” I looked up, relieved, and smiled just a bit. “Really?” “Really. You got a lot done. And you ’ re an excell...nt cook. I never knew.” She smiled warmly. “I ’ m very proud of you.” My smile grew. “Thanks.” I almost blushed. When I was married, I rarely cooked. My husband and I both worked, and it was a toss-up as to which of us would wind up working later. Of course, thinking back on how our marriage ended, Brad probably wasn ’ t. Her fingers curled inside me, pressing on my g spot as the heel of her palm ground against my aching clit.I felt my legs shake; my knees buckled as she took me, hard and fast. I was shocked by how quickly she was bringing me to the edge. Her fingers gripped my long brunette hair as she bit my neck and slammed her fingers deep inside me, her fingers pistoning in and out of me. I could hear myself squelch with every thrust.As I ground myself down on her hand, silently begging for her to fuck me. 30 ghante pehle to tumne chai nasta kiya maine kaha ha leking bhukh lag gai vo boli thik hai tum baitho thodi der lagegi maine kaha thik hai maiTV on karke tv dekhne laga aur kariban pone ghante ke baad bhabhi ne muje bulaya aur kitchen mai hi hum log saath mai baith gaye ye pehla exp. Tha jab mai aur bhabhi akele the jab bhabhi jukti to unke boobs jo bra mai tane huve the uski lakiir saaf dikhai deti thi aur mai kabhi usse dekh leta tirchi najro se muje laga bhi ki bhabhi ye notice kar rahi. Then Madame E slapped me! OMG!Madame E then said to me, "There. One on each cheek. Just little kisses. Is it funny?"I shook my head no. There was a tear running down my cheek. I wiped it away. Ms D then guided me to the door and told me to come back after the last class period. I nodded and went on my way.All day I kept thinking about what happened. And what was going to happen after school. I was scared, and excited by the idea. What were they going to do? Ms D has spanked me before. Were they.