For now it seems.

Listening to Mark walking away, Sally waits an additional few seconds before rising to her feet. She covers her tits and pussy before turning to Mr. Johnson.

“Thank you for not saying anything to him about me” she squeaks.

“Think nothing of it lassie, now let’s get moving to those saplings.”

Spinning around, Sally forgets to cover her butt as it faces Mr. Johnson, instead keeping her front bits covered as she walks. Her mind is to focused on her last close call to think about covering her behind.

Mr. Johnson however took note of this, and after getting a chance to place his hands on her supple butt just moments ago, it reminded him how long it had been since he’s touched a woman after his divorce. Seeing another opportunity, Mr. Johnson reaches out and swats Sally cheek.

Sally jumps forward at the sudden sensation, another electric shock traveling up her spine. Did he just spank her!? She glances back to Mr. Johnson who was quick with a response.

“Sorry dear, thought I saw a bug.”

Sally, unsure what to say, simply turns back forward and goes to take another step. However her lack of response sends a different message to Mr. Johnson. Her lack of protest gives him the courage to go again, so without a moment to lose he swats her booty again, but this time Sally doesn’t even turn around. She takes a sharp breath, stifling a soft whimper. Silently she hopes he didn’t hear that.