She lay the strap beside her and pulling me closer quickly unbuckled my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles. My ample cock sprang to life and mad... a tent in my underwear. “Is that because of me?” Sandi asked, as she stared at the bulge. “ Normally, I would be flattered but lets see if he still feels that way in a few minutes.” She pulled down my underwear and had me leave them in a pile on the ground along with my shorts. Sandi placed me across her lap and stared to deliver crisp spanks. It was short and helped that hot day. It wentwell with my gown and when I saw myself in it...and the coat, Iwished a few things, first I wished it was not so hot; even with theAC going full blast it was too hot to wear that coat too long. SecondI wished I had some place to go in it, and third; I wished I couldwear something like this more often (I'm referring to the gown). Itook a picture of me in it for my scrap book and I look at it alot.).All too soon I had to change out of the gown because. He was gone from the bath when I came back and I cannot say whether I was more relieved or disappointed about him being gone.That night, when Scott got back from his last night of work, we had a celebration of sorts. I drank to my new freedom and Scott drank to steal his nerves for heading off to basic. Dad joined us late in the game and soon we were all drunk and dad told Scott to show me what it was that he worked on.Scott had learned how to fix medical equipment and a lot of the things. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, pot or that she just felt so damn sorry for him but she let her legs open up a little to allow him to reach up further. She stopped kissing him at this point, shook her head and said in a weeping broken voice “No, Dale what are you doing” and pushed him away. Dale still sobbing and said “Kay, I don’t know” She looked at me, she was still crying and wiping the tears from her eyes and cheeks then she pushed hair out of her face and back over her shoulders. Kay.