“Didn't I just tell you that you had to do what we told you to do,” Kate said and laughed again.“Yeah, you said something,” Troy said.“Then ...hut up,” Kate replied, “and do it.”Kate stuck her hand up under his dress shirt and pulled it out, “Let's get those clothes off,” she said.Kate grinned at Troy and began unbuttoning his shirt.Stephanie undid his belt and unbuttoned his trousers.“Why did I have to dress up if you were going to take my clothes off?” Troy asked again.“Shut up,” Stephanie said. It was interesting because I knew Carol. She was a very sexy looking MILF who stood 5ft 6 ins tall, with a slim body dominated by a large rack of DD-cup tits. She had short wavy black hair that framed a beautiful face which was often smiling. I'd often wondered what she would look like naked.I was troubled because of two things. Firstly, she was the senior girls sports mistress at my school; and secondly I had dated her 17 year old daughter Kelly on a couple of occasions.I spoke to Ling about. Years earlier, I'd have probably even found the thought totally absurd, if not downright discusting. But now, age perhaps, and an entirely different attitude about such things, especially as I did work with a guy who was completely and totally gay. I had surprised myself, finding him to be quite likeable and friendly, and never once had he made me feel uncomfortable in knowing that, knowing he was gay. Nor was he as they say stereotypical in that regard either. If you didn't know he was gay .... "Here, use this," DC said, holding up a slipper.Hal took it, stroking Angie's butt gently with it, then SMACK!, Angie arched her back as the slipper landed across her buttocks, then again as the next stroke turned her butt cheek pink. A third stroke and the other butt cheek matched the first, burning fiercely as Angie wriggled futilely.Hal passed the slipper to Rod, who went easy on her. Still swinging hard enough to make her gasp for all three strokes, but without the power of Hal. DC had no.