My phone went off. I looked at it and realized I had forgotten that I was meeting Robert, Staci's son, at my gym. He wanted to get leaner as well as g...in some agility and speed so he could go from tight end to receiver."You ready?" I asked as I met him just outside the locker room."Absolutely, Tyrone took my spot at starting tight end," Robert said with a bit of anger in his voice. "I want to start, not sit on the bench." An open receiver spot, huh?" I asked as we went out back."Yeah," Robert. He jerked as if he had felt an electric shock. He pulled away to look into my eyes.We stared at each other. The powerful emotions sweeping over us made words unnecessary. We both understood that we were crossing a line and our relationship was about to change forever. What we were about to do could not be undone. I closed the gap between us and kissed my son on his lips. Our kiss went on and on and soon his hands returned to my breast. He reached into my top to continue where he had left off,. "I will allow you remain clothed for the spanking," Pater Bede announced as if doing them a great favour."Bend over my knee,Dean," the Monk said.Dean bent over the knee of Pater Bede,it felt really strange lying there waiting to have his bottom spanked by the Monk.Then the first slap landed,the Monk was using his hand.As his hand came down on the right rump of Dean's bottom,Dean could feel that the Monk took the opportunity to gently squeeze his bottom.Dean shifted over the Monk's knee."Steady. Things are fine. You like it. I like it. And it just between me and you. We’re hurting no one. All I meant is, things are fine and therefore I am okay with it.”“Yeah baby”, I said. “I like your frankness” I added. She smiled. “Let go wild!” I shouted. She began to jerking harder and I pressing her boobs. I began imagining her how her vagina would look like. I revered her because she was honest, hardworking, and beautiful. The mere thought of a lady such as she positioned on my dick, rubbing it.