Her body trembling as I part the folds, revealing her smooth curves now covered only in frail pink lace. Softly kissing…licking her ear, I run my ha...d over her breasts, caressing her belly, down to the triangle of lace stretched tightly over her secret place…my place. I can feel the heat of her even before I’m there, her panties already starting to become wet. With one finger I trace between her thighs, feeling the warmth spread across her crotch, her body shuddering when I press on her clit. . He smiles at her and slowly makes his way to her. He kneels down at the tub and begins to wash her. His fingers find the wash cloth and he lathers it up with the sweet smelling soap. He lathers her skin so softly, like a caress. He guides the washcloth over her breasts and down the valley of her breasts, taking a few minutes to lightly caress her nipples, they instantly harden, her breathing becomes quicker…he smiles. His hand moves down her tummy to her mound. Ever so slowly his finger slips. Breaking her spell of mortification was her teacher’s voice. “Sorry, Victoria, you have to put your hands all the way across the desk, and please don’t move them once I begin.” Victoria, with her face lowered to the desk, looked over her shoulder at her teacher, who now stood to her left side and slightly behind. She had meant to look into his eyes and plead that she should not be spanked as she stood bent over like this, but his eyes were elsewhere. She saw how he was looking down at her long. The warm day was rapidly becoming hot. Yet another thing to wind me up.The starting pistol sounded and we were off. The sprinters raced across the school field. I wasn’t even going to try to match them. Then came the fast runners. I started running at the pace I had ran the previous Monday when I was also working off my frustrations. I reached the other side of the school field at the tail end of the fast runners and ahead of the pack.The first side of the squarish course contained a gentle.