"All these years of teaching you you've been a filthy fucking whore!"SMACK!SMACK!Her ass began to sting.SMACK!"Haven't you!? How many pathetic little ...oys have you fucked in this town? HUH!?"He spanked her again."I-I don't know!" You must call me Mr. Conners after each time you speak. Do you understand?" Yes Mr. Conners!" Good. Now turn around and let me get a good look at you." Yes Mr. Conners." She turned around for him to admire her."Very nice. You did grow over the summer." Yes!"SMACK!. Her assistant opened the door, I walked in and her assistant walked out to get dinner. She came out in a robe and my erection was starting to show, I could tell she had something to calm her down as she dropped the robe and said, “like the view?” My head just nodded up and down since my jaw was on the damn floor, the she said, “we can have a private tag team match later!” I helped her get dressed, she signed my friend’s shirt, we left out, took selfies and video for social media for most of the. He didn't have to. He only worked Monday through Friday. Trevor's body just demanded it. Bleary eyed, he sat up, swiveled his feet out of bed, and to the floor. Arms reaching through the air to either side the thirty three year old man stretched. The muscles in his back responded, waking up as well.Turning his head to the side, he looked over his shoulder as his arms fell back to the bed. His wife's collar was still coiled neatly on her pillow. Right where she placed it the morning she left. He said. "I think I'm okay, just a few scratches."Bob got up and said. "See I'm fine, but thanks."She said. "Wait, let me put some disinfectant on that cut. This is going to sting."She rubed the disinfectant all over the cut, but rather then feeling a sting, all Bob could feel was her gentle caressing touch.Bob knew that he should have been in pain, but he was so turned on by her, all he could think of was, wow, she's dynamite. The next day, he took Monica to lunch to repay her for her.