She ended up with a cute pair of white low-heeled sandals. Ash made her go into the nearest bathroom and change into the things they had purchased. Me...an came out feeling slightly uncomfortable but the look on Ashley’s face was worth it. She looked like a proud mom. Then she put her hand on her hip and looked Megan up and down. ‘What?’ ‘It’s missing something.’ ‘Like what? A fur coat?’ ‘Ha ha! No,’ she paused, ‘I know! Make-up.’ They then went into the nearest department store at sat down at. " walking in with amazement in my eyes."Sorry for the mess, my housekeeper just got married and now I'm trying to find a new one. Feels like I'm back at square one, you know." he says, taking my coat and putting it away."You have a wonderful place here, when did u get it?" I asked with curiouslity, taking my boots off in the entry way. "Oh, umm, my grandfather left it to me when he past away. He never really lived here so it's technically brand new. Want a drink?" asking me, walking to the. He was thinking, thinking seriously actually, and remembering how he had missed getting the cane at school by a whisker but how afterwards he regretted it. He wasn’t sure whether it was the hero worship those who got caned were given he wanted but all he knew was that he often day dreamed about being caned. Well fantasised really. So when years later he saw a top shelf magazine about discipline, in particular men being spanked and caned by dominant women, the fantasy grew. He started. My cock had a mind of its own, and began to swell as I was transfixed by her image, obsessed by her beauty and yes, raw sexuality. I dared not move, dared not make a sound lest I be discovered watching her as the lecherous uncle I had become, but I sat and watched. As she turned to rinse the shampoo from her hair she turned her profile to perfection, her arms above her shoulders enhanced her pert breasts and nipples in every detail, her flat abs and the curve of her back above her sweetly.