Of course when the girls came along, my sister then I, were roped into things girls were supposed to do, clean, serve and brighten the place up a bit....illy, my sister was a nightmare as a teenager, but it turned out she was more like our mother, I had dads traits, a quiet thinker and observer, Jilly was flirty, and as the gossip flowed, so was mummy, who eventually run away with a regular customer, leaving dad and his girls to continue the small business of filling the rooms every night.At. She said she would would meet us where ever we were going. Upon hearing this, Chris was not thrilled conceding that he didn't want to be with her again.We arrived at the bar and sure enough she was there waiting for us. She gravitated toward Chis and gave him a hug. He proceeded to rub her clit and tease her. She then locked eyes with me. Unphased by her "fuck me" eyes, I looked straight into her then walked past to the bar.Knowing she did not receive the full attention she so desired she broke. .” Becky quickly replied, a little shocked at the force. Smack, smack! Smack! “Good idea - I just wish you came up with it sooner.” As Michael continued the punishment, Becky started to squirm and twist around. “Stop squirming, you know it’ll get you nowhere except a longer trip across my lap.” Smack! Smack! Smack! After several dozen hits Michael paused and pulled her pants down. He rubbed her and again felt her crotch, she was drenched but she certainly was excited. “Oh god, Michael, come on. "You're lucky I know you were kidding," she said.A couple of weeks passed. We were both busy at work and she had a project due that Friday. We made love often enough to prevent either of us complaining. I cooked and she did the dishes. We watched the news and a few favorite shows. We paid bills. In other words, it was normal life. Then I came home a little later than usual that Friday. I'd gotten a phone call just before leaving the office and then the traffic was worse than usual. I walked.