” He hands me a small bag from the ladies clothing store next door. He somewhat smugly says “Please accept this as my personal thank you for makin... my visit such a pleasure. I’d like to see you soon, how about lunch next week?” And he walks away…. Again! Damn, this guy is bold! But I like his confidence. I open the bag to find a lovely dark blue top, with a bit a gold trim giving it a nautical theme. Size 2, this guy knows what he’s doing. I look at the tag, where he had removed the price. I. He, Peter I mean, didn't ever spank me, never. It was... ah, Ralph who did it, Peter just watched."You could have knocked me over with a feather. "Ralph? You're shitting me Jewel, Ralph? For Christ's sakes he was the friggin butler. Don't tell me, 'the butler did it'." I had to laugh at the thought of this prim and proper lady laid out over Ralph's lap getting her ass spanked while her husband watched and probably jerked off."Bill? Please don't tell Cary what I told you, not ever, please."Don't. And he needed to be right for her in every way imaginable.“Hmm, hmm,” Nat added. “Real nice.”“Thank you, Nat,” Rosa said. “You look nice too.” His physique drove her crazy. She felt her panties moistening between her legs. She then lost her train of thought when her eyes landed on a tube-like imprint in his pants. She’d looked at the picture she showed Tim over and over again, but wanted the real thing – to hold it and feel the depth, the stretch inside of her.“Oh, this is my husband Tim,” Rosa. Might as well find a place to plan more on this. I needed to end this and soon, even with Sheila and the nanomites we were going to run out of luck or whatever it was that we seemed to have an abundance of.A movement next to me had me looking up at Sheila. Why I thought does she have a worried look on her face? “Alright,” I asked, “what’s wrong?”“This plan that you have, too many things can go wrong. We are going into the heart of the enemy’s territory. They and not us will have an advantage..