Her sweater was cut low enough that I could see the top of her bra. It looked lacy. My mind flashed to an image of her standing over my naked body wea...ing her lacy bra and skirt and spanking me for being bad. I felt my pussy twitch. My fantasy continued, and all of a sudden the harsh ring of the bell brought me back. "Ok girls, that's it now. Don't forget your homework, I'll see you tomorrow." I darted through the rows and hurried to get out so I could satisfy my pussy, but she caught me first.. "That was my father, your Grandfather Bill on the phone. He has business here on Monday and is flying in tomorrow afternoon. He wants to have dinner with us and stay until his business is done." Betty sat at the kitchen table wringing her hands together.Willy didn't even remember what his grandfather looked like. He had been transferred to California by his employer when the boy was only three years old. Other than birthday cards with a twenty dollar bill enclosed and Christmas phone call Willy. Elizabeth kept spanking Emma, reminding herself how humiliated she had been in Mrs Denver’s Study. Soon Emma was sobbing and even so she kept spanking her daughter. On the one hand she was so acting as though she was really angry after all. Of course on the other she knew that she should be thanking her daughter. After all, she experienced a long held fantasy and discovered what it was like to be spanked at 36-years-old. Being caned hurt more than she expected, but even that experience was one. I used the bathroom, took a big 2 liter bottle with me to piss in later, took a bottle of Jack Daniels, and set myself up in the closet. I was going to get my own little show, of exactly what nature I didn't know.Sure enough, a few minutes later she came in, and from the crack I'd left in the closet door in the bedroom, heard her call my name, then walk in, pulling off the casual skirt and t-shirt she'd put on for the store. She went out of my line of sight, into her closet right next to mine,.