Spank Her Bundle 1 (Books 1-3)

by Holla Dean

  He supposed it was possible - where else would that love at first sight stuff have come from? Would it be so bad if he was in love with Frannie?

  Nah, it would be pretty cool. Messy; with everything else going on in both of their lives. But it could be damn nice.

  Joe headed back to his room. He wished Frannie was spending the night with him and wondered if that would be possible once she quit working for the service. Probably not, she had children and lived with her mother. He’d have to make do with just the Friday evenings.

  Francine was very uncomfortable riding home in her car. Her ass was sore as hell and she suspected she was going to be uncomfortable for the next three or four days.

  Tonight was the best sex she’d ever had. It was funny how every week she drove home from spending time with Joe and thought how she’d just had the best sex ever. It just seemed to get better every time.

  If this was what a sound spanking did for sex, then she would take one every night! Well, maybe not one quite as sound as the one she had tonight.

  This week she was going to be very good. She would not lose patience with her mother and yell at her. If Brenda called and asked if could take a few calls, she would not lie. She would tell her that between studying and her daughters, she just didn’t have the time. That would be the truth. Finally, she would not speed so she wouldn’t get a ticket.

  Joe would have absolutely no reason to spank her next Friday night. He would probably want to give her one of those maintenance spankings he was going to do last week that they never got around to. She was sure that would not be nearly as severe as the one she experienced tonight.

  She hoped her mother didn’t notice her wince every time she sat down. Sitting in the hard wooden seats at school was not going to pleasant. Oh well, the great sex more than made up for it.

  SPANK HER HARD

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Brenda did call Francine on Monday afternoon and begged her to take at least one call. It almost turned into an argument.

  “Francine, you can’t limit yourself to just one trick. You have to take other calls.”

  “I can’t take a call, Brenda,” Francine said. “My mom’s not home and I have the girls. I have a test tomorrow and I have to study for it. I’m sorry, I can’t do it.”

  None of that was a lie. Her mom had gone shopping and she was studying for a test. She just didn’t know what she was going to say if Brenda called her again during the week. Maybe it would be best if she didn’t answer her phone when Brenda called.

  There had been a close call with her mother on Sunday morning. When Francine sat down to breakfast, Gail had noticed how carefully Francine sat.

  “You’re sitting down awfully gingerly, Francine. Did you hurt yourself?”

  “No, I’m just a little sore. I’m sure it’ll be fine in a day or two.”

  That wasn’t a lie either. She had not hurt herself and she was a little sore. So far, so good for the week.

  On Tuesday she aced her exam. She wouldn’t get the score until the following day but she knew all the answers and was sure she would get an A on it.

  Only three more days until she saw Joe again. Her ass was feeling much better now and when she had taken a look in the mirror, it was just a little pink.

  Brenda called again on Thursday and reminded Francine that when Joe called on Friday and requested her, Brenda was going to send someone else. She had decided to forestall his refusal to see a different girl by simply sending someone else. That girl would tell him that Brenda had been unable to reach Francine so had sent someone else.

  “Okay, if that’s how you want to handle it,” Francine had said.

  “I think that’s best,” Brenda said. “You’re too new in this business to get so involved with your client. But don’t worry, I’ll see that you get another client.”

  “Well, if Joe calls and you’re not going to give it to me, then I think I’ll just stay home with my little girls.”

  Brenda gave a huge sigh. “You know, Francine, I’m beginning to wonder if this business just isn’t a good fit for you.”

  “Are you firing me?” Francine asked. Please say yes!

  “No, at least not yet. But I want you to give this some serious thought. Other than this Joe character, you haven’t seen any other clients in over a month. Maybe you’re just not cut out for this; not everyone can do this work.”

  “I suppose you’re right,” Francine answered. “I will think about it over the weekend.”

  Wow! Brenda had just given her the perfect chance to quit. If all went well with Joe the following day, then Francine would call Brenda on Monday and tell her she was right, this job wasn’t a good fit.

  On Friday morning Francine received a text message from Joe telling her he would be in a different hotel. He gave her the room number and asked her to be there at seven.

  She had told her mother she was going out with a friend again.

  “Is this the same friend you saw last week?” Gail asked her daughter.

  “Yeah, it is,” Francine replied. “We’re just going to go to dinner and hang out.”

  “Is this a new young man you’re seeing?” Gail pried.

  “Yes, Mom. But we’re just friends.”

  Her mother smiled and said, “It’s good for you to get out with a guy now and then. Have fun.”

  “Thanks, Mom. I don’t think I’ll be too late.”

  “That’s fine, but if you do end up late give me a call so I won’t worry.”

  “I will.” Francine kissed her mother on the cheek and then went to say goodnight to her little girls.

  The hotel Joe was in was several blocks away from the one he had been using. It was just as nice and had underground parking. Francine parked near the elevator and then took it up to Joe’s room.

  She knocked on his door and he opened it wearing jeans and a polo shirt. He smiled at her and gave her a quick kiss.

