She walked down that narrow walkway to the stage, really nothing more than a slightly raised platform. When she got there, she stopped and started dan...ing. My beautiful wife danced and gyrated her hips to the music while she caressed herself with her hands. Her face gradually transformed from a frightened grimace with her eyes half hidden to her shiny lips curling into a half smile. By the time her hands began a slow trip to her hips, the tip of Michelle’s tongue had just peeked out and wet her. " Oh, I know, but this is waaay past crazy ... anyway, do what you need to do. We got you covered." Thanks, buddy!" Yeah, okay, 'boss' but we were engineers and he was first among equals. "I appreciate you lettin' me cry on your shoulder."Four o'clock came and at four fifteen I was walking through the gate to my car, chatting with my co-workers."Having your daughter around kinda cuts into your nookie time, don't it?" one said."Nina and I get our time, buddy. Sandy knows people need time alone.. Like a small boy being caught in the act of stealing candy from the jar, he began to speak, "I'm sorry, I-I-I."Katie said, "You have nothing to be sorry about, looking at a women's boobs is normal, especially for a young man like you." I know, but you are a married woman, one who has opened up her home to me and I shouldn't have been looking." Tommy, I don't mind, as a matter of fact, it makes me feel good that a young man would still look at an old body like." Mrs. Mills, there is nothing old. “There will be more of that later. But first we need to finish that spanking I promised you,” he said as he slapped my ass a few times. It felt weird and arousing with the butt plug in. Each blow pushed and moved it inside of me. The stinging from the spanking earlier had faded and I found that I missed that heat in my ass. I was looking forward to the next part of my punishment. I pushed my ass toward him asking for more. “Such a naughty girl,” he murmured. “We’ll see how much you enjoy this.