Vicki swallowed the spunk, looked up at Brad, “thank you for your patience with me master.” She stood up and hugged her son, ending the slave time... and becoming the teacher. In her mind Vicki was making a mental note, this is lesson number three. She smiled as she said, “We need to work on the spanking. You need to make my butt red.” She didn’t want to scare him by saying make her butt hurt, although that’s what she meant. She would make that clear after he became more assertive and confident.. She had made a mistake once. It wasn't that she had had an affair; it was that she had been very indiscreet. She had been paying for it since. Michael was the type of man that had his affairs 'on the edge'. She hoped she had arrived in time for she had heard about Mary's fling way out on the west coast. Her friendship was something that had grown over the years so that she felt like they were sisters. Then she had walked into the theater and interrupted what could have only been a 'quickie' in. Her black panty is clearly visible. It seemed that she is in a very horny state. She led me to the drawing room and asked me to spend some time with her. She sat next to me and her voice became husky. I put my arms around her shoulders and told her that my boss is the luckiest guy in the world. Then I slowly started stroking her ears. She didn’t say anything and closed her eyes and her breather became very slow. I slowly moved my fingers towards her nose and mouth and placed a couple of my. She was still attractive despite the sweaty bed hair. “Damn but it’s sweltering in here. I couldn’t take it in the bedroom any longer with no real a/c. It might be a little cooler out here.” We were face to face and less than three feet apart close to the howling fans. Her white robe was probably meant to be used as a swimsuit cover-up since it had two big pockets at mid thigh level. The oversized buttons, about five inches apart, also screamed that this was not to be any sort of modesty robe..