Luckily, I didn’t hear from Kenny that evening. If Jan told him that I took her panties, made her show me her pussy and then masturbate for me, I knew he was going to be mad as hell. I began to wonder if the excitement from our visit was worth the risk of losing a good friend. Too late to worry now, I guess.
On Sunday, it happened. Kenny called my cell phone.
He didn’t sound mad, but, I was taken aback when he asked me “what the hell did you do to my wife?” I played dumb. I mean, after all, was I supposed to confess the fact that I asked her to show me her pussy and then play with it?
“When I got back with the kids,” he started, “she was doing some laundry, cleaning up the kitchen and getting ready to start dinner. She didn’t seem any different than when I left. After the kids turned on the TV and started watching a movie, she asked me if I could talk to her up in the bedroom.”
My ears perked up and I knew I was about to get the blow my blow description of what she told him.
“When I got up there,” he said, “she closed the door and told me she wanted to suck my cock, and she wanted to suck it now. First of all, she never does that when the kids are up. Second of all, when she started to suck me off, she gave me the best knob job she has ever given me. Hell, she sucked me deep, then around the head and I could tell she was really into it. She closed her eyes and was moaning, I swear her mouth felt like a hot, warm pussy. When I came, she sucked it all down and then told me that she wanted to be ‘fucked hard’ that night. Fuck, man, she’s a different woman now. What the fuck did you say to her?”
“Well,” I asked him, “what did she tell you what we talked about?”
“She hasn’t said a thing and I didn’t ask.” He told me. “All I asked was if you had your meeting, and did things go okay, and did she want you to spank her. She told me that the meeting went fine, that you answered all her questions and told her what was going to happen during the spanking. She asked me to tell you she wants to do it, so, uh, I think it’s a ‘go’.”
“Kenny,” I said, “we need to talk about this before you make any decisions. There’s some things you need to know before you agree to this.”
“Like what?” he asked.
“For instance,” I continued, “you have to realize that at some point she’s going to be naked in front of me and I’ll do things that will embarrass and humiliate her. I’ll make her say things that are embarrassing and humiliating, too. She could cry. And, you can’t interfere at all, I mean that, too, you can’t interfere at all.”
“Are you going to fuck her, or anything like that?” he asked.
“No,” I told him, “you have my word that I won’t start any actions to put my cock in her mouth, pussy or her butt. I’ll leave those things to you, buddy. But, I will be touching her, feeling her and she’ll be in some very exposed positions. It might be traumatic for her, but, I’ll give her a safe word to use if she wants to stop everything.”
“What else will happen?” he asked me.
“Well, she’ll cum a lot, that’s for sure.” But, I continued speaking saying, “There will be ups and downs during her session times of pleasure between the actual swats. By the way, I will only use my hand to spank her and I’ll do it in such a way that it will sound bad and sting a little, but, she will not experience any pain and not be hurt in any way, I can promise you that.”
“Oh, man. Let’s go for it.” he groaned.
“Okay, then, here’s the rules. Make sure you explain these to her and if you want to do it, just let me know and we can set it up.” I began to list the rules which I wanted to put in place, emphasizing the fact that he could not interfere at all, which meant that he had to observe quietly. He could move around the room to see better, but he could not distract her. He shouldn’t talk much, or, do anything to her unless he was asked by either she, or I. I told him that before the actual spanking, I would take her into her bedroom where we would talk for about 30 to 45 minutes and I would get her ready for her spanking. I told him the whole session would last about two hours and that they both had to agree that she would be under my care and under my command during that time. He couldn’t react to anything we did, no laughing or expressions he could only watch.
I continued on with the rules saying “Make sure both of you understand that during this time I will be touching her butt, her pussy and her tits. I might put my finger in her ass. You guys have to accept the fact that to do this right, you need to give me permission to do whatever I feel is necessary and be able to live with it. The last thing is this, and I hope this isn’t going to cause a problem, but, when I leave, I get to take her panties with me. That will be the way you can say ‘Thank You’ to me, that’s my payment.”
