She's probably going to L.A., I thought as I forlornly boarded my plane. I couldn't get the picture of her flushed face and pushpin nipples, erect wit... excitement, out of my head. Luckily, my tray hid the bulge in my pants when the stewardess served me my drink. As soon as she was gone, I headed for the bathroom to quickly whack off, covering my crotch with an issue of 'Elle' which would serve me once I was in the restroom as well. The slot on the first door read 'Unoccupied'. I pushed it open. She yawned and commented with a sarcastic tone, “I see the butler has returned. I like his new uniform. Its very sheik.” Her eyes followed him as he moved to the wardrobe. There he removed a jean shirt. As he did so, the rugby sweater rode up his ass. “Nice ass! A little old, but tight,” she teased. A few steps found him at her side of the bed. “Here put this on, we’ll be even,” he said as he dropped it on the comforter that still covered her. He bent down to kiss her. But Beth stopped him with. This final release for them both lasted several minutes until he fell against her body, and she wrapped him in her arms kissing his head and stroking his back.We left them then. When we watched the tape of the rest of the night, they mainly slept, him in her arms, protected by his mistress. In the early morning, she had him up and between her legs, licking her to a couple more climaxes.She told him when she was sated that if he kept pleasing her in this manner, he would be allowed to fuck her. I examined her closely. She was cleaner now although I could still see traces of red sauce in her hair. I sat silently for a moment, steepling my hands, fingertip to fingertip.“I was forced to punish you this morning,” I told her, “do you know why?”She swallowed hard. “Because I was disobedient, Sir.”“In what way were you disobedient?” I asked her, my voice soft and non-threatening.She blushed as she struggled to put her thoughts into words. “I … errr … played with myself?”This last was said as.