He wondered what kind of hidden quirk in his character he had discovered. But he also realized that his reaction to spanking Kim may have had differen... roots. It was likely that any kind of intimate contact with her would have been stimulating.Kim was crying softly now, just as much from the humiliation and shame she was feeling as the smarting of her bottom. When he paused she became aware of something hard pressing into her stomach, and she realized that he was aroused. She became aware that. ." Jeff began speculatively. "Since you had me at adistinct disadvantage - you know, when we were talking about itbefore - do you mind if I ask you a couple of questions?" No! By all means! Ask away!" "I did hear you correctly, didn't I? You know, about you wantingme to make love to you as a man?" You sure did, sweetcheeks! Using a phrase that you have prettymuch beat to death tonight, I want to feel that thingie of yoursup inside of me so bad it isn't funny!" And, you want us to do it at least. Calls and texts from both him and my wife demanding to know where I was, to get over his house. I finally turned it off. He was so oblivious to his wife that when she made a call and a lame excuse about getting together with her family he blew her off. Monday afternoon I walked into his office. Now I had really pissed him off. He told me to leave and I just sat down and threw a series of pictures of him fucking me, me blowing him, etc... He asked what I was doing. I told him from that point on. No mind, just come on over in a half hour, OK?” Gives me time to clean up I thought, aware that I was still lying naked on my bed, with Karl’s rapidly cooling deposit drying in streaks on my stomach and breasts. “See you soon.” I grabbed my dressing gown and hopped into the bathroom. Turning on the shower I jumped in for a quick wash down, getting rid of the evidence and smell of my earlier sex session. I washed my blonde shoulder-length hair, rinsing and allowing the suds to run over my tight.