In the excitement of foreplay, the punishment had slipped off my head. I was reminded of the punishment when my ass cheeks were hit with a wooden scal... (which I later came to know about). He asked me to count and after it was 8 he reasoned the spanks as the number of times I touched him while stripping.After he punishment session, he planted kisses on my back he rubbed my clit over my panty.I closed my thighs tightly. No sooner I did that he removed his fingers and stopped kissing. I begged him. .." I murmured. He bit my nipple. "Oh James!" I moaned. My leggings were soaked through. He pushed me back onto my couch, his lips not leaving my nipples. He trailed kisses down my bell, and he rubbed my clit through my pants, smiling at my moans. "Babe, you're so wet!" He pulled my leggings off, and rested my legs on his shoulders. "You smell good." He pulled off my undies, my shaved pussy in front of him. "I wonder if you taste good." He wrapped his tongue around my clit and sucked. "Oh my. Usually, when they find out there's someone they have no power over, their marbles go rolling on the floor."Some get lonely, because they think nobody else like them exists. This brings on a different kind of madness. It has the same net affect. You watch them looking for their shooters on the floor."The women, they're a different story. Depends on what they want. A tiny fraction grab men or women for themselves and play. Them we can catch quickly since they tend to be like the looney men. Some. Let’s just keep this going!”“Deal!” I said. “Just remember the downside here - we have twelve months to find enough replacement revenue for Waukesha to keep Tom and Debbie employed.”“Speaking of which, your sister will be here at 2:30pm so that you can meet the two finalists for Zeke’s old job. Once he’s full time on installation and on-site support, that will free up Mario and Cindi to do even more selling.”“Good. What about the programmer?”“I wasn’t happy with any of the résumés,” Dave said..