by Paige Tyler
She'd imagine Conner spanking her in all sorts of different scenarios. One time, she'd be over his knee while he sat on one of the straight-backed chairs at the kitchen table. The next, she'd be bent over the bed with her panties down around her thighs while her husband reddened her bare bottom with a hairbrush. Once, she'd even fantasized about him spanking her in the shower. That one had gotten her so hot that she'd had to stop what she was doing and slide her hands down her panties so that she could touch herself. She had gone off like a rocket.
In keeping with her plan, she sat down with the laptop and looked on the Internet for some spanking websites. She found everything from blogs to story sites to photos, and though she was both fascinated and excited by all of it, she still couldn't seem to work up the courage to show it to Conner. She really didn't know exactly how to bring up the subject. Maybe if he would walk in and ask her what she was looking at, it might give her an opening, she thought. But he was busy wrapping her Christmas presents in the living room and didn't come in, much to her dismay. Hayley sighed and closed the laptop. Maybe she should just put the whole plan off until after the holidays, she decided.
Hayley and Conner spent Christmas morning lazing in bed together, but it wasn't long before she couldn't take the suspense anymore and dragged him downstairs to open presents. After that, it was off to his parents' house for a visit before going to her parents', where they spent the day and had Christmas dinner.
By the time they got home later that evening, Hayley was ready to change into a pair of shorts and a tank top, and relax on the couch with Conner. After such a whirlwind day, she would have thought that he would want to do the same, but it seemed that her husband had other ideas.
"First, you have to open the rest of your presents," he said, taking her hand and leading her into the living room.
Hayley blinked in surprise. After all the wonderful, thoughtful gifts he'd given her with that morning, he had more for her?
Sitting her down on the couch, Conner walked over to the Christmas tree and reached underneath it. A moment later, he came up with two boxes wrapped in colorful paper and topped with pretty bows. Where had those come from? Hayley wondered. She was sure they hadn't been there that morning.
Crossing the room, Conner handed her one of the packages, and then sat down beside her. In the multi-colored lights of the Christmas tree, his blue eyes twinkled as he waited for her to open it.
"But hon, I didn't get you any other presents," she protested.
He chuckled. "That's okay," he said. "These presents are really for the both of us anyway."
That had her really curious. Eager to see what her husband had gotten her, Hayley eagerly took off the bow and tore open the paper. Her lips curved into a smile as she recognized the signature pink box that came from her favorite lingerie store. Taking off the lid, she opened the pink tissue paper to reveal a sexy pair of black lace-trimmed panties and a matching bra. Fingering the soft, silky material, she gave her husband a smile.
"They're beautiful," she said, leaning close to give him a kiss. "Thank you."
He grinned. "How bout you go put them on and model them for me?" he suggested.
She glanced at the other present in his hand. "What about that?"
His grin broadened. "You have to put those on before you can open this one."
Hayley lifted a brow. Well, that was certainly very mysterious, she thought. Still wondering what the other gift could be, she gave her husband a smile and hurried upstairs to change into the bra and panties he'd bought her.
Once in the bedroom, she took off her boots, then pushed down her skirt and pulled off her top, before slipping off her underwear. Naked, she stepped into the skimpy panties and matching bra Conn had bought her, and then turned to survey her reflection in the mirror before going downstairs. What she saw made her catch her breath.
Totally one for wearing sexy lingerie, the bra and panties that Conner had given her were definitely that. Not only did the lacy bra enhance her cleavage, but the silky Brazilian-style panties were cut high in the back to reveal a generous amount of her asscheeks. If she hadn't modeled tons of lingerie for him before, she might be a little embarrassed, but as it was, she was getting more than a little excited.
A blush coloring her cheeks, Hayley left the bedroom and went back downstairs. Conner was still sitting on the couch where she'd left him, and he let out a low whistle when he saw her. Her lips curving into a sexy smile, she slowly turned in place so that he could get a better view.
"You look amazing," he breathed, unable to take his eyes from her slender figure.
Sauntering across the room, she sat down on the couch beside him. "So," she said. "Do I get to open my other present now?"
His mouth curved. "You do."
Taking the gift that her husband held out to her, Hayley took off the bow and eagerly unwrapped it. The plain, white box gave her no clue as to what was inside, and she hurriedly took off the lid and opened the tissue paper, only to let out a gasp.
Inside the box, nestled between the folds of tissue was an oval-shaped wooden paddle!
Her eyes flew to Conner.
His mouth quirked. "A little elf told me that you've been especially naughty this year," he said. "And you know what happens to girls that have been naughty, don't you, sweetheart?"
"Wh-what?" she stammered, even though she knew exactly what he was going to say.
He grinned. "Why, they get spanked, of course."
Hayley felt her pulse quicken at his words. How had Conner known that she wanted to be spanked? Had one of her friends mentioned it to him? Surely not, she told herself. None of them would do that without letting her know, would they?
Beside her, Conner took the box from her suddenly trembling hands. Taking out the paddle, he set it down on the couch next to him, and then patted his knee.
"Over you go, babe," he said.
