The nights in the Bentley bedroom were filled with passion and love. The evenings were their special time. After the kids were asleep, husband and wife retreated to their own private sanctuary where they discussed the children, work, household issues, and the day they'd just had. They made love every night with the same passion and fire they'd discovered on their wedding night, but neither of them ever spoke the "L" word.
One particular night, when they were feeling especially cozy, having lit the fireplace in their bedroom to ward off the autumn chill, he walked out of the bathroom and said, "You know, you have been extra good. You haven't done anything that would land you across my knees. The basic rules of safety and respect, you follow to a tee. Are you always this well-behaved?"
Harper looked at him in surprise. "I-I don't know. I guess I haven't really thought about it. I've always been one to follow the rules and not take unnecessary risks. But never fear, I do have a side of me that likes adventure."
"You know, my sweet little wife, there are other forms of spankings. Some are for pleasure only. Good girl spankings can be fun. Are you feeling adventurous enough to try it with me?"
She looked at him in awe, not sure quite how to reply to that. Finally, she said in a voice that was barely above a whisper, "I g-guess w-we could try it and find out."
"Do you still trust me, Harper?" he asked gently as he walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.
"You know I do," she replied without hesitation.
He gently took her arm and swung her over his lap before she even knew it had happened.
"Parker!" she exclaimed as his hand snaked up her leg and lifted her flimsy nightgown to expose her lace-covered bottom.
"I still don't know why you insist on wearing these things to bed. You know they just get in the way."
"What if one of the kids wakes up or wants to come in during the night? Do you really want me to be in the buff? Or think about the time it would take for me to grab a robe before I could get to them if they cried out?" she asked.
"You have a point, little mama, but I still prefer you to be naked. Call me selfish. I like your curves, and your skin is like silk against mine."
"You, sir, are crazy and a typical man," she teased.
"Could be, but would you really want me to be any other way? I mean, think about it. The way our marriage was intended to start out, you could very well still be in your own room, alone. Don't you like this arrangement better? Be honest."
She giggled. "You have a point, but I still think I will keep my nighties. It's not like they're flannel granny gowns, for Pete's sake."
He sighed. "Back to the business at hand."
That remark sobered Harper quickly. She wasn't sure what to expect next, but she didn't have to wait long to find out. His hand began to explore again and then, suddenly, there was a sharp crack to one side of her butt.
"Ow!" she cried out.
"Shh, you wouldn't want to wake a little one, would you?" he asked as he rubbed away the sting.
He massaged her bottom for a few more seconds, and then she felt another stinging swat to the other cheek. Again, he sensuously rubbed out the burn before adding three more. Each time, he massaged, and after the last one, he removed her panties, pulling them down to her knees.
"What are y-you d-doing?" she stammered.
"Isn't it obvious?" he asked with a deep chuckle.
Crack! Smack! Now, he was applying them to her bare bottom.
"That hurts!" she cried out.
"Oh, honey, if you think this hurts, I'd hate to think what you would do if you were getting a real spanking. This is nothing."
"Says you, the spanker."
He laughed. "Baby, you are so cute when you are riled up. But let me help you here. See if you like this any better."
His hand rubbed circles on her cheeks and then one finger moved to her slit. He chuckled again and remarked on the wetness he found there. "If you are so offended by those light smacks, why are you wet down there, hmm? Me thinks the lady doth protest too much."
Her cheeks on her face were as red as the spanked ones now. Why was she wet? Apparently, the playful spanking was turning her on, even though it stung like crazy. Of course, the massaging he was treating her to afterward felt really good.
He inserted the finger and used his thumb to rub circles around her protruding button, making her squirm. She was practically humping his thighs as he placed another finger inside and began to pump.
"Ah, so you do like that," he confirmed with pride. "Let's take it a bit further, shall we?" He stopped and pulled her panties off the rest of the way, throwing them aside. The nightgown went further up her back, completely exposing her backside. She shivered, and he immediately took up where he left off, arousing her even more.
Harper was in a dreamlike state by now, enjoying what his fingers and thumb were doing to her. She moaned, and when he lifted her up off his lap and placed her on her back on the bed, she protested, "Why did you stop? That's just mean."
"Tsk, tsk, stop complaining, or you'll get spanked again, only harder. There is more to come, sweet Harper."
He dropped the towel he'd had wrapped around his torso since coming out of the bathroom earlier and climbed on the bed with her.
When he covered her body with his muscular one and kissed her lips, she sighed.
"I told you so," he teased as he nibbled at her ear and moved down her neck and then to her shoulders. When he reached her breasts, her nipples were taut and standing at attention, much like his thick cock. He lavished attention on them, licking and sucking before he leisurely moved down her tummy and, finally, when she was panting hard from the workings of his tongue, reached her clit again. Before she could say a word, he began his assault, licking, sucking, driving her crazy with need for him.
"Please, Parker, please," she moaned.
"Please, what?" he teased.
"I need you inside me now."
"Ah, ah, ah, not so fast. You aren't the one calling the shots, remember?"
