by PT Winters
Robert immediately realized the position his wife was now in. If he played things out right, he could have her over his knee for real that evening, something he hadn't ever done but given their latest sexual dalliance had been quite daring, he was game for more new experiences. Before he even needed to say anything, Jane was speaking up. “Andrea here got spanked in front Michael and I, not two weeks ago for something far less than your hurtful comments.”
Andrea looked away as she blushed at the memory. Greg had spanked her, and nearly brought her to orgasm, right on Jane’s couch.
“You see, he knows how to take care of me.” Andrea threw Donna’s words right back at her.
“Well, I...I guess Robert is just going to...to spank me right, um, now.” Donna reluctantly suggested.
“Robert, the girls…” As she turned to talk to her husband, she was startled by the speed in which he had moved a deck chair into position. He was just starting to sit as she broke of her sentence. Donna watched him settle in and pat his lap for her. Shocked at what was happening, she moved in, and laid across his lap. He immediately began to lift her dress up and she put an arm back to stop him instinctively.
Donna looked at the foursome on the lawn, the men were patiently waiting to see what was going to happen next, while both the ladies shook their head, clearly indicating to Donna, “no”
Donna relented, moving her arm back out of the way and allowed Robert to pull her dress up over her bottom, exposing her white panties to the group. She was trying to come to grips with this new reality, where her neighbors could see her underpants, when Robert's hand came down hard in her cheek.
Donna yelped in pain and shock, her bottom stinging from her husband's hand.
“You know, my husband insists on bare bottom spanks for an offence as serious as this.” Andrea spoke up again, revelling in Donna getting her just desserts.
“I'm sure that's not necessary.” Donna said.
“Seems odd for a wife to be deciding that.” Greg suggested.
“Very true, Jane didn't want to spanked the first time I put her over my knee, but I knew she needed it in the end.” Michael offered. “So to speak.”
Before Donna could put together an argument, Robert was speaking up. Unfortunately for her, he was speaking up while pulling down her panties.
“I'd don't know if a bare bottom spanking is warranted, but we better be safe than sorry.” Robert told them, as he got her panties down around her knees.
He gave her ass another slap, and she again yelped in surprise.
“And I'm not still hearing an apology.” Greg added.
Robert sparked her hard a third time. Donna was more prepared and held in the noise she wanted to make, instead drawing in a deep breath and calmly stating, “I’m...sorry for my comments.”
Donna hoped that would be the end of this humiliating experience. Robert wasn't so keen on ending things just yet however. “That's a good girl. Now a couple more so everyone is sure you're really sorry.”
He slapped her bottom hard once more, her cheeks beginning to glow a light pink.
“Don't forget to give her a bit of encouragement.” Greg instructed.
“How do you mean?” Robert asked genuinely.
“Just that, once you're wife has admitted her mistake, it's a good idea to reward her a bit. Kind of a carrot and a stick approach.” Greg explained.
Robert looked at him a bit confused, so Michael jumped in, motioning a spank with his hands as he repeated, “Y'know, stick.”
Roberts nodded, understanding the stick or “punishment” was his hand spanking Donna, but he was still unclear what they meant by carrot until Michael began miming again, wiggling and hooking his finger, to emulate fingering a pussy.
“Reward her.” Michael said with a smile.
Donna could, of course, see this entire exchange and was having none of it.
“I don't think that there is any...agh!” She was cut off as Robert’s fingers found their way inside her. “Robert!”
“Now, now dear. This is just a bit of a reward for apologizing.” His fingers were having no issues sliding in and out and around her wet cunnie, Donna may have been protesting verbally, but her body was telling him a much different story.
“But you do still need to be punished.” Robert told her, spanking her bare ass yet again, and causing her to cry out once more. “In fact, why don't we get through the whole thing as quickly as we can.”
Thank goodness, Donna thought. Her husband understood she needed him to wrap this up as quickly as possible. It was one thing to go along with things so they appeared to have the same type of marriage as everyone else, but they could only go so far.
“You just count the spanks as I give them, and then you’ll get another reward.” Robert told his wife. Donna didn't like hearing that, she knew she was going to have to endure a few more spanks for appearances sake, but she certainly didn’t want him to be fingering her in front of the others any more. What if she orgasmed?
Spank.
“One.” She said aloud, calmly.
Spank.
“Two.” Donna shifted her legs a little, hoping to signal to Robert he didn't need to hit her with quite as much force as he was using.
Spank.
“Th-three.” She wriggled a bit more. Surely Robert can see he is being a bit too enthusiastic, she thought. Her bottom was beginning to really sting and she could only imagine how red it was getting.
Spank.
“Four.” Good lord, he could slow down a little bit. This rapid fire is making my backside burn.