  “Are we eating in tonight?” She remembered the last time he had answered the door in jeans he had wanted to order from room service.

  “If you don’t mind, I’d like to. It’ll give us a little more private time.”

  She gave him a bright smile and said, “I don’t mind at all. We can just relax and enjoy this nice room.”

  Francine wandered around the suite. Joe always stayed in a suite. He had a living room, a kitchenette, and a spacious bedroom. This room was up on the thirty-fifth floor and the balcony off the bedroom gave a wonderful view of the city lights.

  The other hotel didn’t have balconies. While there were great views from the windows, this was much better when you could step outside into the open air.

  She wandered out on the balcony and Joe followed her. As she stood by the railing, he wrapped his arms around her and said, “I’ve missed you this week.”

  She turned her head and kissed him. “I’ve missed you, too. Wait until I tell you about Brenda!”

  “Let’s go back inside and order dinner. Then you can tell me all about it.”

  Joe ordered filet mignon steaks and baked potatoes. Their meals came with small dinner salads and he ordered one dessert to share between the two of them.

  While they waited for their meal, Francine told him about her conversation with Brenda and how the woman had suggested that perhaps this wasn’t the right line of work for Francine.

  “That’s great!” Joe exclaimed. “She opened the door for you and now she won’t be suspicious at all when you quit.”

  Then Francine told him how Brenda was planning to force another girl on him when he called by just sending someone else to him who would say Francine had not been available.

  Joe’s dark eyes narrowed and he said, “That wouldn’t have worked. I’d have given her fifty dollars for her trouble and sent her on her way.”

  “So how come you didn’t stay at the usual hotel?” Francine asked.

  “I thought it was better just in case Brenda called the hotel when she didn’t hear from me for my usual Friday nig
ht request. If she does call, they’ll tell her I’m not registered and she won’t think anything of it.”

  “That’s a good idea. I told her if she wasn’t going to give me your call, then I would just take the night off. Which I guess was sort of a lie, huh?”

  “I think we can forgive one little lie this time.” Joe smiled as he leaned over to kiss her.

  “Tell me about your week, Frannie.” He said as he pulled away from the kiss.

  Francine grinned and said, “I have been good all week! I don’t have anything to report that could get me spanked!”

  “Very good! Then we’ll just have a little maintenance spanking tonight.”

  “Why did I know you were going to say that?” She asked him.

  Joe pulled out the straight back chair from the desk and positioned it so it was facing the main area of the room. He walked to the windows and closed the drapes.

  “I want you to come over here and lean over the chair with your arms resting on the seat.”

  “Now? Our dinner will be here soon.”

  “Then you better do it quickly.”

  She got up and walked to the chair. “Uh, should I get undressed?”

  “No, just lean over the chair.”

  She did as he asked and once she was bent over he lifted the skirt of her dress and draped it over her back. Then he pulled her panties down so they were bunched up around her knees.

  Her ass was up in the air, waiting to be spanked. A very fetching sight that Joe admired.

  He stood to her left side and placed his left hand on her lower back to help hold her in place. Then he quickly proceeded to give her twelve sharp, stinging smacks across her bare ass. He didn’t alternate cheeks this time. He smacked her right cheek six times and then gave the right cheek the final six strikes.

  Francine gasped a few times, and cried out twice; once when the final blow was delivered to the left cheek, and again when the final blow landed on the right.

  When he was finished, he gently pulled her panties back up and lowered the skirt of her dress. He straightened her up from her bent over position and hugged her, rubbing her bottom in a soothing manner.

  There was a knock on the door and Francine turned a bright red at the thought of the waiter coming in right after she’d been spanked.

  Joe winked at her and said, “Don’t worry; he’ll have no clue that your ass is a blushing pink.”

  That caused her to blush even more and she went quickly to the restroom to hide until the waiter left. If he saw her bright red face, he’d think they’d just had sex or something.

  In a few minutes, Joe knocked on the door and said, “You can come out now, he’s gone.”

  They ate their dinner and then curled up on the sofa to watch a little TV. Francine leaned against Joe and he put his arm around her so he could reach her ass and caress it. There would be no call from the service tonight to warn her that the time was almost up.

  She wondered if Joe would want her to spend more time with him since she didn’t have to keep the service notified. She wouldn’t mind staying longer; it felt nice being cuddled up with Joe and having him rub her ass. Soon she drifted off to sleep.

  About an hour later Francine awoke to delicious sensations. Somehow Joe had managed to pick her up and take her to the bed without waking her.

  He was lying beside her with his head at the apex of her thighs and his huge, stiff shaft just inches from her mouth.

  She moaned as he sucked at her clit and slipped two fingers inside her pussy. She reached for his rigid cock and brought it her lips.

  First she kissed the tip and ran her tongue along the edge of the head. She squeezed gently as her hand stroked him up and down. Then she took him into her mouth and moved her hand lower to cup his balls. When she felt the slight throbbing begin in his cock, she moved her mouth to his balls and took them in her mouth, one at a time, rolling them with her tongue.

