Chapter 32: Wouldn't you know if I slept with you?

Emmy Saiger drained her glass, ran her tongue over her lips, and let out a soft giggle. "What are you laughing at? You've got me all worked up. Tomorrow morning, I'm really going to make you pay for this." As he spoke, Lewis Casson smacked her on the ass; the soft, silky feel made his head swim. She seemed to feel the sting. She let out a couple of breathy gasps, her warm breath on his face. "Forget it. I'm taking a cold shower to cool off." He grumbled, pulled the covers up over her, and stood...