He was a gorgeous specimen of a man. His head looked tan and freshly shaved and his body looked fit, if not a bit too skinny. I noticed he had tattoos...down his right arm, although I couldn't make out what they were.Mike reached into his pocket, pulled out a bag of cocaine and tossed it to Courtney, who had returned to the sofa."You wanted a pick me up, right?" she asked."Who knew it was so easy?" I laughed as I sat down next to her. A pick me up in my old world consisted of an espresso or Red. ’ He told her. She dawdled as though trying to avoid it but he knew better. The flare of petticoats was in the way so he slipped her further over his knee until he could get at her bare bottom. ‘Why am I punishing you?’ He asked. ‘Your little sexy French maid has been naughty. Honey made a mess on her face instead of catching your lovely cum in her mouth, master.’ She said. She sounded more eager than apologetic but still he wondered how hard to spank her. He looked at the tight round cheeks. I know I said Wendy was amazing before, but damn that woman is absolutely unbelievable. I have to admit that for the first time since I became proficient at sex I actually receive more than what I dished out. Now don't get me wrong, because I still love Tiffany, and plan to spend the rest of my life with her, but that being said Dad is sure one lucky son of a bitch to have a woman like Wendy in his bed.Tiffany Stallman:To celebrate our victory at the school board meeting, Brian and I swapped. She thought that if she wasn't such a reclusive type, that she'd dress so that she could show her tits off. She saw the dresses the other girls wore and she saw the ones she would like to wear on the racks in the clothing shops. But who would she wear them for? She had no man to dress nicely for. She had no prospects even. So dressing up was a moot point for her - it just meant spending more money for no reason at all. She had nice conservative clothes - they didn't do much to show off her.