1. Taught a lesson?


    Date: 4/7/2016, Categories: Spanking, Author: Daddypleaser, Rating: 33, Source: LushStories

    It had been a long night and I was ready to go home. Kevin was a good kid, but he was quite a handful. Of course, when his parents came home, I said he was no trouble at all and was upstairs sleeping like an angel. Now I was ready for Mrs. Wallace to take me home. "Darling, I'm exhausted. Would you mind driving Abigail home?" Mrs. Wallace asked her husband. "Of course not, you ready to go, Abbey?" He asked with a warm smile. I melted. I've had a crush on Mr. Wallace since I was a teenager. Hell, I think he was probably one of the reasons I still agreed to babysit from time to time. He was always so handsome and well dressed. If he knew some of the fantasies I've had about him while alone in my dorm room. "Abbey?" He repeated. "Oh! Um, yes, Mr. Wallace. I'm sorry, I was daydreaming. I mean, I'm just tired. I mean ready, yes, ready to go." Oh my God I was blushing so badly, but he just smiled that incredibly sexy smile and headed for the door. I gathered myself and headed to the car behind him. On the way home the thoughts just wouldn't relent. I tried to imagine the feel of his hands on me, or scratch of that stubble against my face, my breasts, my legs. I tried to picture how nice his cock must feel. My nipples were so hard they were poking at the cotton of my shirt. My panties were damp and my pussy was throbbing. I squirmed a little in my seat, and noticed Mr. Wallace watching me. "We are always so grateful to have a beautiful girl like you give up her Saturday nights to ...
    keep an eye on Kevin for us. I'm sure you have other things you'd rather be doing on a night like this." Fuck yeah I do- you. I thought to myself. "Oh I don't mind. It's pleasure, er, a pleasure I mean. Anytime you want me, I'm ready." I said breathlessly. I shifted again in my seat, I had never been so horny in all my life. As I did, my skirt shifted higher on my thighs, and I watched as his eyes traced the path from my knees to the hem of my skirt. I don't know what came over me, but I couldn't help myself. "Why just look, when you can touch?" I asked as I grabbed his hand and laid it on my upper thigh. His pinky finger was slightly under my skirt and just inches from my aching lips. Oh God I needed him. He hesitated, but withdrew his hand. I could see him growing stiff and pressing against his zipper. "Now, Abbey, listen. That is no way to-" "It's okay, Mr. Wallace, I know you are married. How about you just drive, and I touch you?" I was already leaning over and unzipping his pants. I slid my fingers in, eased his hard cock out, and began to stroke it. "We can't, we shouldn't be..." he tried. I leaned in further and took him into my little slut mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head and then took the length of him all the way into my mouth, to the back of my throat. I bobbed eagerly up and down and I licked and sucked and moaned with absolute pleasure. The taste of him was intoxicating. "Now you just wait a minute young lady!" He pulled my mouth off of him and turned my ...
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