unexpected spanking

It was about 4:15 in the afternoon and I was lazying around on the porch swing in the backyard, just reading a book.  The little man comes out to tell me he's heading out on his bike to meet up with some friends.

I realize I'm alone.  What do I do?  I continue reading my book, of course.  Bossman comes in the door about 15 minutes later.

First thing he notices is....we are home alone.  I'm still thinking about my book so nothing really crosses my mind as to what that really means.  I follow Bossman into the bedroom, like I usually do, so he can change out of his work clothes. 

After he changes, he pulls me over his lap.  WHAT???  I wasn't even thinking about it.  I wasn't prepared. 

As the pants go down around my ankles I wonder (as I usually do) what the heck was I thinking.  Why do I put myself through this?

He spanks with his hand.  I forgot how hard and unforgiving his hand can be on a virgin tushy.  After a few minutes of that he switches to the backscratcher. 

I should remind you....I haven't had a spanking in almost two months.  My viginized butt didn't like the sting that backscratcher handed out.  It was very ouchy.

I tried getting away, he held me tighter.  Hmmmm, I think I liked that.  No, I KNOW I liked that. 

There wasn't much talking but the laundry DID get brought up.  He asked why he has to spank his woman to get his laundry done. 

Good question. 

I'll get back to him on that one.

Eventually, he stopped spanking, pulled up my pants and sent me on my way. 

The rest of the night I sat on a tingly bottom.

Then I realized why I put myself through that.

I liked it!



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