Reg looked the deputy chief’s wife over. Her outfit was made of a soft knit material, and consisted of a draped top and loose pants. The top was a s...ft pastel peach color and the pants were white. The clinging material highlighted the curvy, exciting body it covered. ‘Ah…I…I’m fine, Mrs. Clinton,’ Reg replied. Reg was on the step above Mrs. Clinton, looking down at her. He knew there were guys in the department who claimed they’d scored with the deputy chief’s wife, but he had never been sure. Christine watched as Nina got dressed. Nina was still sniffing and her bottom was stinging as Christine sat crossed legs, her foot flicking to and fro, totally in control. “You have a really spankable bottom Nina. It was fun.” Nina blushed but looked at the floor aware of the new power Christine had over her. Christine continued, “I’ve told Amber to sort a few things out, for the future.” Nina was all ears, knowing whatever decisions were made will have quite an impact on her, but still. Perhaps Cassie should have been more worried that the captain of the police was as naked as she was, breasts pulling down slightly under their own, delicious weight, but she was more concerned with her own predicament to worry too much about how wonderfully the wolf’s grey fur blended into a soft brown at her knees.She was a beauty, it had to be said, yet a deadly one. The only clothing she wore, if it could be counted as clothing, was a strap-on harness complete with a large, canine-shaped. "I mean, yeah we messed about a couple of times. But nothing to serious" I said between sips of wine. "Your friend has told me a lot about the stuff you have done. Including what you 2 did with the teacher". She said, again scooting towards me to where she was close enough to where I could feel her nipple touching my arm. "How about you chug that glass and follow me" she said as she gave me a peck on the lips. I never chugged a glass of alcohol so fast in my life. She grabbed my hand and pulled.