What was it that I found so entrancing about her? The girls my age were gawky, bony, skinny faces and big lips sticking out, boobs stuck to them like ...ennis balls glued on a board. Mrs. Lambfinger was... ripe. A fully ripened woman in her 20s (which seemed so mature to me then), lips broad and sensual, blue eyes sensitive and knowing, straight blonde hair cascading down to her arms. Her breasts ample underneath their peach polyester prison, her hips wide and womanly and topped by little love. "This afternoon at the meeting, Jay caught me checking out his ass. I was completely flustered. It's been a while since you've seen me like that." I'm not sure I'd ever seen her flustered."He asked me to join him for a drink at the bar after after the meeting. I hesitated, but I was too taken aback to say no. Then he told me to call my husband and tell him I'd be late. That's when I called and told you not to wait up for me. He was standing there and I could feel his breath on the back of my. ” Madge was cross. “Yes” he said reluctantly. Madge said to Zoe “so, you used the cane a few times I understand.” “Yes, I had to. It was the best way to keep control. You were right there Mum,” she added, smiling at Susie. Susie said to me “Well, Marty, please go upstairs and bring the cane down, and a strap. Hurry please.” I didn’t argue. There was no use, and even less use when I knew the cane was going to be in easy reach. When I got back there had. Every flaw corrected, as he turned into a perfect greek statue. Instinct kicked, and he ran to the to the bounded piece of treacherous - while seductive - monster still glaring behind his shoulder."Stop gaping like a bloody tree stump, and turn her around ! Unless you want to become a stony tree yourself."He could've found a more witty insult, if he wasn't all manners of complications. Probably. As tight as he could —which was far from secure, counting the strange lubrification the snakes.