by Holla Dean
The weekend sped by. She took the girls to the park on Saturday morning and then they stopped at a hot dog stand for lunch. While they sat at a picnic table eating, Francine’s cell phone dinged and she saw she had a text.
It was from Joe and simply said: I miss you.
She quickly answered him with: I miss you too. At the park with girls.
It was the first time he had texted her. She thought it was very sweet and reminded her that she couldn’t wait to call Brenda on Monday to quit. She’d already had one call from the service that Francine had decided not to answer. She figured there was no point in dealing with Brenda begging her to help out and take just one call.
On Sunday, Gail took the girls to a movie so Francine could have some quiet in the house and study.
Then it was Monday and the week of school, tests, and studying was in full swing. She called Brenda on her way to school.
“Executive Escorts, how may I help you?” Brenda answered.
“It’s Francine, Brenda. How’s it going?”
“Oh, fine. What’s up with you?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking about it all weekend and I think you’re right. This business really isn’t for me. I just don’t feel right about it and I thought I’d call and let you know that I’m quitting.”
“Yeah, it’s probably the right decision for you,” Brenda said. “And guess what? That guy, Joe, didn’t call on Friday.”
“Oh, something must have come up and he couldn’t call.”
“I guess. I hope he calls again. I’ve got plenty of girls who would like a regular four hour call.”
“I gotta get to class, Brenda. I just wanted to let you know my decision and thank you for all your help and for giving me a chance; even if it didn’t really work out.”
Francine parked her car and walked to her first class feeling free and relaxed. She had not realized how much working for an escort service had weighed on her. She wouldn’t have to lie to her mother anymore; she could tell her she’d been seeing a man who was helping her out financially.
Gail wouldn’t like it and might suggest it wasn’t right to let a man she was not married to help with school, but it at least would be the truth.
She was now determined once again to do the best she possibly could and finish her nursing degree.
SPANK HER HARD
CHAPTER FIVE
Francine and Joe continued to see each other once a week for the next month. Gail wanted to know more about this man who was helping Francine with her school expenses.
“I just don’t understand why I can’t meet this new boyfriend of yours.”
“Mom, he’s very busy. I only get to see him once a week myself. I’ll bring him home sometime when he’s got a little free time.”
Gail wasn’t happy with that answer. “In my day, a man came and picked his date up at her home. He wasn’t afraid to meet her parents.”
“He’s not afraid to meet you, Mom. I’ll tell you what, when I see him tonight I’ll ask him if he can pick me up next week so you can meet him.”
Gail was somewhat mollified with that. “He should meet your girls as well. He does know you have children, doesn’t he?”
“Of course he does, Mom. I promise we’ll work it out so you and the girls can meet him soon.”
Francine didn’t know how Joe would respond to a request from her mother to meet him. What if he didn’t want to? When Francine saw Joe she told him of her mother’s desire to meet him.
“She’s acting like she thinks I’m keeping her from meeting you for some reason. I told her you were very busy and I only see you once a week. But then she went on about how men used to pick up their dates. So I had to tell her I would try to get you over there to meet her and my girls.”
“I’d love to meet your mother, Frannie. And your little girls too. Why don’t we do it on a Sunday afternoon and we can all go to the park or the zoo and get some ice cream?”
“Really, Joe?” Francine asked excitedly. “You really want to meet them?”
Of course I do. I love y...um, kids. It’ll be great.”
Damn! He’d almost let it slip that he loved her. He knew he did, but didn’t think it was right to tell her yet. She needed to finish school and he had too many projects going on to spend more time with her. He ran his hand through his hair and turned to the side so she wouldn’t see the panic in him.
Francine looked at him and wondered if she had heard him correctly. Did he really almost just say that he loved her? It sure had sounded like those words were about to come out of his mouth before he corrected himself. Joe had looked away right after he said it so she couldn’t see his eyes. Could it be that he loved her?
She already knew that she loved him; and she’d almost made the same slip several times recently. Especially when they were making love. Sometimes it almost just bubbled out of her.
It was an awkward moment and Francine covered it up the best she could by asking which Sunday he thought he could make it.
“Let’s do it this Sunday,” he said. “I’ll come over and meet everyone and then we’ll all go to the zoo.”
“Are you sure?” Francine asked. “Aren’t you busy?”
“Yeah,” Joe replied. “But I’ve been realizing that I’m working too much and not spending enough time doing the things I want to do. So let’s do it Sunday.”
She gave him one of her brilliant smiles and said, “I’d really like that. The girls love the zoo and, like all kids, they love ice cream.”
“That’s settled then. Now tell me about your week.”
Francine had not given Joe any reason to spank her for the last month. All she’d had was maintenance spankings. They were pretty light spankings consisting of only twelve to fifteen swats. While they turned her ass a pretty pink color, they didn’t really sting that much and the burn faded quickly.
This week she wanted a little harder spanking. Sex was just so much more intense when her ass was burning from a solid spanking of twenty-five or more hard spanks. She couldn’t remember the last time Joe had used the leather paddle on her ass. And she knew he was itching to give her more than just light maintenance.
