What’s the matter with him”?“I’m just not sexy enough for him, he’s always wanking sat in his office at the computer, I found loads of pictu...es hidden away in his files. Why does he wank at them when he could be fucking me”?Caroline’s eyes filled with tears at the remembrance of the incident and she fished in her bag for a tissue, Emma put her arms around her and hugged her tight, then kissed her delicately on her lips.“It’s him who has the problem, not you sweetheart. Dry your tears here comes. She cocked her head, trying to pick up everything."I got home before they did Saturday night, and my mother just reeked of sex, and so did Dad, but they were different smells. It's as if they didn't have sex with each other." Do you think they did?" I asked Mom the next morning, and she didn't deny it. She and Dad spent the evening with another couple, a Danny and Devlin."Devlin felt a bolt of fear shoot through her. She hastily returned to her locker, her mind whirling. Word would get all over. She was even more beautiful than he remembered. He had been waiting for her for a long time. He leant over and kissed her cheek. “I have missed you, Little Blossom,” he said softly.Sparky climbed into his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and started kissing him. She rocked her crotch into his and grinned when she had the desired effect. The loose trousers he wore didn’t stop his erection from making itself know. Sparky rocked into him again, making him groan and grasp her arse and pull her. Somewhere in the middle of it came another solid whack, and when the water flowed away, she was standing there, at the far end of the plug, a grin on her face. I let my anger rise a little. I knew how to play this game, I'd just been avoiding it. I became the rock, and quickly was rising out of it along side her, delivering a solid whack of my own to her stomach.I tried a follow up strike, and she countered that, and suddenly we were back to a more normal bit of stick work. I drover her to her.