I had started off the night being at my ex gfs house looking at her sexy underwear thinking how it would feel etc. so, having just started a new job I...felt it was time to relax a little while she was out working (from 10pm til 6am). from this simple thought I became massively aroused and started trying on her underwear, make up, and even a wig that was in the apartment. soon enough, I was looking like a slutty crossdresser.I thought enough was enough and started making my way onto the street. She lived with her mother. By the end of the evening, we exchanged phone numbers.We would get together from time to time—going for a drive, getting dinner somewhere and so on. Sometimes I would stop in where she worked, and we would keep each other company. I would sit at a table near frozen sandwiches and microwave ovens while she worked the counter nearby. When she wasn’t at work one time when I stopped in, one of her coworkers told me she was in the hospital, so I stopped up to visit. But before too long, it was indeed the norm. Disease had been almost wholly eradicated and those few that still had transmission vectors were cured. Pregnancy was highly regulated with a combination of contraceptive prevention drugs available to both sexes with 100% efficacy, and easily reversible fertility and infertility treatments provided at no risk. With the dangers of casual encounters all but reduced to nil, old hangups began to melt away. A lessening of age-old repression led to more. Secretly, this was Thomas' favorite part of the entire proceedings, the moment where the panties were removed. He thought Michaela's ass was exquisite, and was relishing the idea of him being allowed to – no, being required to – paddle it momentarily.Thomas' pause was only a couple seconds, but it felt like an eternity to Michaela, who was determined not to cry out like a little girl when she received her spanking.He raised the paddle into the air and brought it down swiftly and firmly on her.