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Tcb
(Hi guys this is my first story here on the forum, please let me know what you all think.)
Cindy knew she was in trouble when all the red lights came on, and the car died. How many times that week had Roger warned her to get it to their mechanic? Now here she sat in their living room with a repair & tow bill for $2800. He had been furious with her when she'd called him, and told her to "be ready" when he got home. So here she sat in just her skimpy white bra and panties on their leather sofa and that thin novelty paddle that hurt sooo much on the glass coffee table before her. Fear of her coming spanking, and guilt at letting him down brought tears to her eyes. She heard his truck in the driveway and her heart racing.
Nothing was said. He was mad! Picking up the paddle he grabbed a kitchen chair and he spun it around .Sitting he motioned her to him. She knew the routine. Tears welling in her pretty blue eyes she approached him, and worked her tiny white panties off her lushes’ hips and down to mid thigh. She stood before him hands on her head as he scolded her. He went right to Elvis as she had known he would. His favorite expression had been, Take Care of Business. (TCB) It was Roger's too. He didn't ask that much of her. She was free to do as she pleased most of the day. What was the #$&%# problem? How long would it have taken to drop her car off? Couldn’t one of her friends give her a lift home? Dying of embarrassment standing with her panties down in front of this man she loved so much she finally sobbed.
"Please just spank me Roger!" "I'm so sorry!" That cooled his anger some, but he was determined to give her a good paddling any way. Hauling his lovely sobbing wife over his lap he began a fast searing series of slaps to her bare bottom. The paddle slaps were loud in the stillness of the house, and she began to vocalize immediately. "OH God! OH! OW OH OW OW OW OH GOD ROGER IT HURTS PLEASE!" He spanked. She cried. He paddled her wiggling butt. She pleaded. When she thought her bottom was on fire, and she couldn't take any more he stopped.
“What are you going to Cindy?" He asked her sliding the thin paddle around her hot stinging bottom. "Take Care of Business Sir." She cried. "That’s right" he replied "Take SLAP! Care SLAP! Of SLAP! Business." slap slap slap slap......He built a fire in her plump bouncing bottom, and listened to her wail.
When she reached the point of surrender and her protests became tears of repentance he tossed the paddle to the carpet and gathered the love of his life in his arms. He held her and comforted her.
"It’s all over baby girl. Shhhhhh. Don't cry. I love you Cindy. It's ok now babe." he told her as she sat in his lap with her head cradled in his arms. Her panties lay on the carpet. Her red butt and thighs felt sore, and scratchy against the fabric of his grey suit. Peace had been restored. They sat for a while, embracing, and loving each other very much indeed.
Hot-Spanker
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