"Ugh," she replied, letting him know she wasn't pleased with his response to her pleading.
She received a sharp smack to her bottom, then he resumed what he was doing before she could even cry out.
After what seemed like an eternity, with Harper writhing and squirming and pleading with him, he allowed her to come. Relief washed over her like a wave of ocean water as her body shuddered and her mind floated in the clouds, unaware of anything but the exquisite sensations rolling over her body.
"Yes, baby, yes. Come," he encouraged her.
When the last of the shudders stopped, he immediately moved up and took her lips with his.
She could taste herself on his tongue when he plunged it deep inside the cavern of her mouth. The next thing she knew, he was giving in to her pleas as he thrust his cock inside her in one hard, solid move. He stilled for a moment to allow her to get used to the feel of him and adjust to his size before he began to move again.
Harper quickly picked up the rhythm and matched him thrust for thrust, pushing her hips up to meet him as if asking for more of what he was giving her already. Of course, he obliged and thrust harder and deeper, bringing his hands around to her bottom and moving it toward him as he did so.
She took all of him, and as she felt the pressure building inside her again, she cried out, "Oh, Parker, let me come again. I c-can't s-stop it."
"Yes, baby, yes," he managed to get out before he lost it completely, releasing his seed deep inside of her.
Again, Harper flew above the clouds, experiencing feelings she had never encountered before. Again, she cried out.
But still neither one said the "L" word. He rolled off her and pulled her to him. She could feel the beat of his heart, and he could feel her body still shuddering slightly.
Several minutes passed before he got up and went into the bathroom. He ran a tub of warm water for her, adding her favorite bath salts before he went back in and lifted her in his arms. He deposited her in th
e now-full tub, turned off the water and said, "Sit back and relax. The warm water will feel good. I'll go down to the kitchen and bring up the bottle of wine I saw you put in the fridge earlier."
She smiled gratefully at him. Once he was gone, she was glad of the few minutes alone to think about what they'd done. So, that was a pleasure spanking. It had turned her on big time. The orgasms she'd experienced had been phenomenal, so much more intense than normal. But she had to wonder what a punishment would be like. She shivered. Did she really want to find out?
Parker returned with the chilled wine and two glasses. He poured one for her and handed it to her in the bath. "Stay put as long as you want. When the water starts to turn cool, let me know and I'll come back in and help you get ready for bed."
"I'm not a child, Parker," she pointed out.
"Oh, you definitely are not that," he agreed. "But all the same, I'll help you."
True to his word, he came back in and helped her out of the water, then he dried her body with a fluffy towel and toweled her hair until it was only slightly damp. He ran a brush through her long locks and put her nightgown back on her, grumbling as he did so.
"Happy? You have your nightie."
"Where are my panties?" she asked, looking around as they went back into the bedroom.
"Nope. I agreed to that flimsy piece of satin, but you aren't getting your panties back until morning. Now, let's go to bed."
She giggled and crawled into bed. He pulled the covers up over her before going around to his side, and then he joined her, again pulling her close as she fell into peaceful slumber.
On a crisp, cool Saturday morning later that October, Parker suggested taking the kids to a pumpkin farm. They'd be able to pick out pumpkins and carve them. Harper and the children quickly agreed, and they were ready to go right after breakfast.
While at the farm, the family of four had a wonderful time together. Harper watched Parker and the children, and her heart was full as they all enjoyed hot chocolate together before finally choosing their pumpkins.
"Daddy, I want this big one." Ava ran to a huge pumpkin and hugged it to her chest.
"Isn't it a little bit big for such a little girl?"
"No."
"Okay, this one for Ava girl. Now, Aiden, which one do you want?"
The little boy looked around and finally decided on one. "That one," he said. He pointed to the pumpkin he had chosen, a smaller one, in the next row.
Parker purchased the pumpkins, and they made their way to the carving table. Parker helped Aiden, while Harper helped Ava. Soon, they'd achieved the perfect Jack-o-Lanterns. It was time to take them home.
Parker set the Jack-o-Lanterns on the front steps of the house. Harper snapped pictures of the kids with them, to give to the two grandmothers.
"Isn't this fun, Parker?" she asked as she watched the children playing later.
"I'm so glad I can share it with you, Harper," he replied as he looked at her with love-filled green eyes.
A few days later, with Halloween behind them, Harper realized that Thanksgiving was fast approaching and began working with Ellie on a menu for Thanksgiving dinner. She invited both her mother and Parker's mother to join them.
That night, in bed, during one of their end-of-the-day talks, she told Parker about the plans she'd made.
"What are you thankful for this year, Harper?" he asked as he teasingly began to caress her breast.
"I'm thankful for a lot of things," she replied, baiting him.
"Name one thing." He moved to the other breast.
"Ava and Aiden," she answered seriously.
"That's two things, but I'll let you go with that. Anything else?" He moved to her belly and made light, feathery, swirling patterns with his fingertips.