Spank.
“F-five.” her eyes began to water
Spank
“Six. Hold on..” she began to ask a question, but was cut off quickly by...
Spank.
“Seven, wait. Please…” she began to beg...
Spank
“Robert!” She finally broke, the spanking was too intense! “Please!”
“I think you meant eight, dear.” Robert corrected her. Before she could explain he was raising his hand again.
Spank!
“Nine!” She continued, he isn't getting it so all, she thought. All I can just get through this last one.
“No, no it doesn't count if you don't count.” he told her
What?! She thought, I should be almost…
Spank!
“EIGHT!” She yelled, realizing he was just going to continue till she counted them.
“That's better.” Robert told her.
Spank!
Fuck, Donna nearly swore out loud. That hurt a lot. She was desperate to end this. She wiggled uncontrollably, rocking her legs back and forth.
“I didn't hear any counting.” Robert informed her, and slapped her ass once more before she could say anything.
Spank!
“NINE!” She practically screamed. This was too much, to be spanked at all was humiliating, but be hit so much in front of her neighbour's was too much. She started to sob.
“There, there.” Robert comforted her, caressing her red bum as he did so. “Just one more to go.”
He lifted his arm in the air, she steeled herself and waited.
And waited.
She had a couple of tears rolling down her cheeks as she waited, flinching at any movement at all. Why hadn't he spanked her yet? What was he waiting for, she wondered. And then she felt it, Robert’s hard cock was poking at her. She was surprised at how turned on her husband was, to the point of distraction so she was caught unaware as she felt the sting of his hand one last time.
SPANK!
She burst into tears, as much from the shock as anything. Jane and Andrea knew exactly what she was feeling, and were a bit sympathetic. Donna had been quite rude to them, but they could still empathize how much her bottom had to be stinging. Jane recalled not being able to sit down last weekend, after her first spanking.
Greg and Michael watched Donna’s face as her expression went from sobbing to grunts of pleasure when
Robert began, as promised, to finger her.
“Robert. Pl…” She started but stopped suddenly, enjoying the sensations of his fingers playing with her pussy. She was torn. It felt so nice, especially in contrast to the stinging in her backside, but she was still out in public after all. It was time to end this and hopefully get Robert to resume his attentions, once everyone had left and they were in the privacy of their home. “Please, oh my! We have, ugh, guests.”
“Right, of course.” Robert relented. He had thought about trying to make her orgasm in front of the others, but as much as he wanted to push the new boundaries they were exploring, he also knew he could only push so far.
Donna stood back up, adjusted her dress and faced the four on the grass with what little dignity she had left.
“Again, I would like to apologize for my earlier comments. It was completely inappropriate and uncalled for.” She told them.
“Apology accepted.” Greg told her. “But you know…”
Oh good lord, Donna thought. What more could this jackass have to say?
“I was just wondering if maybe Robert’s about due for your wifely duties.” Greg asked, tilting his head towards Robert, who was clearly sporting an erection.
“Well, even if he is, I'm certainly not going to...take care of things in front of you all.” She said defiantly.
“Why not, they did.” Greg challenged her.
“They did? You… Took care of your husband...in front of other people?” Donna couldn't believe what she was hearing and looked to Jane. Jane nodded while looking away, embarrassed.
“Not two weeks ago, when I had to spank Andrea. Immediately afterwards, she decided that the best way to show everyone what a good wife she was, was to take care of things, as you keep saying.”
Donna couldn't believe what she was hearing. “You, performed fellatio? In front of them?”
“We...we both did.” Andrea spoke up, hesitantly. Her cheeks becoming as red as Donna’s back side.
“Well, this works out quite nicely then, doesn't it?” Robert told Donna. “Just last weekend you were worried that the other wives didn't know that you do your duties, the same as them.”
“Well, yes I did say that.” Donna started. “But…”
“And you don't want the other wives thinking they have a better marriage than we do, right?” He continued, for once happy that his wife had a need to be like everyone else.
“Of course not.” Donna agreed, as her mind raced and she tried a way to stop what was happening. “But I think…”
“So what better way to definitively show them, than to just take care of things right now?” Robert said with a smile. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but ever since their backyard trist the previous weekend, he had been eager to try it again. He never dreamed it would happen so soon.
“Well, I mean, I don't think it's appropriate…” she tried.
“Nothing inappropriate about a wife taking care of her husband.” Greg pointed out.
“But, you, you all are…” she tried again.
“Adults, in loving monogamous relationships?” Michael asked rhetorically.
