" I begged to no avail as he smacked my bottom one more time.WHACK! Another blow reigned down on my pantied bottom. My thin panties providedpracticall... no protection from his smacks and my butt felt like it was on fireby now."Come on, you know what to say. Just say you're sorry for calling me a butt headand that you promise to be a good little girl all day. Just say it now."WHACK! This one really hurt and I could feel myself welling up with tears fromboth the pain and the embarrassment. I. But nothing much happened after that.I came back to my house but the story doesn’t end here. A twist is yet to come.After a few days, my mom asked me to deliver some pickles to my aunt’s house in the morning. I went there and saw her alone in the house as usual. I was so excited to see her after so long. I was dying to feel her touch and warmth.I gave her the pickle she kept it on the table. And suddenly, my aunt fainted and was about to fall. I caught her in my arms. She was wearing a. ” Immediately the sales girl left or changing room and came back with same pattern bra of ayesha’s size. It fitted well on her and I must say she looked very beautiful and sexy in that pink bra. I got a few bras packed for her and bought a few lingerie for myself of my hubby’s choice. I always prefer to be the kind of lingerie that my hubby likes to see me in. I was very thankful to that sales girl that she helped me for convincing my daughter and thanks to her that I got wonderful lingerie for. I was glad to be alone with him for a bit. I looked up at him, wishing that he’d somehow want me the way I wanted him. My hand brushed his accidentally, instead of ignoring it, he took my hand. My breath went a little ragged for a while. “You okay?” “Yeah. Just allergies.” I lied quickly. He bought it, thank God! We got to the restrooms finally. “I’ll wait here.” “Oh, you’re not coming in, too?” I teased. “Lotta things can happen in a bathroom, Damien.” I winked, he chuckled. “Oh, and what.