Her heart was pounding so loudly that Hayley barely heard the words, but there was no mistaking the gleam in her husband's blue eyes. He was as excited about spanking her as she was about getting spanked.
But now she was also a little nervous. Fantasizing about getting spanked was one thing, but now she was actually going to get one. And with a paddle, no less. Would she love it as much as she'd thought she would?
Nervously wetting her lips, Hayley carefully climbed over his lap and stretched out on the couch. A moment later, she felt a strong hand on her back, and she automatically tensed. It was like every nerve in her body was tingling with anticipation. As much as she had dreamed about this spanking, she couldn't help being a little anxious at the same time. Her friends had said that despite how enjoyable spankings were, they still hurt, she remembered. While that wooden paddle looked like it could be really fun, it also looked like it could be really wicked, and she held her breath as she waited for Conner to begin.
But her husband didn't spank her right away. Instead, he slowly ran his hand up the back of her legs to gently caress her panty-covered bottom. Oooh, he knew exactly what he was doing, Hayley thought. She felt herself beginning to relax already.
"So," Conner said as he traced the curves of her cheeks with his fingers. "How long have you wanted me to spank you?"
Startled by his question, Hayley lifted her head to look over her shoulder at him. "How did you know about that?"
The corner of his mouth edged up. "I told you," he said. "A little elf."
So, one of her friends had told him, she thought as she turned back around to rest her head on her folded arms, and she absently found herself wondering which of them it had been.
"Well?" her husband prompted quietly.
She thought back to his question. "For a while," she admitted.
He continued to rub her bottom. "Why didn't you tell me?"
She chewed on her lower lip. "Because I didn't know how to bring it up," she said softly. Then, after a moment, she added, "And because I wasn't sure you would want to spank me."
Conner chuckled s
oftly at that. "You don't have to worry about that, sweetheart," he said, his hand gliding down one of her slender legs, and then back up the other. "Since I found out that you wanted me to spank you, it's all that I've been able to think about." He cupped her bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I probably fantasized a hundred times about spanking you in a hundred different ways, but my favorite is definitely this one, with you over my knee, your sexy, little ass just ready and waiting for me to spank. You don't know how hard it was to wait until Christmas."
Her husband had always been an expert at turning her on with erotic words alone, but hearing him talk about how much he wanted to spank her had her pussy positively purring. By the time he actually started spanking her, she would be dripping wet.
Abruptly, Hayley realized that Conner had stopped caressing her bottom. A moment later, she felt a light smack on her right cheek. Little more than a love pat, it didn't hurt, but it startled her nonetheless, and she let out a soft, little gasp. Another smack quickly followed, a little harder than the first, and she almost moaned when she felt the delicious sting it left.
She held her breath, waiting for Conner to continue, but he surprised her by caressing her nearly-naked derriere for a moment before delivering another sound smack to her right cheek. This time, his hand connected with the portion of her bottom left exposed by the tiny panties, and she cried out.
"Owwwww!"
Above her, Conner paused. "Too hard, sweetheart?"
But Hayley shook her head. "No," she said, and then, looking over her shoulder at him, she shyly added, "It just caught me a little by surprise. You can spank me harder, if you want."
A deep chuckle met her words, and Hayley felt her face color. She couldn't remember ever being this shy with Conner before, not even the first time they'd had sex. But there was just something so embarrassing about being over his knee while he reddened her bottom. And also something very, very hot, too.
Taking her at her word, Conner began to spank her harder. Not so hard that it actually hurt, but hard enough to make her bottom sting. And it was like each spank built on the one before it. Her ass began to burn hotter and hotter. At first, she tried not to protest too much, afraid that her husband would think she wanted him to stop, but as he continued to spank one cheek, and then the other, she found herself crying out after each and every smack.
Then, suddenly, Conner stopped. Despite how much she was enjoying the spanking, Hayley was glad for the momentary respite, especially since her husband took the opportunity to give her stinging asscheeks a firm squeeze. She moaned softly.
Giving her ass another squeeze, Conner slid his hand between her legs to lightly run his finger along her soaking-wet panties.
"I think your pussy is getting wet," he said softly, his finger caressing her through the silky material. "Shall I check to be sure?"
Hayley could only moan in reply. But that was all the answer Conner obviously needed because a moment later, she felt him slowly pulling down her panties. She expected him to take the tiny scrap of material off completely, but instead, he left them banded around her thighs. For some reason, that made her feel even sexier.
Spreading her legs a little to give him better access to her pussy, she caught her breath at the first touch of his fingers on her sex.
"Oh yes," he told her, his voice husky as he explored her pussy. "You're soaking wet."
Conner took his time with her, sliding his finger up one fold to tease the plump little nub of her clit before gliding back down the other side. He was unmerciful in his teasing, too, bringing her closer and closer to climax each time he caressed her clit, only to back off before she could.
As his fingers left her clit for the umpteenth time to move back down the folds of her pussy, Hayley whimpered in protest. But Conner ignored her, sliding his hand out from between her legs to give her a hard smack on her bare bottom.
"Owwwww!" she yelped, startled.
He chuckled. "You didn't think I had finished spanking you, did you?"
She bit back another yelp as his hand came down on her bottom again. "No, but..."
