You still make me hotter than a two dollar pistol." Oh my! That woman does wonders my ego and my self-esteem!We gathered up our stuff and made ready t... leave. One of the newer department heads, a prissy thing in her 50s, who probably hadn't been laid in 20 years, asked why we were leaving so early. Amy piped up, "We're going home so I can fuck my wife dry, but she's never once dried up in 10 years."I almost died! I wanted to crawl under a table and hide. I have a much greater sense of propriety. Are you listening?” she asked giving Marsha half a dozen firm spanks on each already reddened bottom cheek. “Yes” Marsha gasped. “I want you to send Ellie a text message telling her when she gets back she is going to get a spanking for being so rude to you. OK?” Another half dozen spanks followed on each bottom cheek. “Yes I will Mrs Howard. Please stop.” “Don’t be silly Marsha. I said I was going to spank you, so what do you expect me to do now?” “Spank me” Marsha said with a sob. . Her seasoned eyes saw the hurt, the anger, the ... rejection. But there wasn’t anything she could do. She tried to talk to him. She told him to stay after class one day.“Bobby,” she said, her voice pleading.He faced away from her.“Bobby, please. We need to talk about this.”He looked at his watch.“I need to get to my next class,” he said, to his watch.She sighed.“Go,” she said.He left.She understood that he was angry and frustrated, and it had to have come from their momentary loss of control.. Spotting a row of cloths hooks across from the shower stall he strolls over taking off the dinner jacket he’s wearing, and deposits it on a hook. Undoing his cufflinks he starts rolling up his sleeves in anticipation of what’s to come. He realizes that his shirt will end up soaked anyway, but while he is not exactly ashamed of his body, neither is he dying to show it off, especially in the glaring white light of this bathroom. He turns just in time to see her walk through the door and stop..