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to a patio that stretched around to the back of the house and she went out onto it. The boundary with the neighbor’s property was marked by a hedge but there were still gaps where it hadn’t grown enough to fill them in. She brushed through the hedge and let the twigs scrape lightly against her bare legs.
    She went straight to that glorious swimming pool and looked into the crystal clear water. There were spotlights beneath the surface and they made the water look warm and inviting. She looked up at the neighbor’s window and saw no sign of life. What she was doing was really crazy. First of all, Ben could wake up at any moment and if he went to the window he’d see her down there. Secondly, she didn’t know anything about the neighbor and his life. She didn’t know if he was married. What if he had a wife and she saw her out there, playing around in her underwear. Still, Janey just couldn’t help herself. She had to cement the bond she’d formed with the neighbor during the day and this was the only way she could think of doing it. She took her panties and threw them into the middle of the pool.
    The neighbor would see them there, she knew he would.
    Now that she’d actually thrown them into the water she felt a flash of panic. What if Ben had seen her do it? What if the neighbor had a wife who’d find them first?
    It was too late to do anything about it now though, so she just smiled. The panties were there, floating in the water waiting for him to find in the morning and she couldn’t get them back. The thought gave her a rush of anticipation.
    Quietly she crept back to her own yard and into the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and sat at the counter to drink it. It really had been quite a day.

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    T HE FOLLOWING MORNING JANEY got up early and went straight to the window. The panties were gone! He must have found them. Maybe he’d even seen her throwing them there last night. The thought excited her.
    She went downstairs and put on the coffee and when she got back upstairs Ben was already in the shower. She thought she’d surprise him and went in to the bathroom and pulled open the shower door. To her surprise Ben was masturbating. He’d lathered his penis with shampoo and was beating away at it when she caught him.
    Janey had always been fast on her feet and she knew exactly what to do to make sure she didn’t embarrass him. Everything they’d done the night before had been a big leap forward for them sexually, it was a new beginning for their sex life, and she didn’t want to jeopardize that now by embarrassing Ben. He was looking at her, his erect penis in his hand, and he didn’t know what to say. He’d always been shy about things like this.
    Acting entirely on her quick instincts she got down on her hands and knees and crawled away from him. When she reached the door she looked back at him over her shoulder.
    She said, —I’ve been such a naughty girl, daddy. There was none of the taunting in her voice that had been there the night before.
    She crawled across the bedroom floor to the bed and got on it and waited on her hands and knees for Ben.
    —You better punish me for being a naughty girl, daddy, she said.
    And Ben gave her a punishing she didn’t even know he had in him. He came over to the side of the bed and put a hand on her back. He pressed down hard on her back and kept her where she was, and with his other hand he spanked her firm little rump as hard as he could. Janey could feel the flesh grow pink and raw with each smart, loud slap.
    —That’s right, daddy, she said. I’ve been such a naughty girl.
    He stood there, holding her in place, and slapped her on the bum again and again. The pain thrilled her. She’d never had so much fun with Ben in her life. She squirmed and tried to get out of his grip but he held her there firmly and kept spanking her.
    Eventually she managed to get out from under his firm hold and she turned around, still on her hands and knees, and