“No, no, no.” I heard her shout as she tilted my head up with a long, red painted finger nail in order to have me look into her soft blue eyes.
Bridget was a neighbor me and my wife had lived next door to for over eight years. She was what I would call thick, as in meaty, but in all the right places. She stood almost as tall as I was, with blonde hair and long, slender legs. She was American, but as she stood before me, wagging her finger down at me as she told me no, I couldn’t help but envision my eighth grade teacher, who was equally as hot, and who spoke with a German accent.
“It’s not about this!” She motioned to her lace and sheer, black panties. “It’s about this,” she added as she turned and gave herself a slap on the ass that reverberated through the vaulted ceiling of our house.
“Yeah, slap that ass.” I said, playing along, or least trying too, still not really sure what was happening.
Bridget had knocked on my door just fifteen minutes earlier, obviously upset and looking for my wife. I tried explaining to her that she had to leave town unexpectedly – her emotionally unstable sister had been dumped by yet another boyfriend. This, however, didn’t stop her from barging through the door and into my living room.
“Diane!” She yelled once inside, gawking up towards the stairs and the master bedroom. “Diane.”
“She’s not here.” I repeated, puzzled. I had never seen Bridget behave like this. She was good friends with my wife, but we had rarely said more than a handful of words to each other at any given time. I always felt like she looked down at me, as if I wasn’t good enough to be her friend. She was completely different around my wife, however, and they liked each other, so I never said anything, even though she often made me uncomfortable.
When she finally calmed down is when she related the story of how my wife – my quiet, soft spoken wife – often spanked her, barked orders at her, and sometimes even walked her around her living room like a dog.
When she told me this, I was in total disbelief. The women she was describing was not the person I knew as my wife, not even close. Only after I quickly texted my wife and explained the situation and asked what the hell was going on, did she come clean.
Her explanation was short and to the point and would probably require further explanation when she got home, but in a nut shell she told me Bridget needed a good spanking about once every week or two. She didn’t say why, but I can only assume my initial opinion of Bridget was probably correct – that she was an uppity bitch whose ego was way out of control. These “spankings” were probably her way of being reintroduced to the normal world and the land of the common folk.
It was then my wife dropped another bombshell and asked if I could step in for her. I was about to tell her fuck no, but Bridget chose that exact moment to shed her beige trench coat, exposing her spanking attire of a striped bodysuit, sheer panties, and high-heels.
Reluctantly, I agreed.
“Sit! Sit right here.” She motioned me over to the couch, kicking her trench coat to the corner of the living room with a violent leg kick.
I did as she instructed and walked over to the coach and sat down. She followed me over without saying a word. She handed me what looked like a horse whip before joining me on the couch on her knees, only facing the opposite direction of me. My confusion only grew and wasn’t helped any when she re-positioned herself and laid down flat on her stomach across my lap.
“Spank!” She commanded, after a moment of me just sitting there, starring at her wonderfully shaped ass and the delicate fabric of her panties that plunged in between her rounded cheeks. The sweet sent of her perfume filled the air.
Nothing about this situation was comfortable, especially not the feeling of my cock pressing against her belly as she sat across my lap. My eyes caught the motion of Bridget turning her head to see what I was waiting for. Fearful that she was going to yell at me again, I drew the horse whip up and brought it down across her butt cheeks.
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