I just stood there with one hand on my hip and a sly grin on my face. "Were you doing what I think you were doing?" I said with a large hint of sarcas...."Uh....This isn't....it's not..." He looked defeated and he obviously gave up. "I guess so." Well then, don't let me stop you." I sat down at his desk and pretended to play with my fingernails. I purposely sat the way I did so Matt could have a clear view of my gleaming pussy and my right breast. He looked genuinely shocked but after a minute of. " Two weeks later, they had been married. After 55 years of marriage, they both loved each other, and sharing each other. They were also best friends.The only thing that was missing, was that Van and Val had both graduated. Val had got married, and moved to another state, and was as happy as she could be, and expecting her first baby. Van had gone on, to get her Master's Degree, and was working in a job that required her to have several clearances, for security. Both had promised to come back. This simply wasn’t going to work. I couldn’t force myself on her and if she didn’t relax at least a little, then she’d never feel any better and I might get frustrated.I held out one hand, palm up, waiting for her to take it or do something else, even if it was running from me.She glanced at my hand and it was almost a minute before she relaxed and tentatively slipped her hand out from hiding and placed it in mine.I felt a sudden rush, as if some drug had made it into my system, and the instant. I couldn't wait to show her a real flogging. But I did want her to welt. I wanted her to feel it tomorrow, as a reminder of who she was. I brought it down again across her ass and she stifled a scream and jumped. That's better. It was firm but I was pleased. The flogger I'd chosen was 'thuddy' rather that 'whippy'. It wouldn't have hurt. I worked my way up her ass to her lower back, criss-crossing her skin with red welts. Then back down again over her ass and down the back of her thighs. She.