Then he gently helped me up. "You, you...." "Had you at my mercy?" "Yes, but you didn't...." "Act like you expected me to? I've told you, I'm not like...my countrymen. While the kiss may not have been wanted, I felt I showed you that that I could take you down in a fair fight," he said with a grin. The grin vanished as I struck quickly with my left and then my right went to his stomach and he doubled over, where I hooked his leg and threw him as hard as I could! He landed with a grunt and a thud. So much for multitasking. Remember, I was eighteen.My five minutes closed, and our scores were awarded. To my astonishment, I was a close second to my opponent. She came up to me in the hall, and stuck out her hand. “Hi! I’m Mary O’Brien. You did pretty good, until you seemed to lose your concentration. What happened?”Honesty seemed a good policy. “You happened. I’m Bob Taylor.”Her handshake was firm, her brown eyes met mine. Her smirk was subtle. “I don’t generally render boys speechless, but,. While I was taking that in I heard ‘That’s one of twenty four’The next thing knew was the pain of the first stoke was over taken by the second just slightly above. The third was just below the first.By this time I could tell that my right buttock was getting the worst of it being the tip end of the cane.The next three were all in different spots.‘Mmm that six, this will be a bit different now, nipples on desk!’She pulled up my right cheek and gave the bottom of my bottom such a hard stroke with. Why couldn’t I drive him to his house? That was my chance to watch the queen of my fantasies. I got him to his car with the help of a waiter and we drove away.My heart was beating faster as I approached his home and I honked at the gate. There was quite a drizzle that night. And then I saw her in a night robe walking toward the house. That robe revealed her thighs and my cock started his fight. The alcohol was playing its part.My boss’s wife got wet and noticing that her husband not getting.