As soon as I walked in the door, I knew she wanted to ask me to do something. Standing there in the living room with those puppy dog eyes. She wanted to ask me a favor. That; and she was waiting for me with a beer in her hands.
Needing a moment to figure out what was going on, I put my tools down by the door and lit a cigarette before walking into the living room. She stood in the middle of the room, not saying a word. It must be a big favor.
“How was your day, Gwen?”
Gwen gave me the beer and stepped back. “I got a lot of stuff done today. I did some shopping.” She lowered those puppy dog eyes.
“What did you buy?” I asked, but dreaded the answer.
“A few things... groceries, clothes, shoes, stuff.”
I knew she could justify anything she bought. Taking another puff gave me a second to think about her answer. No red flags popped up. I've never denied her anything. What could this be about? Then it hit me.
“How much shopping did you do?”
Gwen cringed.
Bingo! That was what she was buttering me up for.
“You said we needed to go Christmas shopping,” Gwen began.
“I mentioned we need to start Christmas shopping!” I could see where this was leading. “How much did you spend?” Better take a swig of that beer she gave me before I heard what she'd done.
“Two thousand dollars,” Gwen said meekly.
I almost spit out the beer in mid swallow. “WHAT! Oh no, it's going back.” I felt my temper rising. Just then the phone rang and I picked it up.
“Hey Chris, it's Dave. I got that paperwork you needed.”
“Yeah, fine. Come on over,” I said as calmly as possible. I wasn't ticked at him. Gwen was whispering to me at the same time I was talking to Dave. When I hung up, I could make out what she said.
“Please don't be mad. Please don't be mad. Please don't be mad.”
“Oh, you want mad? I'll give you mad!” Cigarette forgotten, I grabbed her and pulled her over to the couch. She knew what was coming and didn't struggle. I put her over my knees and pulled down her pants. Good thing she was wearing sweats. No panties either. She was expecting this.
My number one rule: when spanking my girl, I always use my hands. “How bad were you?” I asked in the calmest voice I could manage.
“Very bad.” Gwen replied. I gave her one swat.
Gwen bit her lip, but said nothing.
“Tell me what you did.”
“I... I broke a dish, so I bought a new set.” Gwen panted. One more swat to that tight ass.
“I bought some new silver and crystal. They matched the plates.” That deserved two love taps, one right after another. Between her red ass, a glint of moisture caught one eye. A shadow standing in the door caught the other.
Gwen opened her eyes a crack to see Dave standing in the doorway. She let out a gasp of surprise and tried to get off my lap, but I held her fast.
“Close the door, Dave.” I said calmly.
Dave closed the door and stood in the hallway. I thought Gwen was hesitating, but she hadn't said our safe word. Another swat on her ass would bring her attention back. This time I rested my hand on her hot bottom, telling her I was done spanking her.
Gwen lay obediently across my legs, not daring to say a word.
“So Dave,” I began. “Gwen has standing orders. She has to suck off any male that walks through that door.”
Dave's jaw dropped but no sound came out, which was a first. Taking that as a yes, I gave Gwen a nudge. She obediently crawled over on her knees and quickly began unfastening his belt.
He was only half hard, but Gwen quickly fixed that. Becoming rock hard under Gwen's lip service, she pulled him over to sit on the nearby chair.
I was getting hard watching her go down on him. I felt sorry for Dave. His expression was somewhere between shock and fright. I should have warned him.
“Best cock sucker in town,” I assured him and began undoing my belt. Gwen's red ass bobbing in the air was too great a temptation. Stopping momentarily for a gasp of pleasure as I entered her from behind, Gwen continued to lick and slurp Dave's shaft.
I have never seen a man try to stand up and sit down at the same time. Hips thrusting, his teeth clamped shut, I knew Dave was shooting his gun. Gwen had stopped sucking and was burying her nose deep, swallowing his whole length. From long experience I knew she liked to deep throat a guy as he cums.
I wasn't done yet, and neither was Gwen. Shoulders and head to the carpet, Gwen offered me her ass. Her beautiful, sweet, tight red ass. As firm as I was spanking her, I gently pushed into her. A low moan escaped her. You might think Gwen was in trouble, but I knew better, she had her hand on her clit and was rubbing furiously. It only took me a few strokes like that to burst, filling her. A little white pearl escaping from her crack.
I turned to my friend. “What were you going to say Dave?”
