I was having a pleasant dream and you woke me saying something like, "No, Dennis." What was that all about?"Jenny could feel her face blush, then flus...ed, "You were holding me and having a good dream?" She looked intently into his eyes changing her focus from one to the other. There was a long silence as she tried to read his mind. Finally, she said, "Jerry, I'll do anything you want me to do. I can't take back what I've done, but if you want me to talk about Dennis you're going to have to hold. The loud crack of wood against flesh rang in my ears. I gasped, trembled as my body slid forward on the table from the force of the swat, unable to stop my forward motion with my hands. However, my knees did not buckle.Another loud crack and again I cried out, unable to stop a moan from escaping my tightly pursed lips. I was trying to be grown up and hide my pain.I swallowed hard and tried to brave. The paddle slammed into my butt and I vocalized my pain letting loose with a high-pitched. Or, imagine what other people might see! And, when we're sitting at the restaurant you can accidently drop your napkin and..."Fuck me. I actually felt a slight pulse in my cock. Cassie obviously did, too."Oooh, see?"Her hand squeeze was very exciting. But her promised reward was a huge incentive. I brought the full might of my powerful self interest to bear.Cassie climaxed again about twenty minutes later.Following the mesmerizing sway of her dancer's ass was an exercise in erotic frustration.. Already I found myself anticipating the moment the lights went down. Nervously I grabbed a handful of popcorn, washing it down as Violet held our cup. It was sweet, in a way, and I found myself smiling shyly at her before quickly turning my gaze towards the screen.“Cute,” she commented, her voice just loud enough to hear. A moment later, I felt her hand resting on my thigh, warm against my bare skin, just below my skirt, her thumb sliding absently along the hem, repeating the motion, each time.