  Joe groaned and sucked harder on Frannie’s clit. His fingers were fucking her pussy fast and hard. When she put his balls in her mouth he nearly came undone.

  He rolled her completely on her back and moved over her supporting himself on his knees as she wrapped her lips around his cock again. He spread her legs wider and with his fingers stroked the hot moisture from her pussy downwards towards her tight little puckered hole. With two fingers still inside her pussy, he slipped one long finger of his other hand into her ass.

  She gasped in surprise but didn’t release his cock from her mouth and Joe felt her ass clamp down on his finger. Then she moaned as he began to slowly move that finger in and out.

  Francine had no idea this could feel so good. She was going to come soon and she sucked harder on his cock and massaged his balls so he would come with her.

  They both exploded, Joe’s cum shooting down Frannie’s throat while he lapped at her pussy as her hips bucked wildly.

  When their breathing had returned to almost normal, Joe smacked her ass and said, “Come on, let’s take a shower.”

  Francine dug out a hair clip from her purse to tie up her hair so it wouldn’t get wet while Joe got the shower running good and hot.

  The shower was large with a built-in bench at one end. They got in and soaped each other up with liquid soap. Their skin was slippery from the soap and water and their hands glided over each other in sensuous strokes.

  Joe shoved her back against the wall and kissed her deeply while his hands kneaded her breasts. She reached down to grab his cock and found it already getting hard again. She stroked it up and down until it was standing at attention, throbbing as though looking for something warm and wet to bury itself in. She thought she had just the place for it.

  Joe turned her around so she was facing the end wall where the bench was. He bent her down and she had to reach her arms out onto the bench to support herself.

  Suddenly he smacked her wet ass sharply several times and then pulled her hips into his groin as he rammed his cock to the hilt into her pussy.

  The spanks felt stingier than usual on her wet skin and with the sudden intrusion of his large cock into her cunt, the sensations were intensified.

  Joe plunged his cock hard in and out of her several times until once again, they came together.

  Francine was exhausted, she turned to sit on the bench but Joe sat down first and pulled her onto his lap. With the hot shower water cascading over them, he nibbled on her ear.

  “That was some fantastic shower sex,” he said.

  “Yes, it was,” she agreed as she reached her hand around to rub her rear end. “But what was the quick spanking for.”

  “Hmmm..., just because your ass looked so damn good and spankable. I couldn’t resist.” He said it with a grin and then kissed her.

  “Come on, let’s dry off and get dressed. I’ll walk you to your car.”

  When they were dressed and Francine looked at the clock she saw it was half past eleven. She’d be home by midnight so there was no need to call her mother.

  Joe had given her the full amount of money that he’d always given her and for the first time Francine felt bad taking it. It just didn’t seem right to be paid for spending time with someone she liked so much and doing things that were so damn enjoyable.

  “Joe, I just don’t feel right accepting this much money from you. I really don’t want to take any money from you, I like being with you and don’t think you should pay me.”

  Joe had known this would eventually come up. Despite working for the escort service, Francine was not really a call girl. She was just a young mom trying to provide for her kids while she went to school. He figured she was feeling guilty about the whole escort/call girl thing.

  “I don’t want you to think of it that way,” he told her. “I’m just helping you out with your education and we’re enjoying spending some time together. One has nothing to do with the other.”

  She shook her head, “I just can’t justify it, Joe. I’d like to keep seeing you, but I think I should just get a regular j
ob instead of taking your money.”

  “Sit down, Francine, let’s talk about this.”

  Joe reminded her that a regular job would have scheduling problems that could be difficult with her classes. She would have less time to spend with her daughters, less time to study, less money, and a lot more stress.

  “That’s not what you need or want. You’ve got to get your head wrapped around this in a way that you can deal with accepting money from me. I’m happy to help you out. It makes me glad to see someone trying to improve their life so they can better provide for their family.”

  He looked at her and could tell she was still not convinced. “Besides, I’ll be expecting a full accounting every week on your school. I want to know how you do on your tests, what grades you’re getting on the assignments you turn in, and that everything is being done on time. If your grades slip you’ll be having an extra session with the paddle on your bare ass. Do you understand?”

  Francine nodded her head. She knew he was right, it was just how she looked at it. And now that he just let her know there would be real accountability to him on her schoolwork, she thought it would be easier to accept the money.

  “So are you saying that if my grades slip, not only will I be getting the regular spanking, but an extra one with the paddle?”

  “That’s exactly what I’m saying. So I want you to have a clear understanding that I’m not giving you money because you spend time with me and we have a great time rolling around the bed. I am helping you with your education and if I don’t have evidence that you’re doing a good job, there will be consequences. You will be punished.”

  “Okay, I’m good with that.” She leaned over and kissed him quickly. “I better go before my mom worries about me being out too late.”

  By Saturday morning Francine’s ass wasn’t even pink anymore. The maintenance spanking had been much lighter than she’d expected. Of course, there’d been that extra little spanking in the shower; but she’d expected much worse from something called a maintenance spanking.