Julie had ordered each of them a glass of Chardonnay, and Emma took a healthy swig of hers. They talked for a few minutes until two rather handsome yo...ng men swaggered up to their table and asked them to dance. They both said yes, and they started dancing to a slow song. Julie was kissing her young man energetically almost immediately.Emma’s partner held her close with one hand on the small of her back and the other held high and close. She felt her tits pressing against his muscular chest. It. She went straight to opening my jeans and I started massaging her breasts from outside clothes. She put her hand in my underwear and untangle my throbbing dick out and starts stroking it… I was amazed that she would do this when her father was sitting right across the hall in the bedroom.. but i was enjoying.Now she opened and unzipped her jeans and pulled it down. She was wearing a black panty, she pulled it down too.. and walked two steps away from me and instructed to me “Sit on your knees”I. That’s more than some.’ She stood. ‘I’ll come back tomorrow. Have a nice day.’ She turned and stomped out, leaving a trail of anger behind her. I went back to the paper and wondered why the funnies were even worse than before. It was mid-afternoon before I even thought about the first beer. For some reason I’d woken up earlier the next morning, and had even had some crackers with my juice, but my stomach still felt hollow when the doorbell rang. ‘Door’s open,’ I called. Casual as hell. She came. " Yes, Sir. Please. I'm sorry for not saying sir. I won't forget again," she screeches as seated himself on the stool conveniently placed in the elevator, and roughly pulls her across his knees.Whack! Whack! Whack! his hand popped her on the butt firmly three times.Whack! Whack! Whack! three smacks to her left thigh then Whack! Whack! Whack! three to the right."You are being smacked in groups of three. Let me explain whyWhack! - one for failing to say, Sir. Whack! - two for not thanking a hotel.