"Certainly Rene." My husband said, blushing as he handed it over.Rene put the white bundle under one arm so that she could hold hisknitting with both ...ands. Looked at it closely."Just as I thought! You've done a wonderful job! Really nice. Yourtension is just perfect, and these five rows of purl just phaseinto the standard rows without any signs of crossover. I knewyou'd do a great job so brought a reward for you! Here. Isn't thispretty?" And she was holding out the satin smock, for that's. Our paths crossed several times and each time our eyes me but neither of us said anything, but she was stunning, with slanted almond shaped eyes, and small button nose and full sexy lips. I did my best not to stare as I could see that she was getting enough attention, and didn't seem to be acknowledging any of it.She must be either taken, or a little stuck on herself, I thought to myself as I observed her. Either way, it's not my M.O. to sweat women too much, so I just carried on doing my own. She began to wriggle over my lap, clenching her cheeks together, raising her hips, moving her bottom from side to side as she pushed up on her toes. Smack… Smack… Smack… Smack… After a particularly hard swat, she moaned, “Ohhhh…” softly and ground her pelvis into my leg. As I continued to spank, her pink bottom began to redden. I paused again. My hand was beginning to sting and burn too. I wiped my fingers on the fabric of my miniskirt for a moment before reaching over to the kitchen table and. I felt cheap and dirty like a crack whore who'd do anything for a fix. I eventually managed to pull myself together reasoning that what I had done so willingly was due to the effects of the drug. I was still the decent person I always was. I just had to make sure that I avoided all possible ways of ingesting the drug again. I wouldn't take the matter any further, I knew I could get Ian dismissed for what he'd done, but of course that would mean exposing my own sordid part of the story. Although.