I decided to see if he was the tease.I said, “OK mister off with your top or are you just teasing?”He didn't hesitate and pulled off his shirt rev...aling his naked muscular chest. Where this was going I wasn't sure. It was his move now. He looked me in the eyes and said, “OK, I don't think you will do it, but why don't you take those pants off.”He was daring me to go further. I was breathing hard and even though common sense said to stop I had to go on. I stood up and released the drawstring on. ‘Hmmm – I’m afraid I don’t think it’s going to get better any time soon!’ I could hear her smiling as she said this, with a mixture of laughter and sympathy in her voice.She started to spank me.Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!She began with a slow and steady rhythm, alternating cheeks – firm, tactile spanks that were firm, but not too uncomfortable. At least not to start with!Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!‘What would the other girls think if they could see you now, hmmm? Little Miss. She gazed down at him, both glad and sorry that he'd let go of her. She could breathe, now, but that incredible, crushing sensation was gone, as well. She smiled down at him, knowing that she'd feel it again, hopefully many more times over the coming years.Then she felt sad, realizing that time would eventually tear him away from her, bit by bit, year by year. It always happened.Jake was startled as Béla abruptly climbed off and stood up, facing away from him."You okay?" he asked, concerned. "I. This is not what I had imagined at all. I moved his shirt aside and continued to kiss his chest and neck. He raised my head up and looked into his eyes. “I’m glad you told me that. It’s a wonderful memory for me of that day, but my thoughts were much more of a carnal nature. You’re very sweet, but probably not something I should partake of.” He set me back out of his embrace. Suddenly I felt very cold. Not from the air, but from the distance between us. I was confused. What was he talking.