and said “spank me, spank me”
with your belt. The look on his face
gave him away. He vicariously smiled,
all the while as I took his hand and applied it

to my rear. We were both on the floor
very close to his office door. His legs were
crossed. But I still saw his crotch. I laid my ****
over it. He enjoyed the view. And what I was

simulating was stimulating to us
both. He later told me after many years
that he was worried that if he spanked
me hard I’d run to the board again telling them. But
I kept it our little secret until now.