I should probably stop concerning myself with such minutiae, but I couldn’t. I wanted to be in command.I sat up and removed my shirt. I wasn’t sur... about the jeans. I may unintentionally halt proceedings. Sally had to be the one to get my cock out. Looks like it’s going to be turns each, when it should all be about me.I caught Sally’s eye. “Let me have a go,” I mouthed silently to her. Once she complied, I mouthed, “Go sit on her face.” And gave a conspiratorial wink. She moved and I moved. "Come here, baby." I walked over and she took me across her lap. Next thing I knew she was giving me a spanking with her open hand. I was shocked and had nowhere to go and nothing to cover myself with. By the time I had a chance to react it was over. I would say she swatted me a good dozen or so times. I felt a quick sting with each swat and no real harm was done. "It's a good thing I didn't know ahead of time or I would have brought my paddle along." I tensed up and she decided I needed a few. “So what happened?”“There were other issues,” Jayne said after a pause, not really wanting to elaborate.“Fair enough,” Jocelyn said, catching the hint. “So I’m guessing it’s been a while for you,” she added, making it more of a statement than a question.“You could say that,” Jayne said, the look on her face saying far more than her words.“You know, I saw some nice-looking guys down in the lobby bar on my way up here,” Jocelyn replied, a suggestive grin on her face. “Maybe you could give one of. First I set the oven so it would be hot when I needed it. Next I had to wash and peel some potatoes, Joyce had shown me how to do this the other day so I was soon off and running. I decided to get all the chopping done there and then, to save time later, so I did the onions and the carrots too. Pretty soon I had a pot of quartered potatoes bubbling away in some salted water. I moved on to the next bit and began sautéing the chopped onions and carrots.I realised that without even thinking about.