I mumbled something to the guys like; I need to get ready for bed now, will be back in a few. I went into the bed room and stripped my clothes off and...put on a red knee length sheer nightie and staggered back in and announced that I now have on my night gown and want one last drink before turning in. We all had another round of wine and both guys kissed and held me tight, as I felt their erect poles against my tummy. I could not believe that I had aroused my son too but knew that I was too far. "After bathing and changing into a royal purple dress she had altered only yesterday in hopes of wearing it for Peter, Lynn strapped on her highest heels and scribbled a note to Gary that a friend was ill and she was going to spend the evening with her, indicating she wasn't sure when she would return, perhaps late.She took just a moment to run a brush through her hair again, wanting it to perfect for her lover and inspecting in the mirror the hem of the dress which was now considerably shorter. I put the bag onthe floor."How long are you going to keep me?" Her squeaky voice asked."You're Hair looks lovely." I said as if I hadn't heard her question,but then I decided to answer anyway. "I don't know yet, probably aweek, give or take a few days." Then what?" Well that depends on whether or not I think I can get a good price foryou."She looked really concerned at that point, understandably. "What's inthe bag?" Not so many questions, you are to be seen not heard." I cracked asmile at. 70 strokes, 62 to go, that was impossible. Bad girls recieved 10 or 12 but 70!? Her thoughts were interrupted by a stroke to the soft place where her butt became her thigh. She leaned down to the bed arched her back and lifted her leg in response. She couldn’t hold back the sobs anymore. The woman’s aim was to make her cry, make her ashamed of what she did, and make her beg for forgiveness. Only then was the lesson taught. The 10 stroke landed she screamed and then shamefully said, “M-ma’am,”.