He’d had a busy day and was looking forward to taking a shower and spending the rest of the evening gorked out in front of his TV. As he usually did... Greg walked down to the lake before he went into the house. Standing next to the sparkling blue water and looking out over the lake always had a calming effect on him and, after today, he really did need to be calmed. ‘Hi, Greg!’ a female voice called. Greg turned and saw Fran Martin, a divorcee whose cabin was a short way down the lake from his,. " It's fine, I get that a lot. Actually I was 47 last year. Which side of the basement do you think the system is on?"That kind of shook her back to our task which was just as well, because I was starting to feel the sun and work from earlier. If she wasn't so interesting I would have rather had a shower and a beer. She thought about it and made some calculations with her hand gestures. She turned around a time or two and then with a guessing tone pointed to the west wall and asked,. ”“Y-Yes... Mistress...”The submissive lips left Melissa’s sex. She watched Julia’s creamy-white bottom swing and bounce as the girl hurried across to the chest of drawers where the cane was kept. Melissa had to admit it was a very good bottom. Almost as good as hers... Julia returned with the cane, knelt, and extended the instrument with seeming deference. Melissa took the cane and flexed it.“I am going to enjoy this,” she said. “I always enjoy caning you... Julia... you know that.”“Y-Yes.... You put your finger under my chin, making me look into your eyes as a mischievous smile breaks across your face. I can feel my cheeks getting hotter and more flushed as I try to look away. "You were just what, kitten, hmm?" You look down as you gingerly grab my hand and bring the toy to up to your gaze. "Did you think you had permission to pleasure yourself without me?" "I.." I start, feeling bashful. Your eyes move from the glass to my eyes, then back to the glass. "I mean, I wanted to wait.