"Just how long have you been having sex young lady?" "For about a year and a half now and it all started when Mom had the doctor put me on the pill to...regulate my periods and we had our little talk about guys trying to get into my pants as she put it. I also know that she doesn't treat you right in bed because why else would you watch those XXX rated tapes." You know about them." Yes and when you and her went out I watched them wishing it was you and me having sex like that", she said as she. When she finished she washed her face then without thinking dragged herself into the bedroom and dropped down on the bed. The tears came again, the bed where they had made such love and so often until recently she would now occupy alone in the long nights. Even now she felt his kiss, the touch of his hand on her breast and then his gentle stimulation of her clitoris. ‘Made love! Yes, perhaps that is what it was. The child I have never been able to conceive, the child Mark and I had wanted so. I know this because in the old days she didn't care what I saw, and occasionally slobbed around in her underwear, but now she was working as well, I had to help with keeping house - which meant doing the washing - and I was under strict instructions not to put her 'delicates' in the washing machine; hand wash only.So I got to handle her lingerie in my impressionable early teens.Yes, Mum had switched from underwear to 'lingerie', as well as stockings on her legs, and high heels on her feet. . “I didn’t spank you a third time,” Kiwi admitted.“Oh, I am sorry, I didn’t notice sir, Please go ahead,” she waited and closed her eyes.This time I heard a much louder swat across her ass. Kiwi had put a little English on his paddle that time and brought it down hard enough that Candy’s eyes shot open wide and she hissed.“Three, thank you sir!”“You like being spanked like that?” he asked and did it again. This time there wasn’t as much surprise in her eyes from the sizzle of the paddle across.