She turned her head back just a little and said, "I need you to spank me, Mr. Mann." I began by giving her bottom a few quick light swipes with just ...y fingers, five or six to one cheek then to the other, just to see how she would react. She remained perfectly still saying nothing. Then with no warning, I gave her a firm smack with my whole hand one to each side. She jumped just slightly but remained solidly in position. I paused a few seconds then began to spank her bottom with consistent. "Hey, you going to stand there all day and make me do the work, or are you going to help? This show was your idea, you know."Alan turned and quirked an eyebrow at Beth, a woman he'd hired some months ago to help out after he'd volunteered to donate flowers to a new hospital wing. While no supermodel, Beth was quite attractive, even with the addition of potting soil smeared here and there. Her long brown hair was tied back in a pony tail, and her thin tank-top and short cut-offs displayed her. He gently caressed my bottom as he lubed up my entrance. He moved in close behind me and slid his stiff cock up and down my crack, like he was searching for a way inside. I felt the tip of his head touch my opening and was a little scared when he started to penetrate me. He held my hips and gradually worked it inside me. It hurt for a few seconds as he entered, but I soon found myself leaning back toward him to get more of his dick inside of me.He pulled me toward him and slipped it in deeper. “Ummm….I guess so? I knew this day was coming….but tomorrow? That’s awful sudden!”“It sure is.” I agreed. “Do you want to talk about it?”“I think so, but…..I should put dinner on…so after….?” She replied hesitantly.I went over and held her gently. “I’ll be there with you and I’ll do anything I can to help you through this. You know that don’t you?”I felt her head nod against my chest, and her arms wrapped around me and squeezed. “I’ll need you tomorrow.”“This is not my place but….would you like.