They met again for the first time in 12 years at the family reunion and she was attracted to him. He’d been just a kid when his parents moved into the same town as her, his mother died and she came to look after him, regarding him almost as a son, treating him as a son, spanking him as she spanked her own daughters. Now she was divorced, her children all grown up and left home, meeting him again came at the right time and she liked what she saw.

He no longer seemed a son to her but as a man she was attracted to sexually. For his part, he’d always had an adolescent crush on her and when he met her again, face to face, he realized it hadn’t abated. Memories of wonderfully painful feelings when, as with her own children she disciplined him with a sound spanking over her lap. As he now stood there shaking her hand, stimulated by her figure, he vividly remembered how she marched him from the dinner table one night into her bedroom and spanked his bare bottom until he cried like a baby – first time in a long time that anyone showed him that they cared enough to respond to his actions.

Enough with formal hand shaking! Jenna put her arms around and gave a big hug and a kiss, remembering suddenly how she used to spank cute bottom bright red. Pressed up against him now, she recalled his erection pressing into her bare or nylon covered thigh. Could she feel it now, as their bodies pressed at the party? Her hand began to itch to spank him again after all this time.

For the rest of the afternoon she mingled with other members of the family but couldn’t keep from glancing at him, especially at his bottom, finding herself repeatedly talking with him in such an elated manner she had to quit and talk to ancient aunts to avoid people remarking.

Billy, too, felt the same. He was 31, which would place her in her middle forties. Bottom, hips and thighs were still curvy and finely sculpted. Recalling his contact with her magnificent body those years ago he found his cock pressing against his dress pants and looking down saw it jutting considerably and upon raising his eyes met those of Jenna’s daughter, Kelly and was so embarrassed to notice her eyes flick to his bulge that he put down his drink and ran to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face and change his train of thought.

Still, he kept finding himself face to face with Jenna and before too long she’d coaxed him to cancel his hotel reservation and stay at her house. In his rental car he followed her home, and she led him to the bedroom next to hers, told him that she was going to change into something more comfortable and that he should do the same, then went to her room.