Post Number: 11
|Posted on Thursday, July 05, 2018 - 02:25 pm: ||
Jeanne and I had been married less than a year. We'd done some playful spanking, but otherwise we were extremely vanilla.
One evening she came to me with a confession. She was still writing to a guy she'd known in college. I think his name was Mark. This dude had gone to jail for sex with a 14 year old. Jeanne, naively, hoped to do him some good by her continued friendship ... but with the bumps in the road of the first few months of marriage, she'd started using him as a confidant. The most recent letter stung her conscience b/c it started, "Hey, sexy".
I told her she had to stop writing to him. If she got any more from him, she was to show them to me unopened. She was to destroy the letters from him. She knew she should, but couldn't quite be sure she would carry through with it.
"OK, if you read another of his letters, I'll give you a spanking. Is that fair?"
She agreed that it was.
About 2 weeks later on a Saturday afternoon, she was troubled. We sat down on the foot of the bed and I put my arm around her. Eventually she told me what was wrong.
"I didn't throw out all the letters from Mark. I was going back through them and reading them. I've thrown them out now, but I reread them this week."
I wasn't sure what to say. She was penitent, but I had promised her a spanking ...
"Honey, I appreciate that you've admitted this." I hesitated. "But I think you need a reminder."
"Go into the bathroom." I chose that b/c she associated spankings with bending over the tub from her childhood.
At 5' 10" and 155 pounds, she looked good in her blue jeans and better with them off.
"Won't the neighbors hear?", she asked. We lived in a small apartment and there was one right above us. I turned on the bathroom fan.
"OK, pull your pants down", I ordered.
She turned away and lowered pants and panties to her knees and put her hands on the side of the tub. Her lovely rump waited white and yielded to my attentions. In the small bathroom, I made her step to the right a bit so I could stand to her left.
"Jeanne, this is to help you do right", I said.
Then I spanked. Smack on the left cheek, smack on the right. I alternated, landing hard swats. I think I gave her 10 swats.
She got up then and pulled up her pants. I hugged her.
In a couple minutes she went and lay on her stomach on the bed. She took her pants back down and asked me for a massage.
Sex was a great way to close the incident and make up for what caused it.