I spotted a bar from distance, I walked to it, opened the door and got in, it was almost empty except for a few people in there, I walked to the bar, ...sked the bartender if they were still open, he said they were and I still had a couple of hours for some drinks if I wanted to.I sat at the bar, ordered a drink and started a chat with the bartender, he was a good looking guy of early thirties, he offered the second drink on the house for free, we were getting really into a nice chat, an open one. .hihihi well i do''''can you stay in these as we watch the tvshow, its fun , i like you in my panty ''''...yeah ok its weird tho''''no its not , your boxer are boring anywais''''here i think you need a camisole to match your cute panty''drunk and smooth pantied in a small camisole , i went with my gf in the living roomboth dress similarshe was giggling touching my ass saying her panty looked fabulous on my shaved bodyshe made me feel so freaking sexy for her i coudnt believe her wanting to do. We feel each other's emotions. It is a gift that Emmy gave us many years ago. We are an open book to each other. She's fifty-five and already past menopause. I'm forty-five and still horny. It doesn't matter. She is still the same enthusiastic bed partner; still the soft and lovely girl of my dreams. Age will never wither her beauty; nor slow down her sex drive, apparently, thank goodness.She lay on the bed with that Mona Lisa smile of hers, her soft round little body still lovely after all. She laid these next to the paddle."Mr. Olson only spanked me with the paddle!" I protested. "You aren't going to use the riding crop and cane on me, are you?" As I said before, I am not Mr. Olson, and yes I am going to spank you with the paddle, riding crop, and cane. Things change."Now I wasn't sure why agreed to a spanking from Miss Olson. But I knew I deserved a spanking from her, so I said, "When I agreed to the spanking I didn't know that it would be on the bare with the paddle, riding.