‘Oh angel, what did I say, I told you not to cum, but you did, now I am going to have to spank your ass.’ Pulling himself out, he was still semi-h...rd, his cream dripping from the end of his cock. I was still shaking and trembling. ‘Turn over onto your hands and knees,’ your ass in the air. I am going to spank you ten times, and you will count with me, ok?’All I could do was nod my head, my whole body, trembling. ‘Did you hear me angel,’ he asked, looking directly into my eyes.All I could manage. We were in a small town and the ladies dancing and showing off their tits and other features to us weren’t all that attractive. We stayed though for awhile and had a more few drinks. It wasn’t that late yet, about 9:30, and we decided to leave. Even though all these ladies had been trying to tempt us with their charm and other assets, I kept thinking about Dan’s beautiful cock.We left there and drove back to our hotel, which wasn’t that far away. We came back to my hotel room, and as I opened. She'd been expecting this, of course, but not quite today. She ran her eyes over my body, coming to rest upon my stiff cock. Things were progressing a little too quickly, but she saw no reason to take advantage of the situation. "Er . . ." I responded intelligently. I was all confused, embarrassed and didn't seem too sure as to what was happpening. "Ben," Beckey said again. "What on earth have you been doing!?" "Um, er . . ." my mind rolled over; I knew something was happening. I. I was told that on this issue, I should just go along with the party line - the architects have grand visions!"We continued to talk for a while, and agreed to continue our discussion at lunch.When we broke for lunch and had selected our food, we put the machine talk aside for a while. I told her about growing up in Massachusetts, how I had been a tinkerer from an early age, explained how this had led me to MIT and eventually into the Navy and my interest in programming. Of course, I couldn't.