She had purposely done a few things over the last week that would give him cause to give her a good ass warming.
Francine looked down at the table as though she were contrite and hesitant to tell him about her week.
“Come on, Frannie,” Joe urged. “It looks like this week didn’t go all that smoothly. Tell me what happened.”
She hid the little smile and said, “I was late to class twice this week. After the second time, my instructor knocked the A from my report down to a B+.”
“Anything else?”
“Um...I don’t know if it counts, but because I was running late I sort of was speeding a little bit. I didn’t get a ticket though so I didn’t know if I needed to tell you that.”
“Yes, you should always tell me everything about your week. Is that it?”
“Yeah, I can’t think of anything else. It was a pretty good week, though not as good as some of the recent ones.”
“Let’s go upstairs now,” Joe suggested with smile. “Looks like we’re going to have a little more than maintenance tonight.”
Francine felt the butterflies in her belly and her pussy tightened at the thought of what was to come.
Joe has turned me into a spanko. Maybe I already was one and he just brought out the spanko in me.
They rode up in the elevator and Joe kept his hand on her ass. He leaned down to whisper in her ear.
“I think we might need to use the paddle on your cute ass.”
She sucked her breath in sharply and felt the dampness between her legs.
“Would you like that?” He asked softly, blowing into her ear.
Francine nodded and whispered, “Yes.”
The elevator bell sounded and the doors slid open. Joe guided her to his room and then unlocked the door. He put the key in his pocket and grabbed the ice bucke
“I’ll be right back,” he said. “You can get undressed; I want you bare-assed naked tonight.”
She took her time getting undressed. She hated being naked and just standing at the bed or sitting on the sofa waiting for him.
First she went to close the drapes in the bedroom and then she kicked off her shoes. She walked to the small closet and got a hanger for her dress. After she took the dress off and hung it up she went into the bathroom to brush her hair. Then she slowly took off her stockings, then her panties, and finally the bra.
The door opened just as she pulled the bra straps off her arms. Joe stood in the doorway of the bathroom and watched her through the mirror.
He started unbuttoning his shirt when he saw that she was looking at him through the mirror. Francine licked her lips and turned around so she was facing Joe.
“Let me help you,” she said softly and began to undress him.
Now they were both naked and she saw that Joe’s cock was already hard. She ran her finger from the base of his shaft up to the tip and then followed the edge of the throbbing head around the circumference.
Joe grabbed her hand to stop her. “I want to spank you. Now.”
He led her to the bed, sat down, and pulled her across his lap. His hand caressed her ass softly at first and then he grabbed one cheek and squeezed. She moaned and wiggled her hips, feeling his hard dick press against her side.
Joe started spanking. Lightly at first and then gradually building up to a heavier swat. She knew that was the warm up phase.
Her butt cheeks squeezed together in anticipation of the harder, sharper smacks she knew were coming.
“Why are you getting this spanking?” He asked.
“I was late for class and I was speeding.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“And why shouldn’t you be doing those things?”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Because it will affect my grades and speeding is unsafe.”
“That’s right.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Joe stopped asking questions and reached for the leather paddle. He rubbed it over her red bottom and started lecturing.
“You need to be to your classes on time so you can keep your grades up. Your girls need their mother, so I don’t want you speeding. Do you understand me, Frannie?”
Before she had a chance to answer, Joe brought the paddle down on her ass five or six times causing her to gasp and cry out.
“Do you understand, Frannie?” He asked again.
“Yes! I understand! You didn’t give me a chance to answer the first time before you started paddling!” She yelled.
Joe gave her six more strikes with the paddle. Then he rubbed her butt and said, “You mustn’t yell at me, Frannie.”
“I know,” she answered, feeling the need to have him inside her. “But you didn’t give me a chance to answer.”
“You still shouldn’t yell, sweetheart. That’s going to get you a few more smacks with the paddle.”
He gave her three hard whacks on her already bright red ass and let the paddle fall to the floor. His hand ran over her ass and down her thigh. Then back up the other thigh and slipped between her legs.
“Open your legs wider and let me feel your wet pussy.”
She obeyed and felt his long, strong fingers caressing her. Two fingers plunged into her hot wetness and she cried out.
Joe couldn’t wait anymore, his cock had been hard and throbbing since he first got undressed. It was about to explode and he wanted it to happen while he was inside her.
He turned her over and climbed on top of her, lifting her legs up and settling them over his shoulders. He sank his throbbing shaft deep into her pussy with one powerful thrust.
As she opened her mouth to cry out, he covered it with his mouth and kissed her, his tongue plunging into her mouth and finding her tongue. He sucked on it as he repeatedly thrust his cock into her.
Gasping, moaning, wanting more of him inside her, Francine bucked her hips and met every thrust until they both came.
They fell asleep and when Francine woke up it was nearly midnight. Joe’s arm was across her chest and one of his legs was over one of hers.
She didn’t want to wake him and gently lifted his arm off and then slowly slid out from under his leg.
He moaned and put his arm back across her chest.
