There was a hint if irritation in her eyes. I started to get nervous. Quickly retreating, I said, "It's all right. I mean what you choose to wear is y...ur own business. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry." Jennifer smiled at me. "It's okay Dusty. You're my husband. You have the right to ask me about what I choose to wear. The truth is, Kendall enjoys seeing me in a sexy outfit. He likes it when I occasionally flash a little stocking top while were sitting at a dinner table or riding in his. Not wanting to say the dreaded word out loud, but realizing she had very little control from here on, Amy barely mumbled, “Miss Anderson, I agree to accept a spanking for my poor work at Middlesex High. This is so juvenile; can’t you find another way to punish me?” “I can’t hear you Peabody. Tell me again what you want.” As Peabody mumbled something about a second chance, her principal, in a firm voice, gave the feared response, “No, Peabody. When you act irresponsibly, like a little girl, you. One Evening whilst he was with us my mother received a phone call telling her that her sister was very ill and could she come up to her place as soon as possiable. When our neighbour heard this (his name was Rex) he told my mother that she must go and he would look after me. She agreed and next day packed her bags and left saying to me thar shed phone me when she new more, about comming back.She stopped on the way out to give Rex a spare key and told him shed ring me when she knew what was. “Chad! Oh god! I’m gonna… I’m gonna.”There was a sucking ‘pop’ when his lips parted and he released my pulsating cock. I struggled to hold my mounting orgasm back; a bit of pre cum oozed out. My toes curled when Chad licked the tip of my dick clean. For a few minutes we just lay there on his bed, trying to catch our breath. I stared at the ceiling.“What are you thinking?” Chad asked.I looked at him. Oh those eyes. “You of course.” I responded with a smile. He jumped on top of me and purposely.