She was the type that talked about all her problems as though they were the worst issues anyone had to ever face. In sum, she was a drama queen. This ...ssue, however, was valid... "I broke up with my boyfriend this weekend." They were together for two years. She was on the verge of tears. A couple of guys were conveniently at the right place at the right time to console her. They desperately wanted her, and I could see their angle. I didn't really care because we hated each other. Her and I. What are you doing up?" I asked, trying to be friendly after scaring the hell out of her. I was also trying my best to ignore how she was dressed, or not dressed (much), as it turned out. She was wearing a short t-shirt. I wondered if that was a concession to the company they had. I didn't try to see if there were any clothes below the t-shirt. You know, like panties?"Well, I heard you up and I was also looking for Lisa. Whenever we have company like this, she usually sleeps with Heather and. Brenda welcomed me in wearing a yellow robe. Steve was in the bedroom at the time. He yelled, "I'll be right out buddy!" I made myself comfortable on the couch. I noticed Brenda's robe wasn't quite wrapped up completely, and I could get a glimpse of he chocolate nipples she straightened up a little bit. Naturally my dick got hard. I was interrupted when Steve walked in and perched himself on their love seat across from where I was sitting. Both seemed oblivious to Brenda's nipped peeking out of. Bend over the desk young lady. Miss Jones, will you do the honor?"So here I was again with my bottom in the air. It was clear that Miss Jones had not done this before because the first swat just clipped me, but the second cracked home on an area that was still very tender from Friday. It made me jump. I resettled myself. I had taken all five when Clara said, "one extra." Miss Jones gave this smack with maximal effort. It made me jump up and gasp.The next thing I heard Miss Jones say, "Oh my.