“Where are you going?”
“I’ve got to go, Joe. It’s almost midnight; I’ve got to go home.”
“Mmmm...are you Cinderella? Will you turn into a pumpkin?” He murmured.
“No, silly. It was the coach that turned into a pumpkin, not Cinderella. My mom will worry if I don’t get home soon.”
“Okay, I’ll walk you to your car.”
She was up now, tugging her clothes back on.
“No, you just sleep. I can get to my car without you.”
Joe sat up and said, “I’ll walk you. I don’t want you in that parking garage alone this late at night.”
SPANK HER HARD
CHAPTER SIX
Sunday morning promised a wonderful day. The sky was clear blue, the temperature was comfortable, and everyone was looking forward to a fun outing to the zoo.
Joe was due to arrive at noon and he was punctual. The doorbell rang, and the two little girls ran to answer it.
“We’ll get it, Mommy!” Lillie called out in her high voice.
“Hold on, girls.” Francine said. “Remember the rules; you two don’t answer the door without a grownup.”
“But Mommy!” Lilah complained. “We know it’s your friend.”
“You won’t know that for sure until the door is opened. So wait.” Francine said firmly as she opened the door.
Joe stood there smiling at Francine and then lowered his gaze to the cutest little blonde girls he’d ever seen. They looked like little miniature versions of Frannie.
“Hello, ladies,” he greeted them, still looking at the little girls.
They were suddenly overcome with shyness and hid behind their mother.
Francine gave Joe a welcoming smile and said, “Hi, Joe. Come on it. The girls are excited to meet you.”
She shut the front door and led everyone into the kitchen where Gail was busy making ham and cheese sandwiches to go with the creamy tomato soup she had cooked earlier.
“Joe, I’d like you to meet my mother, Gail Carter. Mom, this is Joe Ryan.”
Gail washed her hands and dried them on her apron before shaking Joe’s hand and saying, “It’s about time we met, young man. You’ve been seeing my daughter for some time now.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Joe replied. “I’m pleased to meet you and I apologize for not coming by sooner.”
Gail was immediately charmed by Joe’s one dimple smile. She looked down at her granddaughters who were still hiding behind Francine.
“Come here, girls. Let’s introduce you properly to Mr. Ryan.”
The girls went to their grandma and she said, “Joe, this is Lillie and Lilah. Girls, meet Mr. Ryan.”
“I’m very happy to meet you ladies. Your mom talks a lot about you two. You can just call me Joe, none of that Mr. Ryan stuff is necessary.”
Gail wasn’t going to go along with that. “These girls will learn how to behave and treat adults with respect. They either will call you Mr. Ryan or Uncle Joe.”
“Let’s go with Uncle Joe then,” He said. “Is everyone looking forward to a trip to the zoo?”
“Yeah!” The two girls called out simultaneously.
Then Lillie said, “We don’t have a daddy. I’m Lillie and I’m the big sister. Even though we’re twins, I’m the oldest. By four minutes. Right, Mommy?”
Francine was mortified that Lillie had announced they didn’t have a daddy. Now Joe would be feeling like he was being considered for the daddy position.
“Let’s go wash our hands, girls.” Francine said to change the subject. “Grandma has lunch just about ready.”
They ate lunch at the kitchen table and the girls lost all their shyness and babbled on and on about things that could hold absolutely no interest for Joe.
When Francine tried to get Lilah to stop talking, Joe said, “It’s okay. I want to hear about her Barbie’s sports car. It sounds real cool.”
“It is! It’s so cool!” Lilah said. “I’ll show it to you after we eat.”
Lillie chimed in as well, “We have a Barbie house too. It has an elevator so we can take our Barbie dolls up to the third floor. We have lots of clothes for our Barbies.”
There was no chance for Gail to start questioning Joe on his work, his past, or anything else with the girls talking nonstop. At least she could be grateful for that much, Francine thought.
They drove to the zoo in two cars. Joe and Francine went in Joe’s car and Gail went in her car with the girls since it had their booster seats in it. Once they were parked Lillie and Lilah ran to walk with Joe. They each went to one side and grabbed his hands, chattering away at the amazing animals they were going to show him.
Francine just looked at him and shrugged her apology. She had no idea the girls would take to him so well. She had expected they’d be shy like they were when he first came to the house. But all shyness was gone and both girls were acting like they’d known Joe all their short little lives.
Joe took it all in stride and listened to them attentively, responding to them and treating them like he dealt with little girls every day.
Gail and Francine ended up walking behind them and Gail said, “That’s a good man. Any man who can comfortably walk with two little chatterbox girls like that is a good man. You better hang on to him, Francine.”
“Stop it, Mom. I’ve only known him for a couple of months. It’s way too soon to be thinking like that.”
“Not necessarily,” Gail said. “Sometimes you know from the start.”
“We’re just taking it easy, Mom. Neither one of us is in a position to escalate this relationship.”
Once past the entrance Lillie said, “One of my friends told me she gets to ride on her daddy’s shoulders when they go to the zoo.”
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