With Pete’s cum running down her thigh, she opened the door to a stall and entered. Once she was cleaned up she returned to her desk to finish her w...rk.The mail ran at 1:30. Josh, the guy from the mail room gave her a wink as he laid a stack of mail on her desk. Josh was a college student and the son of one of the lower executive. He was a few years younger than Ellen but she found him cute, so as he walked away she smiled at him as she pushed her bangs out of her face. As she fumbled through. What are you playing at?” “I’m driving” I snarled in to my mobile phone “and I’ll get there faster if you fuck off.” Pressing the red hang up button I put my foot down and leaned on the horn. “bloody Sunday driver!” I yelled at the blue mini in front of me “get moving nobhead!” I did a double take as a pretty dark haired girl grinned at me from the mini’s driving seat and casually flipped me off. For good measure she stuck out a pink tongue and wiggled it at me in the mirror before slowly. Bert thought that he was coping quite well with the spanking, and was even a little disappointed that it didn’t hurt more. However, that was a sign of his lack of experience, because, as soon as Miss Cane started to use the heavy wooden-pack hairbrush, he realised just how much a spanking could hurt. Even so, he focused, tensed his legs and his arms, shook his head from side to side in a bid to deal with the pain although quickly realised that didn’t work but stayed in place as the dominant. "No more surfing tonight young man," I smiled at him "you've got school tomorrow." Aw mum," he sighed, "we go through this every weeknight. I'm always off by ten, you know that." I know," I laughed "but I'm a mother and it's my job to nag."He laughed with me then turned to get ready for bed, I bade him goodnight and headed off to get myself a hot chocolate before retiring myself."You know what they say about chocolate," Paul grinned as I was leaving "it's a substitute for sex."I nearly stumbled.