Her forwardness shocked him, but her voice didn’t sound sarcastic or upset as she added, "That’s a shame Dad, because we've been talking about it ...ince the night we got ice cream, and she needs a man, like really really bad, and we had you picked out as the primary target. It would be a hot show to stream, and I would actually be totally ok with it, maybe even join you guys.”He thought for a minute, choosing his next words carefully. He had decided to let things blow over, but after his. " Yes Ma'am, sorry Ma'am. I am standing at attention with my back straight, shoulders back and with my hands behind my back." And why are you standing at attention?" U...because you told me to Ma'am." Sarah caught herself just in time and cringed slightly, hoping she had not caused herself more trouble."Well simple minds provide simple results I suppose. You are standing at attention because you are in the presence of a superior. From what I have seen in this short time I think you will be hard. I went to the PTA meetings and volunteered for various good causes. Even my sex life was average since my husband and I made love every Thursday night and Sunday morning. Perfectly average; at least until I had an experience that changed my life.I was coming home on a Thursday night after an out of town business trip. I was running late and knew that I would not get home until after the k**s were in bed. I still had another hour drive ahead of me but I had a problem. I had to pee so bad! I. “I — I don’t know!” she whimpered.“Beg me for it, slut! You know you want it; you want to know what it feels like don’t you?”She spread her legs wider, her whole regalia now on display, gaping at me, egging me on like a bitch in heat.“Ohhhh! Pl — please, yes! Please use the hairbrush on my naughty bottom!”Not wanting to lose the moment, I picked up her wooden-backed hairbrush and laid it flat on her left buttock. She jumped in anticipation at the touch of the cool wood. I chuckled; then I.