” “Good night Cindy.” Cindy walked away as Yvonne resumed her shelving of the books. She heard the door open and close, and the lock thrown. As ...he set the last book on the shelf, she heard, “Good evening, my pet.” Yvonne jumped, then smiled. “Good evening sir. How did you find me?” Yvonne turned to see hazel eyes and an unmasked face she barely recognized. She knew he had been in the bookstore a few times before, but until now, they had never spoken. He had always dealt with Cindy. Her. My bright red ass grew hotter and hotter and the tears flowed down my face in a torrent. The pain was bad enough. But the humiliation was even worse. Slowly I realized that my legs had separated and she could see between them. In a fit of embarrassment I squeezed them closed. But my Aunt was stronger. She reached between them and pulled them even further apart. I was completely exposed to her. “I’m not sure what you think you were doing young lady, but a spanking needs to be. I was game. We socialized for a while with a few of the single males, all the time my wife was recruiting feeders for me. At around midnight we went to room, just the two of us thinking we'd fuck like rabbits and leave. I was quite astonished when upon entering the room, there stood 2 middle twenty year old studs with their dripping cocks in their hands. From across the room I could see the pre cum glistening and small drops just waiting to be devoured. My wife lead me by the hand, softly. I had been just lounging in my comfy pants and an old t-shirt, so I went into the bedroom to change into some out-of-the-house clothes. Alain watched me, leaning against the door frame not saying any words but saying plenty with his gaze, as I upgraded to jeans with socks and shoes, and a cute top. A couple of his approving humming sounds made me blush. This is the first time I'd noticed: he'd dressed up a little more than usual, in nice pants and a shirt with a collar and buttons. I was.