She asked if she could borrow one of my t-shirts to sleep in and I said yes of course. To my amazement, as soon as I had handed her my t-shirt, she to...k off the top she was wearing giving me a glorious view of her breasts which are a full d-cup size at least. I stood there bewildered and my mouth went suddenly dry. She certainly took her time fumbling around with my t-shirt before wearing it leaving me there dumbstruck. My shirt was obviously too large for her and covered her to her mid-thighs. I pulled into the driveway, grabbed the bags from the bakery store and got out of the car. I walked up to the front door and wondered a little as I noticed that the door was slightly open. "James?" I asked. I walked into the kitchen and placed the bags close to the sink. I wrinkled my forehead. I wasn't really thinking of anything bad that moment. He still could be under the shower. I walked over to the bathroom and walked in. Nothing. He wasn't there - but he was a few minutes ago. The smell. “Now keep that mouth open wide, while I push them fully in.” I did as I was told.“Are they all in?” she enquired.I nodded.“Now close your mouth, and suck on them, whilst I beat your peachy cheeks, until you’ve learned your lesson,” she laughed.I then felt the first of many whacks on my arse, from her plimsoll. It was clear, that it was light for her to handle, so she could easily raise it above her head, and bring it down with force repeatedly, with speed, and little effort, but with maximum. ..”“Huh, it’s always the quiet ones you have to watch out for isn’t it.” Karla said, almost to herself in a musing tone.“Sorry?”“Never mind.” She said hurriedly. Jason could have sworn she blushed a little. Her porcelain skin coloured the faintest tint of rose. “Anyway, do you want my advice?”“Sure.” He said neutrally.“Don’t try and be logical - even if you have a point, you won’t get anywhere with that tact.”“But we are both to blame if you think about it -” Jason said, beginning to feel.