” Chrissie faced the wall behind his desk and waited for the first slap. She prepared herself in anticipation of the first slap. It wasn’t the fi...st time she had experienced this. Last year she went with her friends to a fancy dress party with her friends. They were all dressed in school uniforms, which attracted a lot of attention from the men at the party. Why, she was never quite sure, although the skirt she was wearing barely covered her white cotton panties. She had ended up in a bedroom. I bent over it. I pressed my body tight to it. I gripped the edges, holding it tight. My heart thudded in my chest.“Big sis!” Alicia gasped. She snagged my right hand. She pried it from the car and gripped it. She stared at me with such ... such love in her eyes. That was why she slapped me. She was as angry as Clint because she loved me, too.I was ready for the spanking. I was ready to take more pain. I wanted to embrace it. To let Clint satiate all his anger. I didn’t want him to bottle it. Because of their difference in size Phyllis it was an easy reach for Dots hands when she cupped the redheads ass with both hands. Phyllis began humping my wifes belly button. Only their heads were visible but we could see that their lips were now locked in open mouth kissing. I dont know if Phyllis had any experience with other women before, but she was thoroughly enjoying the moment and I knew she was loving Dots fingers. Dot told me later that she began to fondle the redheads ass, then. He tried to make some small chit chat which I didn't want to answer, but at least it would keep me awake.He started talking about his wife and three children. His youngest had recently gotten three cats which kept him up all night. I stared out the window and tried to drown out his mundane stories with not much luck. I still couldn't tell where we were, but I was sure we were getting somewhat close to my house."Where're you from love?" he asked me. "You don't sound like you're from around.