With my forehead against the wood and my red ass high in the air facing the door. And with my little sister running her fingers over the stripes on my...ass. It was all my own doing--I had handcuffed myself on top of the coffee table, to please Hatch. “Why did he spank you? What with?” “Sis, please. Hand me the key.” She laughs. A good laugh, with a touch of cruelty mixed in. This sends a chill up and down my spine. “Oh, I don’t think so. That wouldn’t please Hatch.” “He won’t mind. I did. Anna took me aside and asked if I was OK with her leaving.“It’s OK, love,” I told her. “Who knows where this is gonna go. You keep the home fires going, and I’ll be calling you every night.”She looked at me, with that long-time ease of comfortable lovers, her arms lightly around my shoulders, hands loosely clasped. “I’m really proud of you. I don’t say that often enough. You’re really on the edge of something. I can feel it.”I grinned. I felt something too.“Besides, I think you need to keep. ” I came back and closed the door to Nat’s room and we sat up in bed talking. We usually left a light on so we could see a little of each other. I was telling Nat about Lorraine and she was telling me about Curtis. Nat said, “So what the fuck was that screaming up stairs, she sounded like a police siren?”I answered, “I don’t know, did Curtis say anything?”Nat said, “Yea, he said she hasn’t screamed like that in five years, it just made him really turned on, Maggi was giving him a blow job,. For sure he was hard. I didn't know if he needed assistance in finding my pussy hole or he would grope around and find it by himself. We were in the missionary position when with a little groping and a little of my help, he finally got it in. To tell the truth, a lot of my fantasies about having sex were lost in disappointment that night. My girlfriends said how great it was to have a guy inside them and feel a guy pulse when he ejaculated. Some of that was true, but my first time ended very.