of my penis.