“Ow,” Megan said loudly, then lowered her voice to go on, “But don’t stop.” “Turn around,” I said in husky whisper, “I know what you n...ed.” Megan obeyed and I stood up as she turned. Lifting my wife’s tennis skirt, I gazed worshipfully on her big, toned behind. Then, holding the skirt up with one hand, I raised the other hand and brought it down on her butt cheek with a good, hard slap. “Ah, yes,” she gasped at the sting of my strike. More strokes followed the first, each eliciting a gasp or. Pure bliss! Somewhat shocked by the sudden cold of the water, for a split second I thought I might go into shock. By this time my nipples were hard as rocks, and I was becoming extremely aroused, my heart thudding in my chest like a jackhammer. I recieved an overwhelming tingling sensation in my vagina. My clitoris started pulsating and became hard.I was beside myself. I quickly looked around to see who else was around. To my surprise, I found myself all alone on this stretch of lake. Unable. Interestingly, she's been at the bank for nine years, and in the last three she has trained two new hires--two men--who passed her and are now senior loan offers. She might be an asset if we can gain her trust. Anyway, she initially started to process the Dominquez loan at more reasonable terms, but got pushback from the higher ups after the first draft. When she voiced her concern, the application was moved to one of the senior loan officers SHE trained."Richard laid a stack of documents on. I followed with the other case, leaving the front door open so I could come back for the crate. Voyeur is an unpleasant word, and it’s something I try hard not to be. Sadly the line between a fleeting glance and a lascivious stare can be a blurry one, and one that fate seems to delight in tempting me across. I was just congratulating myself for having politely looked away on noticing that Lisa’s nipples – erect with the cold – had been poking through the thin material covering her ample.