Her hips were twitching up to meet each and every thrust that the dog made, and he was humping into her twice as fast as any man could. The dog wasn't...taking long strokes like a man, but once he had his long cock into her he made short thrusting jabs seemingly trying to get in even deeper. Kim was squealing and murmuring to the dog, urging him on, and them she started to pant. It was as if she couldn't get enough air, and then I realized that she was coming over and over again, digging her. ‘It is way too early in the evening for me to have any more to drink.’ ‘You should let me take you out later.’ Every alarm in Angela’s head went off. ‘Do you think that would be wise? If we are going to have a business relationship, it wouldn’t be professional to meet socially.’ He grinned wolfishly. ‘I could take my business elsewhere so that I could enjoy your company.’ ‘Oh you are a very bad man.’ ‘You have no idea how bad a man I can be.’ He reached out and took her hand and kissed her. Beat me as you see fit.’ Her accent is Liverpudlian. After all this time I am still captivated by her voice, her body – I love her… but she must still be taught a lesson. I move the stool into the centre of the room. She casts me a glance of apprehension… to no avail. ‘Bend over the stool – I am going to give you three very hard strokes of the slipper… like the teachers used to give us!’ She bends over the stool, her body tightening. I grip the plimsoll in my right hand and bring it down hard. I had a quick look around and saw there were only two women in there, sat on a bench together talking. They both were sat with their towels on their knees, covering their intimate parts.I said hello and went and sat on the other bench and let my towel fall down to my knees too. When in Rome, so to speak!After a short time I could feel my eyes were heavy and so I closed them and started to relax. I was drifting off, when I heard a noise, that made me open them and sit up. One of the women had.