I told her I wanted to take her this time to her appointment but she had to do what I said. I told her if she did I would treat her to a shopping trip...to her favorite store. She reluctantly agreed when I told her she actually had not option. During sex the night before she told me she had another fantasy about her doctor and laying on the table totally exposed to his touch and stare. I could tell as she was extra wet even before sex. Before we left the house I told her one more thing....she. He thenpulled her face-down over his thighs. Looking up at the group of boys who had dutifullyfollowed, he picked one out. "Pedro, she always looking down her nose at you. Want to geteven?" Lara felt the rough cloth of the Hispanic boy's t-shirt rub against her hip as he got downon his knees next to her. A callused hand groped her ass for a moment before smacking it hard. A second blow soon followed the first. As the spanking picked up speed and ferocity, Lara twisted and shook on. ”“Then I think that’s the answer,” Charlie said. “Claire?”“Agreed. Though I’d like to help in his recovery!”I chuckled, “As much fun as that would be, waiving that rule is probably not a good idea.”“Boring Bob would have a freaking heart attack if he had ANY clue about The Club!” Claire exclaimed.I nodded, “While that’s true, ‘Boring Bob’ helps keep us out of trouble with nosy government busybodies. Shall we enjoy the evening?”“Yes!” Claire smirked.“I meant Guys’ Night and Girls’ Night. She pressed her body against mine, pleased with my reaction. Warmth seeped into me, chasing away the chill. Her scent encompassed me in a perfume of vanilla, cut with burnt sugar. I wrapped my arms around her, crushing her against me as I held tight, like a desperate man clinging to a life preserver. I didn’t want the darkness anymore. I wanted warmth, I wanted light. I wanted her. “Do you feel it?” she whispered, her mouth next to my ear. I gasped when her lips grazed my lobe. “This feeling….