"Lisa Turner. I'm a vice president at the bank across the street. I had a very responsible job, a very normal middle class life, until this morning. T...at's when I decided to stop in your shop to buy some donuts for the office. I was attracted to that smell, oh, that beautiful smell! I smelled it when I was getting out of my car in the office parking lot, and it hit me like a sledgehammer. I had to investigate. I had no choice!" Here she giggled, a sort of lunatic cackle that caused chills to. Her virginity.....Gifted me her virginity. The words floated in a confused jumble round my brain.Oh Christ no, it couldn't be. Surely it couldn't be even worse?She couldn't have been....? Not then... Not when I'd first met her, not that first evening. Please, please don't let that be true.How we'd first met flashed back.How she'd come into the hotel and mistaken me for the guy she was due to meet.The guy that she was due to discuss some public relations deal with for her agency.The agency that. Finally! The bar.John's standing there holding a beer out toward me. I smile and take the beer. He holds up the beer in his other hand and I return the gesture, in a 'cheers!' motion.'I see you got a table,' he smiles.'Us a table.' I smile back. 'Pam wants you to sit there, too.''Speak of the devil,' he nods behind me. Pam is cutting through the growing crowd.'Where's my tea, lady?' She laughs, shaking her head.'Oh yeah! I'm sorry!' I completely forgot. John distracted me. My mind has been in. “Spank me,” came his response. She was moving around the bed and grabbed one of his hands by the wrist. She pulled that toward the bedpost, where the handcuffs she had put in place were waiting, and cuffed him in. She quickly crawled across his back, sliding her sexy naked body across his. He could feel her hot wet pussy so he did not object to the cuff. She found the other one, and locked up his other hand and arm in place. Now she demanded, in a much more severe voice, “Beg me to spank you,.