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panel and the cotton cupping my pussy already wet where it was caught between my cheeks.
    ‘You dirty girl, Jemima. How what if they were pulled down, nice and slow.’
    I was talking to myself, but for him, sure he’d be at bursting point if he hadn’t come already. My hands had gone back to take hold of my froufrous as I spoke, but I still wanted to tease and simply adjusted them to leave a little more cheek showing at each leg hole. Instead of taking them down I turned, holding up the front of my dress to show off my camel toe in the mirror, and to him.
    ‘That’s best, and knickers down at the back as if I’ve just been spanked, and my hairbrush ...’
    That was how I wanted to come. A quick rummage in my case and I had my hairbrush; the long, round handle just right for eager little holes. I no longer cared if he’d realised I knew he was there, but stuck my bottom out towards the window as I began to peel my panties down.
    ‘Here you are, Mr Hegedus. Here’s what you want to see, my bare bum, knickers down, just like I’d be if you were going to spank me. You want to spank me, don’t you, Mr Hegedus? You want to spank me bare bottom over your knee, wriggling and kicking and ...’
    I trailed off with a sigh. My bottom was bare and I could feel the cool air on my pussy lips. I could imagine his face, his eyes feasting on my naked bum and the wet pink hole between my thighs as I stuck it right out, showing him everything. A few firm smacks of the hairbrush got my cheeks rosy and left them tingling as I pushed the handle in, up my pussy, gasping as I filled myself. Now I was ready, perfectly ready.
    ‘Watch this, Mr Hegedus.’
    Again I went to the mirror, but sideways on, so that I could see my bare bottom sticking out under the frills, with my froufrous in a tangle around my thighs, my suspender straps taught at the sides and the hairbrush sticking out from between my smacked cheeks. Up came the front to show off my camel toe to Mr Hegedus for just an instant before I gave in completely, grabbing my pussy and rubbing through the wet cotton as I jammed the hairbrush handle in and out of my hole from behind.
    It happened almost immediately, the slow build-up of excitement bursting like a dam to leave me gasping and gulping in air, trying to spank myself and fuck myself at the same time, rubbing furiously at my sopping pussy through my panties and all the while imagining his fat brown cock spurting come as he brought himself off over my dirty behaviour, yearning for what I’d denied him but unable to stop himself.
    My orgasm had only just begun to fade when a sudden, mischievous thought hit me. He might have heard what I’d said, or he might not, but either way he was sure to be riddled with guilt if I caught him peeping and had a go at him. The moment I could cope I jumped forward and snatched the curtain open, expecting to find him, staring and red in the face as he tossed off over my dirty little show.
    He wasn’t there, but when I opened the window and leant out to make sure he wasn’t lurking nearby I realised he had been, and had been unable to hold back. On the flat concrete directly below my face was a little puddle of sticky white.
     
     
     
Chapter Three
     
     
    My first week at the Friston Executive was more like being back at school than anything. I had to get up early, dress in my uniform and go through a routine that barely changed from day to day. The staff at the hotel weren’t so very different from the staff at school either, expecting me to do as I was told and generally behave myself. It would have to have been an old-fashioned school though, because I had Mr Hegedus constantly threatening to spank me, even to cane me. Not that he got the chance, because his wife seemed to have a pretty good idea of what he was like and was not about to let it happen.
    That made teasing him all the more fun, because I do like to be in charge, and to see the desperation in men’s faces, especially when