Dave seemed to find his voice. “Umm, just that my girlfriend is in the car downstairs. Can she come up?”
Needing a moment to figure out what was going on, I put my tools down by the door and lit a cigarette before walking into the living room. She stood in the middle of the room, not saying a word. It must be a big favor.
“How was your day, Gwen?”
Gwen gave me the beer and stepped back. “I got a lot of stuff done today. I did some shopping.” She lowered those puppy dog eyes.
“What did you buy?” I asked, but dreaded the answer.
“A few things... groceries, clothes, shoes, stuff.”
I knew she could justify anything she bought. Taking another puff gave me a second to think about her answer. No red flags popped up. I've never denied her anything. What could this be about? Then it hit me.
“How much shopping did you do?”
Gwen cringed.
Bingo! That was what she was buttering me up for.
“You said we needed to go Christmas shopping,” Gwen began.
“I mentioned we need to start Christmas shopping!” I could see where this was leading. “How much did you spend?” Better take a swig of that beer she gave me before I heard what she'd done.
“Two thousand dollars,” Gwen said meekly.
I almost spit out the beer in mid swallow. “WHAT! Oh no, it's going back.” I felt my temper rising. Just then the phone rang and I picked it up.
“Hey Chris, it's Dave. I got that paperwork you needed.”
“Yeah, fine. Come on over,” I said as calmly as possible. I wasn't ticked at him. Gwen was whispering to me at the same time I was talking to Dave. When I hung up, I could make out what she said.
“Please don't be mad. Please don't be mad. Please don't be mad.”
“Oh, you want mad? I'll give you mad!” Cigarette forgotten, I grabbed her and pulled her over to the couch. She knew what was coming and didn't struggle. I put her over my knees and pulled down her pants. Good thing she was wearing sweats. No panties either. She was expecting this.
My number one rule: when spanking my girl, I always use my hands. “How bad were you?” I asked in the calmest voice I could manage.
“Very bad.” Gwen replied. I gave her one swat.
Gwen bit her lip, but said nothing.
“Tell me what you did.”
“I... I broke a dish, so I bought a new set.” Gwen panted. One more swat to that tight ass.
“I bought some new silver and crystal. They matched the plates.” That deserved two love taps, one right after another. Between her red ass, a glint of moisture caught one eye. A shadow standing in the door caught the other.
Gwen opened her eyes a crack to see Dave standing in the doorway. She let out a gasp of surprise and tried to get off my lap, but I held her fast.
“Close the door, Dave.” I said calmly.
Dave closed the door and stood in the hallway. I thought Gwen was hesitating, but she hadn't said our safe word. Another swat on her ass would bring her attention back. This time I rested my hand on her hot bottom, telling her I was done spanking her.
Gwen lay obediently across my legs, not daring to say a word.
“So Dave,” I began. “Gwen has standing orders. She has to suck off any male that walks through that door.”
Dave's jaw dropped but no sound came out, which was a first. Taking that as a yes, I gave Gwen a nudge. She obediently crawled over on her knees and quickly began unfastening his belt.
He was only half hard, but Gwen quickly fixed that. Becoming rock hard under Gwen's lip service, she pulled him over to sit on the nearby chair.
I was getting hard watching her go down on him. I felt sorry for Dave. His expression was somewhere between shock and fright. I should have warned him.
“Best cock sucker in town,” I assured him and began undoing my belt. Gwen's red ass bobbing in the air was too great a temptation. Stopping momentarily for a gasp of pleasure as I entered her from behind, Gwen continued to lick and slurp Dave's shaft.
I have never seen a man try to stand up and sit down at the same time. Hips thrusting, his teeth clamped shut, I knew Dave was shooting his gun. Gwen had stopped sucking and was burying her nose deep, swallowing his whole length. From long experience I knew she liked to deep throat a guy as he cums.
I wasn't done yet, and neither was Gwen. Shoulders and head to the carpet, Gwen offered me her ass. Her beautiful, sweet, tight red ass. As firm as I was spanking her, I gently pushed into her. A low moan escaped her. You might think Gwen was in trouble, but I knew better, she had her hand on her clit and was rubbing furiously. It only took me a few strokes like that to burst, filling her. A little white pearl escaping from her crack.
I turned to my friend. “What were you going to say Dave?”
Dave seemed to find his voice. “Umm, just that my girlfriend is in the car downstairs. Can she come up?”
