But it will never happen to me."Well, that's just what I thought. I'm forty-three, divorced, okay in the looks department, but face it, I'm no Antonio...Banderas.I have a new place, an apartment (Yeah, the wife got the house). I wash clothes downstairs, in the small laundry room.Usually, it's deserted.But not last Wednesday.I unlocked the door (they keep it locked so other folks don't do laundry or whatever in there) and stepped in.Jesus! This girl is bending over the washing machine, wearing the. Please! I'd feel so much better about it if you do."I nodded again, understanding a little bit, and remembering various things I'd read on the subject. Things were moving faster than I expected, but I didn't think a quick spanking was going to break anything, and at least then we'd both know a little about what it's really like."Ok. Here's the deal. I'm going to spank you, and it's probably going to hurt because this is a punishment. But once I'm done, it's done. The problem is forgiven and. ”“No sweat. I’ll sweet talk to Highgrove. I haven’t missed a minute of her classes yet, and she’s a nice woman. Let’s meet in front of the cafeteria.”Helen nodded and stowed away her phone after saving Dr. Walker’s office number to her contact list. “It’s going to be an interesting talk.”Danny could indeed skip his class citing an important personal matter and met Helen by the cafeteria. She had already got them two coffees and was sitting out in front, her cellphone ready. They kissed and. And now I was being asked to do it on Sam. I knew it was going to cause a problem and we hadn't even begun. I guess I ought to admit before we go any further that I've lusted after this woman for several years now. That was the other reason I didn't really want to do that. Your niece, even if it's only by marriage, is a little too close to one's own doorstep for fooling around. I felt a little like the object of that limerick, you know the one: She knew what they meant, but still went or some.