I had some business in San Diego about a month ago. I went to the closest late closing bar and met a beautiful woman. I even walked her home. But chic...ened out at the last moment. Couldn't bring myself to ask her to take me up to her place. So I got nothing but a bag of regrets. Not even a hug or a peck on the cheek.I had some more business in San Diego this week. And went back to the same bar. I really was secretly hoping to find the woman again. I knew it was hopeless. But I had to try.I. I sob this out to you as I stand in front of you. You can tell I really do understand my recklessness and its possible negative outcome. But you also know that I do need to be spanked to reinforce the message, and to give me the sexual release which my being distraught is bringing on.You put your hand around my waist and lower me over your lap. I must hold the hairbrush in my hand until you are ready to use it. This is what I always have to do when getting more than a hand spanking. As you. She knew he enjoyed the view. After we finished working Renee brought us a couple beers. She sat on the stairs right in front us. While Brian and I stood in front of her, we were all talking. I knew I had to do something to get this going, so I pointed out to Brian at the view we were getting of her small lace panties. Brian commented that he wouldn't mind seeing more! Renee smirked devilishly and opened her legs a little more and said is this better... We both could clearly see her panties. .." He said. It wasn't even the way he said it - it was just that he said it with the utmost, heart-felt sincerity that just made me melt inside. I laid on his back for several minutes, letting my breathing return to normal and (hopefully) letting my face return to its normal color before I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and rolled off to let him up. He just laid there with a smile on his face and, I think, a "knowing" grin on his face. This was that uncomfortable moment of silence,.