My eyes widen. The realization dawns on me. He's going to spank me. Isn't he? Blood and heat rush to my cheeks and neck. And I start to breathe heavily. I've never been spanked before.
He waits. And every second that passes causes my pussy to throb. I need friction. I need him inside me. And I'm getting so wet at the thought of him punishing me. I know it might be painful, but I want it. Oh god, I want it.
I did shamelessly watch him in the poolside, watching like a pervert while he stroked himself. I do need to be punished.
With my heart beating wildly inside my chest, I turn around and bend over. The table is as tall as my hips that when I bend, my stomach lays on the surface.