Lynn stopped in her tracks. “It was only fifteen minutes. Really, we’re sorry.”
Heather chimed in, “And we were late getting out, so it really shouldn’t count.”
“And we stayed within our budget,” Lynn continued the argument.
Harold had been quiet up to that point. “Heather, you understand the consequences here don’t you?”
“Yes sir.”
He stood up and went to her, took her by the hand and guided her to Jeff. “I think she needs a good spanking.” He turned to Heather, “Take off those pants, and take your punishment.”
Heather turned bright red. It was one thing to tease her father, but to get spanked, by Mr. Klein, in front of her father? She hesitated a moment too long.
“Young lady, it’s just going to get worse for you if you don’t do as you’re told.” Harold warned her.
Heather unbuttoned her pants and lowered them, exposing her small white thong. She stood in front of Jeff, and when he patted his lap she bent over his knee.
Harold, in the meantime, sat back on the couch.
Jeff was patting Heather’s bottom, almost unable to believe the situation he was in. “Lynn? Do you think Heather is the only one who should be punished?” He completed his statement with a nice stinger on Heather’s near cheek, getting her to cry out.
“No, Daddy.” She walked over to the couch and lowered her pants. She stood there in her panties, building up the courage to have Heather’s father spank her in front of her own father.
“Lynn, what are the rules we have about spankings?” Jeff asked, his hand massaging Heather’s firm ass cheek before snapping off another sharp blow.
“No panties.” Lynn said softly, then removed hers before stretching out across Harold’s lap.
Harold couldn’t believe how excited he was over the opportunity to spank this cute little teen, while watching his own daughter get her rear worked over.
“Heather, do you think it’s fair that you should have panties, when Lynn doesn’t?” Harold asked, starting a series of gentle little smacks on the bare cheeks before him.
Heather moaned, “No Daddy.” Then she reached back and lowered her own panties, bringing her legs together and pushing them down as far as she could reach.
“Let me help you with that, dear,” Jeff told her, leaning down and pulling her panties the rest of the way off. While he was leaning over, he pressed his lips against her sweet, full bottom.
The men went to work, slowly working over the two girls’ butts. It was distracting for both of them, to see their own little girls, just a few feet away, getting spanked and fondled, while they did the same to the girls on their laps.
“Jeff, you’re little girl is awfully wet,” Harold announced. “I think she’s enjoying this more than she should be.”
“I know just what you mean. Heather here is absolutely dripping.”
The girls didn’t know all that was going on, but the men had a solid plan. The spankings continued, but the groping and fondling were much more open. Jeff turned his chair a bit, so that Harold had a clear view between his daughter’s legs, while he used two fingers on her, pumping her steadily.
Harold stopped his own actions for a moment, and had Lynn turn around on the couch so her own ass was now facing her father. Harold pushed her legs lewdly apart, and quickly crammed two fingers up the teenagers twat so her father could see.
The men alternated the spankings and fondling doing their best to get the girls off. Heather was the first to lose it.
“Oh God, right there, Mr. Klein, right there,” she moaned, before she cried out, coming on his fingers.
“I think it’s Ok if you call me Jeff, Heather, since we’re going to be getting to know each other so well.” He caressed her ass, then continued with the gentle spanking of her crimson butt cheeks.
“Spank me hard, Mr. Payne,” Lynn hissed, squirming in his lap.
“Call me Harold, child,” he said, following her directions and applying himself more diligently to her spanking.
“Harder, Harold, please,” she moaned.
Harold smacked her harder, rotating through his targets, one cheek then the other, then right on her pussy. It only took a few more smacks before she cried out for him. He stuffed her full with his fingers, while she shook in the throes of her orgasm.
“That was beautiful, Harry,” Jeff told him, his fingers slowly sliding in and out of the Heather’s tight pussy.
When Lynn finally relaxed, Harold sat her up in his lap. He held her close and whispered, “Take off your top and go to your father.”
Lynn brazenly kissed him, sliding her tongue in his mouth, while her hand reached down and pressed against his hard-on. Then she got up and stood beside her father removing her top. She hesitated just a moment before removing her bra and socks as well, standing completely naked.
Jeff pulled his fingers out of Heather, and pulled her into his lap. He turned her face to his and kissed her. “Go to your father, sweet girl.”
Heather was breathing hard, when she stood. She saw Lynn standing there naked and imitated her friend, undressing completely. She watched Lynn hesitantly stretch out across her father’s lap.
Heather’s ass was burning, and she was hoping that their punishment was almost over. She laid across her father’s lap, feeling his hard-on press against her.
Harold just caressed his daughter’s poor abused bottom, then gently fingered her, his other hand caressing her back. “You’ve been a bad girl lately, haven’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she moaned, responding to his touch.
“Turn over.”
She did as she was told, and rolled over. Her father put a pillow under her butt, and scooted over a bit so her back was across his lap. His hands slowly wandered over her body, exploring her. Heather closed her eyes enjoying the feeling. When she felt the sharp smack against the side of her tit, she cried out.
“Your spanking isn’t done yet, pumpkin,” Harold warned her.
He interspersed his caresses with a series of smacks to her tits, her inner thighs and to her bare pussy. They were stinging and Heather cried, “Please, Daddy, I’ll be good, I promise. Please Daddy!”
Harold squeezed her firm young tits, tweaking her nipples, while his other hand plumbed her depths. A series of sharp swats to her bare mound following by some hard rubbing had his baby girl coming for him. When she had finally finished he sat her up, and kissed her deeply. She reached for his cock and held it, feeling it pulse in her hand.
“Your punishment is almost over, baby. Now you need to go back to Jeff, and thank him properly for punishing you. You’ll probably need to help him take his pants off to do it.”
“Oh, Daddy, do I have to?” She asked. “Can’t I thank you?”
“Maybe later, but for now, go to him. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Harold looked up to see Lynn was already coming to him, while Jeff looked at his daughter with unabated lust.
“Mr. Payne, could you stand for me, please?” Lynn asked softly.
“Of course,” he answered, standing quickly.