“Bath. Mmm sounds wonderful. You’re going to join me right?” I ask her. “Perhaps. Now get naked.” She tells me with a laugh. “Gladly.”...I reply as I quickly remove all my clothes and start heading towards the bathroom. “I see Stuart spanked your ass again tonight huh?” she asks me. I can’t help but rub my ass as I ask, “What is it still red?” “Yes it is and I bet still sore.” She tells me. “Just a little.” I tell her. “Good.” She responds as she slaps my ass hard. “OW” I yell out. I began rubbing her thighs, always stopping closer and closer to her mound. I could hear her breathing becoming a little faster as I kissed to her chest and began licking slowly around one perky nipple before sucking it into my mouth, beginning to suckle and flick my tongue over it. She gave a suprised gasp as I did this, arching her back slightly, forcing more of her breast into my mouth. As I sucked her nipple, I let my hand trail all the way up to the soft lips of her pussy and began. It had been no better for Hank.Studying oil samples he had imagined a sudden flash of donkey-cum, thick and hot as the heated oil, and his cock had thrust up big as one of the test tubes in the lab.The two men discussed this problem of the instant, unexpected hard-on and wondered how long the condition would last.They figured that what they needed was a woman or two, to get their lust well drained and to get their minds back to things more normal and controllable than bestiality.They'd looked. "Sir?" I quickly said."Yes?" What's today's date?" January 11th." What year?" 1984."I pulled into the apartment complex still trembling from the news that it was 1984. How did it happen? The bigger question was what should I do now? Should I live as John Coleman, history teacher?The two-story Palisades Apartments never looked so good. Of course, it was only a couple of years old instead of the twenty-five years that I remembered. Fortunately, the parking spots were marked with the apartment.