“It stings a little, but please keep going.”When we had played with our fingers before, we’d both only used one. Using two felt so tight, but as...my fingers pushed into her slick opening she bit her lip and pressed down. There came a moment when I didn’t think I could go any further. She held her breath and opened wider while I rocked my hand back and forth against her clit.“Yes,” she gasped. “Keep doing that.”She was rubbing me as our hips pushed together. I kissed her as my own arousal grew to. I have had to open the door when people come and visit, you are forgetting to help serve the meals, and you haven’t been keeping the car cleaned.” She said. “What do you have to say about this?” “I will do a better job, ma’am.” I said, role-playing the part. “You better do a better job, otherwise I will fire you.” “Please don’t fire me.” I said. “How can I make it up to you?” “I think a good spanking would help you remember your duties around here.” “But I am a grown man!” I protested. “Not a. .. but she was also a vigorous woman who enjoyed a good fucking on a regular basis. Once she'd allowed me that most intimate pleasure, it was and always has been an active part of our sex life. I am grateful that chastity or denial of affection have never been her means of punishing me. I have been spanked countless times and have experienced really severe whippings but I am always welcome back into her bed afterwardThe first time she put me over her knee for a spanking was when I'd initially. ”“I promise I will be.”She went into a stall and locked it. I heard her push her pants down and sit down. Then came the tinkle of her pee hitting the water in the bowl. She peed for a long time, then wiped herself. But when she came out of the stall, her blouse was fully open and her white bra and panties were underneath. Her tummy was flat and her pussy lips were swollen from being aroused.Then she said, “If you’ll be quick, you can fuck me. I have to get back to my squad.”Without saying a.