Oh my, Donna could feel her heart racing in her chest. She couldn’t think if a single thing else she could say to get around having to do it, but if she was going to be drawn into this, maybe she could at least draw in the others. That way she wouldn’t be so alone in her embarrassment. “Yes, I suppose all us ladies could…”
“I took care of Michael last night.” Jane cut her off.
“And I took care of Greg twice this week already.” Andrea added.
The five waited while the gears in Donna’s mind spun. There was apparently nothing she could say to avoid the enviable.
“I suppose...I've been...remiss, so far this week.” She said, slowly as she walked over to Robert, who sat down. As much as she was trying to delay things, Robert was trying to speed them up. He fished his hard cock out of his pants and snuck a peek at Jane and Andrea. The ladies were gorgeous and definitely helping with his erection.
“Okay Donna, let's show everyone what a good wife you are.” Robert told her. She dropped to her knees, and looked back at the four, who were all patiently waiting. She smiled awkwardly, and looked back to her husband. Her eyes silently pleaded with him to find her a way out of what was happening. Robert however, had nothing to offer, nor did he want to stop anything.
Donna smiled at the group once more, her eyes staring at Jane and Andrea as she dropped to her knees and slowly lowered her head. She opened her mouth, and ever so hesitantly took Robert's cockhead into her mouth. She did her best to look like she was enjoying, though it was clear to everyone that she was extremely uncomfortable.
“Oh, that's it dear.” Robert moaned. “That’s the good wife you are.”
Robert reached down and took hold of his wife’s head, thrusting his cock deep into her mouth. Donna had to fight her instinct to pull away, not wanting to appear like this was new to her, in front of the other wives. In reality, she had only ever performed fellatio once before, the previous weekend. It had been on the deck then too, however it had been late at night, in the dark, when no one could see her. Except for maybe Mr. or Mrs. Williams, She still hadn’t been brave enough to talk to either of them and confirm which, if either of them had seen her little escapade from their bedroom window.
Michael put his arm around Jane’s waist, holding her as they watched the Baxters’ show. Jane had indeed taken care of him the day before, but he was definitely going to need to have her when they got home. He idly wondered if Andrea and Greg would head straight home or join them. Could he dare to dream of a repeat peek at Andrea’s pussy?
Donna was doing her best to breathe through her nose as her husband pulled and pushed her head up and down his length. He was being a bit more forceful than he had the last time she had given him fellatio, but she suspected that was for the benefit of the others. Robert was doing a wonderful job of making it clear she was a good wife, and she appreciated the fact that he hadn't let it be known that she hadn't in fact been performing her wifely duties for the last 15 years. Sharing that could have damaged her reputation, so she was thankful he had been so discreet. As a way of expressing that thankfulness, she began bobbing her head up and down his cock faster than he had been trying to get her to go. She even reached with one hand and began stroking his shaft.
As his cock slid in and out of her tight lips, she stroked and pumped, gripping his member tightly and doing her best to ignore the audience intently watching them.
“Oh Donna. Oh baby.” Robert started to moan. Her mouth and hand felt incredible, and combined with the thrill of being watched by Jane and Andrea, Robert knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. He began thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth, and try as she might not to, she began to gag.
Robert, realizing he was being a too aggressive, stopped and let his wife resume control of the pace. She rewarded him with several slow slides down his cock and rapid slides back up. She peeked a look at her audience as her tongue swirled around the tip of Robert’s cock several times. Michael and Greg were absently mindedly nodding in approval, each sporting an erection of their own. Donna took that as a compliment. At 35 she was older than both Andrea and Jane by over ten years, but clearly she was able to arouse their husbands. Her husband, for his part, could not stop staring at Jane’s large chest. The sight of it, even encased in the conservative top Jane was wearing, was quite enjoyable, especially as he could enjoy it while at the same time he could feel his wife’s mouth on his cock.
“Oh Donna, I’m close.” he warned her. Donna’s eye widen in shock. She wasn’t prepared for what was going to happen next. She knew her husband was going to ejaculate, but she had never, not even the week before, had her mouth anywhere near his penis when it had gone off.
What was the normal way of handling things, she wondered. If she pulled away, he could spurt anywhere. She couldn’t just let him make a mess on the deck, what kind of wife would s
he be if she was making messes? Her role was to clean them up! Or worse, what if he got some on her? She couldn’t very well face her guests with some of his spunk on her dress, or god forbid, her face! No, she quickly realized she was going to have to accept his ejaculation into her mouth, but even that was a great concern. She had never done so before. What if it tasted terrible? Would she be able to hide her reaction from her guests? And was she to spit it out? Where would she do that? It wasn’t like she could just take the load in her mouth and walk back inside to the kitchen sink. Her instinct told her she was going to have to swallow it, though she wasn’t confident that was the right move either.