Harper shivered; she was getting that tingly feeling that ran the length of her body from her head to her toes. "I'm thankful for my beautiful home."
Parker laughed and continued with the roaming hand, this time, softly caressing her inner thigh. "Anything else you want to add to the list, baby?"
By this time, Harper was breathing heavily, warmth spreading down her legs.
"I'm thankful for my, uh, job."
This time, he moved his hand higher. "I think you'd better add something else to the list."
"Umm, oh."
He continued to tease her with his fingers, waiting for her answer. "Tell me what else you're thankful for this year, Harper."
"Oh, God, Parker. I'm. So. Thankful. For. You."
"That's it, baby; that's what I wanted to hear. You can have what you want now."
He pulled her on top of him. Entering her swiftly, he gave her the one thing she desired most in the world. Harper's world exploded as she rode him, a thousand sensations overtaking her at once. She cried out, "Parker… oh… my lo…" She stopped herself before she said the "L" word.
"Only you…" he whispered. Then he rolled over, without finishing his thought, and pulled her into his arms, placing light butterfly kisses on her forehead, then her cheeks, and finally, he claimed her lips in a possessive kiss that warmed her heart as well as her body.
When Harper woke the next morning, she was still in his arms, and he was watching her.
"Good morning, sunshine." Parker kissed her forehead.
"How long have you been awake?" she asked.
"Not long; did you sleep well?"
"Like a baby, because of you."
"And all you had to say was that you were thankful for me."
"I am, you know, thankful you came into my life."
"I'm thankful for you, too, my sweet, sexy Harper, more than you know. You've made my world a happy place, and I don't know what I'd do without you."
"You'll never have to find out. We're in this for the long haul. That was the deal, so you're stuck with me, whether you like it or not."
"Number one, young lady, there is no 'stuck' with you. I would never, and I do mean never, want to be without you in my life."
"I would never want to be without you, either, Parker." She raised her face up to kiss him.
"We need to get up. Kids to feed, work to do, all that real-world stuff," he reluctantly reminded her.
"The nights are never long enough, are they?"
"No, they're not. We should plan a weekend away soon. I'll bet Mom would take the kids for a few days."
"We could plan to go away after Thanksgiving. We could do some Christmas shopping, spend a lot of time in bed—"
"I'll make the reservations today," he interrupted without even a moment's hesitation.
"And I'll ask Mary to take the kids that weekend."
"Sounds like a plan. Are you coming by the office today?"
"Yes, I'll be in after I drop the kids off at school. I need to leave when it's time to pick up Aiden, though. Ellie has a doctor's appointment today and can't do it."
"That's fine. Ellie's okay, isn't she?"
"Routine checkup, she said. You know that woman is as fit as a fiddle."
They showered and dressed before waking their children. It was time to face another day.
Things were still going smoothly, almost too smoothly, as far as Parker was concerned. He still hadn't heard a word from Lorena or her father, since the run-in at the restaurant.
The board meeting had gone well. Parker had introduced Harper, and she had been welcomed by the other members.
One afternoon, while Harper was in Parker's office working, she looked up. "Parker, you don't think they'd try a hostile takeover, do you?"
"You know about hostile takeovers, Harper?" he asked in surprise.
"Well, I've been doing some research, with all that's going on."
"I'm impressed. You've really taken this company seriously."
"You didn't think I would?" she asked, looking at him in disbelief.
"I didn't say that, baby, and I'm glad you want to be so involved. That was the whole idea of bringing you in," he answered with a smile. "Well, at first, anyway," he added quick
ly.
"Well, do you think they would try it?" she persisted.
"They'd have a fight on their hands. I don't think any of the board members would side with them. But having put several shares in your name helps." He reached over and touched her hand.
"It worries me that we haven't heard anything recently."
"Don't hold your breath; Lorena will surface again, I'm sure."
"On a brighter note, did you know that Mary asked my mother to stay the entire Thanksgiving weekend with her and the kids while we are away?"
"Did she now? That doesn't surprise me. She mentioned that she liked your mom when she was here for the wedding. It will give them a chance to get to know each other better and give your mom some time with the kids."
"Mom said she would stay, so I guess those kids will be so damned spoiled by the time we get home, we won't be able to live with them."
"I'd say you're probably right, but remember, we always have the Santa Claus card to play."
"Ah, you're so right, smart thinking, Daddy."
"The old naughty-and-nice list always works well." He grinned as he added, "Which list are you on, the naughty list or the nice list?"
"If I say nice, do I get a better gift?"
"No, more like if you say naughty, you'll get a better gift. You see, it works the opposite for you as it does for Ava and Aiden." He gave her his sexy grin again.
"Parker, you are awful!"
"And you know you love it."
She laughed as she got out of her chair and walked around the desk to where he sat. She planted a kiss on his forehead.
"I could lock the door, and we could try out the desk," he suggested in a low voice.
"No!"
"Harper, you've never told me no before." He attempted to look hurt but soon burst into laughter at the look on his wife's face. He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her passionately.
"The kiss won't work; the answer is still no."
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