"Good," he said, punctuating the word with a smack. "Because I plan on spanking you until this gorgeous ass of yours is the perfect shade of red. It is Christmas, after all."
Hayley blushed as she pictured how she must look right now, draped over her husband's lap, her panties banded around her thighs, her bare, red bottom and wet pussy on display. The thought made her even wetter, and it was all she could do not to reach down and rub her clit with her fingers while Conner continued to spank her.
Over and over his hand came down, the smacks falling rhythmically, first on one cheek, and then the other while she squirmed and kicked and protested each of them. Now that she was being spanked on the bare bottom, she could appreciate just how much protection the skimpy panties had been. It didn't help that Conner seemed to be concentrating on her sit-spots, either. Ouch, did that hurt! She was really squirming and kicking now. If it hadn't been for Conner's firm hand on her back, she might have fallen right off his lap.
And yet, despite how fiercely her bottom was stinging, she loved every minute of it. She didn't think she'd ever been so turned on!
Nevertheless, Hayley was relieved when Conner stopped to rub her bottom again. God, that felt good. But then her husband did something that felt even more incredible. He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to her red-hot asscheeks.
Closing her eyes, Hayley let out a soft sigh of pleasure as Conner gently kissed and nibbled at her bottom. She could have him do that all night.
But apparently, Conner had other ideas because after a moment, he lifted his head. Which was more than fine with her, she decided as he slid his hand between her legs and gently slipped his finger inside her wet pussy.
Conner moved his finger inside of her slowly at first, and then more quickly, and Hayley instinctively rotated her hips in time with his motions. He was going to make her come, she thought.
But her husband was still determined to tease her it seemed because a moment later, he stopped fingering her and took his hand away. Hayley opened her mouth to protest, when she felt something hard and smooth caressing her bare bottom.
The paddle! She had completely forgotten about it.
Unable to help herself, Hayley tensed as she waited for Conner to begin.
But once again, Conner didn't spank her right away. Instead, he began to rub her bare bottom with the paddle. And despite her nervousness, Hayley realized she was completely relaxed. This was what she had been waiting for.
"Your ass looks amazing all red like this, did you know that?" her husband said softly.
As he spoke, he continued to make small circles on her derriere, and Hayley let out another moan. She was just wondering if she should ask Conner to let her go look at her bottom in the mirror when he spoke again.
"I think it's going to look even more amazing after I spank you with the paddle, though," he said, his tone almost conversational as he added, "You do want me to spank you with the paddle, don't you, sweetheart?"
Forgetting all about the mirror, she felt the heat rush to her face as she nodded her head.
Conner said nothing, and for a moment, Hayley wondered if he was waiting for her to say the actual words aloud. But then, without warning, he lifted the paddle and brought it down on her bare ass with a resounding smack!
"Owwwww!" she cried, bucking up off his lap momentarily.
Hayley barely had time to catch her breath before Conner brought the paddle down again, this time on her other cheek. Ouch that hurt, she thought. And yet, at the same time, it also felt absolutely wonderful. Her bottom wasn't just stinging anymore; now, it was on fire. But she decided that she wouldn't want it any other way. It was like there was a link between her sore bottom and her pussy. Every time the paddle came down, she could feel her pussy clench with excitement. She was beginning to think it might even be possible for her to come just from the spanking.
Just when she thought i
t couldn't possibly get any better, Conner began to use his free hand to give her ass a squeeze in between each smack with the paddle. The combination of spank-squeeze-spank created a sensation that was absolutely delicious. It built her excitement higher and higher, but wouldn't let her tip over the edge. God, she hoped he wouldn't stop.
And he didn't, not for a very long time. Instead, he moved the paddle all over her bottom, finding every sensitive and tantalizing spot. As he did so, she realized that she was shoving her bottom up in the air to meet the paddle each time it came down. God, she wanted it!
But just then, Conn stopped. Tossing the paddle onto the couch beside him, he gently soothed the sting from her throbbing asscheeks with his hand. Hayley gasped. For a moment, she was torn between wanting Conn to spank her more and wanting him to touch her, but her husband was already taking her hand and pulling her up from his lap.
"So," he said softly. "Did you like your Christmas present, babe?"
Her lips curved into a smile. "I loved it."
Pushing herself up, she sat back on her heels and reached back with both hands to cup her freshly-spanked ass. Her skin was hot to the touch and super sensitive, and she gasped at the sensations. Feeling how warm her bottom was made her pussy clench even tighter. She had an almost uncontrollable urge to slide her fingers around and start touching herself. But why do that when she had such a hot, sexy man in front of her?
Giving Conner a hungry look, Hayley got to her feet and pushed her panties the rest of the way down to step out of them. On the couch, her husband made quick work of his own clothes. God, he looked amazing, she thought as she took in his broad shoulders and well-muscled chest.
When they were both naked, Hayley climbed back on the couch to straddle Conner's lap. She gasped again at the touch of his muscular thighs on her tender bottom. Reaching between her legs to where his rock-hard cock stood up straight and proud, she took him in her hand and stroked him up and down. It was good to know that the spanking had excited him as much as it had her.
