I must confess I was turned on as never before the idea of this plan going so smoothly so far.Once inside and sitting down, Snake Lady brought me a be...r from the ice box while I and my wife spoke a bit about where the k**s were and why I had come there. I told her I just wanted to sit and have a few drinks. I had gone to the joint, as we termed it, and none of my buddies were there so I left and decided to come party a bit with the girls and chat about whatever their evening's events of gossip. I rustle through my drawers pulling out everything I needed. Black bra, black tank top, black Tuesday panties, black jeans and black socks with white skulls on them. To complete the ensemble, a black zip-up hoodie with band patches all over. Ya&hellip, I went through a Goth phase, sue me. I bolt down the stairs and quickly put on my Chuck Taylor high tops. Afraid of running late, I skip out the front door and two houses down the street to the public bus stop. Headphones in place, I paid the bus. ..I was good as gold that year I got good grades and cleaned the house like she wanted and did everything she asked of me but the following year the day after Thanksgiving I found myself across her knees again this time she wore a leather glove on her spanking hand and it was an hour and a half before she finished with me...this went on every year until I hit puberty then things changed and on Spanksgiving day she said that I was too big to go over her knees and that she was changing the game. ”I nodded and said, “That’s nice.” Her hand on my thighwas exciting me a lot.And then Leslie was all over me, kissing and huggingand pushing me to my back. She quickly stripped off myunderpants and I heard her say, “Damn.”I sat up and watched her yank her shirt over her curlyhead. “What’s wrong?” I asked as her jugs bobbled.“Your boner,” she whispered. “I’ve never seen such abig one. But then I’ve only done this.