Finally, I dropped my hands down to my waist and quickly took my panties down, revealing my freshly waxed, naked pussy. Now that I was naked before hi..., I put my hands back behind my back and thrust my naked breasts out towards him. He told me to come with him as he walked past me and down a hallway. I followed him to a room in the back of his house. It was probably once a second bedroom, but at first glance it more resembled an exercise room. Except that instead of exercise equipment, the room. Vince responded to her: "You got that right." She laughed and looked at him with narrowed eyes: "I was referring to the manual." "Oh, OK, yeah there is a lot and most of it doesn't mean shit when you actually get on the floor and sell." He walked around to the back of the couch, and got directly behind her, looking down at her and the papers. "Which section are you studying now?" he said, leaning closer toward her head. Then she did something that gave me the creeps. She pointed to the bottom. They had discussed the scenario, the type of punishment and the administering of it, and they had agreed on a safe word to be used to call a halt to proceedings. They had also agreed that no sexual activity would take place between them. Gina had been adamant that she didn’t want sex and that inappropriate touching was also out of the question. Everything had been well planned in advance and now the time had finally arrived. Gina took her time as she undressed out of her own clothes and slipped. She was not averse to his advances, their lips welding together as the years rolled back and they were young once again in the barn where once they had had a moment of bliss all those years ago. He lay her back on the soft rug, his fingers exploring her body, easing off her wet pale-blue knickers, tossing them away as un-necessary as she eagerly opened her legs to the man`s newly re-erect column, without ado his tool slid into the wet chamber of her sex, no eye rolling, no screams, it lodged.