And right now, I definitely do not want to. I am not yet ready to face the everyday world outside of our bedroom. I search for the words to say, to ...ell Logan what this past night has meant to me, but before I can come up with anything, he clears his throat and beats me to the punch.“Uh – Kurt, beyond that stuff I said earlier about intertwining souls, there’s another reason I wanted to fist you.”I keep quiet, hoping to encourage him to go on.“Like I said, I know what it can feel like. I – I. His build was nowhere near chiseled, nor was he a slug. I'd say he was average in his exercise habits, average in his wardrobe, and average looking. There was almost nothing to call him out in a crowd, which meant I could fly under the radar for as long as necessary - or until the universe chooses otherwise.David was properly equipped, however, and some lucky women were missing out on something special there, so you win some, you lose some. Thinking about the equipment got me thinking about. He placed it in the middle of the room and patted his lap. Jazzy stood up and slowly walked over to him, her body trembling with pent up sexual need; her knees felt so weak she said a short prayer that they would not collapse. When she reached his side, John reached up and took her left forearm, giving a gentle tug until she draped herself over his lap.John smoothed down her skirt and patted her ass. “Are you sure? If you say yes, you will get your first spanking and it will hurt.”“Yes,” Jazzy. Her face was partially obscured by a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which gave her a really sexy look. But it was her choice of clothing that had me and everybody else staring. She had on a tight white wrap-over, virtually see-through blouse, making it obvious she has not wearing a bra.She had squeezed herself into a short red tight leather skirt. On her feet, she wore a pair of red stiletto ankle boots. She looked absolutely stunning, making an impression on all of the guys and some of the.