“Wow,” he said, “I can’t believe we’re really talking about doing this. I trust you, man, but, will you give me your word that you’ll never breathe a word about this to anyone. We wouldn’t want this to get around, you know.”
“Kenny,” I assured him, “This is between the two of you and me only. I don’t want you to say anything either.”
“Okay,” he was relieved, “So, I need to talk to her, cover all the rules and make sure we really want to do this?”
“That’s right. Just let me know and if you decide to do it, we can set up a time before she changes her mind.”
He told me he was going to have a long talk with her that night and would get back to me. I could tell from his tone of voice that he was excited about the prospect of watching his wife be exposed and spanked in front of him. When we hung up, I did the happy dance because I was now sure that Jan hadn’t told him what we had done in their bedroom.
The next day, Monday, Kenny called my cell phone as I was driving home.
“Hey Dude,” he started, “Man, we’re good to go. We had a long talk about everything and we’re okay with the rules. And, she really wants to do this. It’s been her fantasy for a long time and she wants to live it out at least once. When do you want to do it?”
Thinking out loud, I asked him about this next Friday night. He told me he would check to see what they had going on and if they could make arrangements for their kids so they wouldn’t be there while their mother was being spanked. I had to laugh at that. I asked him if they had a vibrator or a dildo. He told me they had a vibrator and an old dildo that was looking pretty grungy. I told him to see what he could do about Friday and to pick up a bottle of Astroglide lube at the store. I volunteered to pick up a new dildo for them and maybe something sexy for her to wear. We hung up the phone and I began to think about what was going to happen.
Kenny called me the next day. “Hey man,” he said, “we’re all set for Friday. I’m going to take the kids to her mother’s place to spend the night Friday and Saturday, so she can recuperate all day Saturday in case she goes wild on us, or something.” He laughed and then told me that they were both looking forward to it. We arranged for me to be there at 7:00 PM and made plans to be done about 9:00 or 9:30.
On Thursday, I stopped in at an Adult Novelty store and looked around for some play things. I happened to see a package containing a “School Girl” outfit which contained a tiny tartan skirt and a white stretchy pull over top that was very thin just perfect for what I had in mind. I picked up some tension style nipple rings that would clamp onto her nipples, each with a little colored jewel that hung down from the ring. I also found some white, thigh high stockings, which I figured would come just about to the bottom of the skirt. What an absolutely perfect outfit for a spanking!
Before I left the store, I browsed the section where all the vibrators and dildos were on display. I found the perfect one for her, and I was especially proud of myself for selecting this one as it was just about the exact size and shape of my own cock when it is hard.
I spent the entire rest of that evening, sniffing the panties I took from her and jacking off thinking about her cute little behind laying across my lap as I touched and spanked her.
The next day at work seemed to drag on and on for me. I kept watching the clock but it was moving way too slow for me. Kenny called me at about 3:00 PM to tell me that he was going to take the kids to her mother’s about 4:30 and would be back by 6 o’clock. He told me he would call me if anything changed, but, I should plan on being there at 7:00 and then it would be up to me from there on.
I arrived at 7:00 PM sharp and as I got up to the door about ready to knock, the door opened and Kenny invited me in. “She’s a little nervous,” he whispered as he let me in, “but, she still wants to do it.”
I nodded my head and sat the bag containing the outfit, nipple rings and stockings down. Jan appeared almost immediately and she seemed very at ease, pleasant and I didn’t detect any nervousness or stress.
“Can I get you something to drink?” she asked, “A beer maybe?”
“No, not for me,” I answered, “maybe a soft drink, though.”
We followed her into the kitchen and stood there chatting away while she got a glass, filled it with ice and started to pour the dink.
“I was a little nervous earlier,” she said, not looking at us, “but,” turning around now to hand me my drink, smiled and said, “I think that’s passed now.”
“Good,” I said, “you’re going to do just fine. Really, I know you will.”
We chatted for just another minute or so before she took a deep breath, looked at us, turned to me and said “I’m ready.”
That was my cue to take control, and that’s just what I did, saying “Very well, then, Jan, please go into your bedroom and wait for me there. I’ll be up shortly, I just want to talk to your husband for a few minutes.” I was careful not to use his name now.