Stop spanking my ass and fuck me damn it!
Stop spanking my ass and fuck me damn it!
Sex Story Author: | catherine |
Sex Story Excerpt: | When I finally regained my senses I said "Well, you mother fucker!" My husband is fast, being well |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Authoritarian, Discipline, Older Male / Female, Spanking, True Story, Wife |
It seemed like a good idea when getting dressed for work that morning to wear the blue dress. It had been a few days since my husband and I had had sex because of a disagreement. While getting dressed that morning, I thought, shit, I’m NOT going to be the one to make the first move but he can’t resist this dress and dang it! I’m horny!
So I throw the blue silk dress over my head and the bridal white lacey thong and bra. I figured I would meet him half way. Once he saw the panties he’d know I wanted it.
Here I am with all these plans of great make-up sex not knowing what the day would hold for me.
My day started with my clients being late, very nervouse and uptight, they had a lot riding on that day. I really get to know my clients and as of yet haven’t had one I didn’t like. My forte’ is calming and comforting traumatized people. For some reason these people just were’nt having it this day. Our court case which was suppose to be called early morning was post-poned until late afternoon. I had to do some major juggling ie. phone calls to accomodate that change. I won’t bore you beyond measure with the details, suffice it to say by the time I was headed for home, the last thing on my mind was the “make-up” sex I was thinking of only hours before.
I walked in my door to see my husband sitting at the dining room table in direct line with the front door. That wasn’t a good sign, he’s usually in his recliner watching some mindless television program. I actually stopped just inside the door thinking hmmm. what the hell?
“You’re late”, he tells me, “‘What’s up?”
I can tell by his voice and the look on his face he’s pissed all over again. WTF? Before I get the chance to make up my mind if I’m going to answer or just walk back out the door he says “Come over here.”
I’m not sure what made me do it but I just walked over to him in a whipped demeanor. Damn it! I was too tired for more shit!
I’m standing in front of him with my arms crossed and right leg extended like “What the fuck do you want?” He burned holes through me with his eyes and the next thing I know he reached over with lightning speed and smacked my ass Hard! I was so stunned I didn’t make any movement besides the jerking of my pelvis from the smack. I’m sure my mouth was hanging open but nothing came out.
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