“What do you mean?”“What do you mean, what do I mean? I think you have a very attractive rear end. Look, I can’t help it if I am a butt man. B...obs are nice, and as a guy, I look, but that is hard-wired. The nicest boobs in the world won’t draw my eye if there is even a half-way nice butt to look at and you have an unbelievably cute one.” I still wasn’t sure I wasn’t going to get slapped.“You have been looking at my ass? Since when?” she asked, her voice rising.I made a shushing movement, waving. We have had an idea for a fantasy that has gone unfilled for the longest time." "What kind of fantasy? I asked with my interest piqued. "He wants to see me fucked by another man," Lana responded. "I take it he wants to join in?" I asked quickly losing interest. "Only if you are so inclined. Otherwise he wants to be tied up and helpless as some male stuffs his cock in me. When you approached me and I saw your costume I hoped our desires had been answered." "Meaning?" "Well the Phantom of the. Leaving the men to their wanking Marg and I went upstairs to get dolled up. I had a skirt and blouse on over my sexy new basque and stocking and watching Marg out of the corner of my eye I could see she was a stunner with firm tits and a good arse just the sort my husband would die for. Once ready we went down stairs, I sat between the men on the settee thinking it would give Marg the choice of who she sat next to, but to my surprise she stood in front of us, she really did look good in her. ” But before he could continue mum flicked the cane across his thigh and added, “Nine strokes. Take them off, like your mother asked you.” With an embarrassed look in my direction he slid the pants down but they caught on his erect cock and he had to pull the waistband out to complete the removal. When he stood up his cock bounced before pointing rigidly upwards. Mum eagerly turned him around and with one hand on his stomach and the other on his broad back she bent him over the coffee table..