"No worries baby girl, lay your head down on your arms." You said.I felt vulnerable and nervous but complied. My arse sticking up, my head down, I fel... the first spank. I did not move, or utter a sound. A second and a third spank and my confusion started. I wanted you to stop, but I didn't want you to stop. I could feel my pussy getting wetter with each spank.I felt your hand rub my bottom softly and your command, "Open your legs baby girl."I hesitated just long enough and you swatted my bottom. Her mouth was against my ear, breathing her lust into me. Hes moving his fingers between my pussy lips, three of them. One on each lip and one in the centre. Oh, you wouldnt believe how wet I feel, he just slides between them so easily. Hes rubbing them all around now&hellip, mmm &hellip, so slowly, from up near my ass, now lower oh God, I want him inside me now hes moving down toward my clit. Louder now, half to him and half to me, I want those fingers inside me so much &hellip, got to have. "I knew there was nothing I could say. I wanted to hold her, to bring her close to me, but I hurt too much to even try.I held out my hand, she took it and gave it a squeeze. "You'll get over me, just like you've got over all those other girls in the past. You're the great Dave Finch, the bachelor stud of TGI."She leant into me, her eyes were so dark and sad, the deepest violet. She gave me a kiss on the cheek, soft and gentle, and then she let go of my hand and just walked out. She didn't even. ’Clenching my jaw, I hiss through my teeth doing my best not to swear as a line of profanities flow to the tip of my tongue. The cold beer acts as a make-shift ice pack to soothe the sting as I turn my head to look in her direction. A soft glow from the open fridge silhouettes her figure through the thin material. On her tiptoes, she reaches to open up the window. Her nipples are erect, pushing against the cotton nightgown. ‘Why open the window if you’re already cold?’ I wonder as I slowly make.