Mike was only a once a night guy ever. I dreamed about having sex with a stranger.The week couldn't go by any slower before Friday was finally upon us...I spent hours getting ready for that night, choosing a petrol blue dress from my wardrobe that had never been worn.I had bought it to try to get a reaction from Mike but he just never got to see it on me, he told me it looked tarty when I had shown him it. The sides of the dress were laced being one that you couldn't wear any undies as they would. "Almost alone. One of the neighbors is supposed to check in on me now and then." Uh huh." So, I was wondering if you could come over tomorrow." Are you asking me on a date?!" I teased her."No!" she backpedaled. "I, well, I just want you to come over. We can't go out or anything. I have a boyfriend." Oh, so this is a 'booty call' then?"She laughed. "Well, yeah. It is, I guess. Can you come?"I had started the summer with a girlfriend back in New York. She was a great girl, and things were going. I was just excited and pleased to be there." You are not the only one who is surprised by Peter's reaction," Isa said. "But I can see that he is quite right to think along those lines. However, I get the feeling that as well as having thoughts about what is needed, he has serious reservations about making the kind of commitment that is necessary. Is that the case Peter?" she asked."Yes it is," I told her. "I am not at all sure that I want to go down that road. I like the level of competition we. I've been a naughty and disobedient slave. I need to be punished by your hand." "Well? Get to it! This is what you wanted, right? You know you deserve this, don't you?" I do!" I said loudly. With that, I brought my right arm around behind me and spanked my bottom with force. "Oh please. You call that a hard spank? Do it like you mean it!" And I did. I spanked my right buttock several times as hard as I could until I couldn't take more and my eyes were watery."Stop being a crybaby. You deserve.