Frank Jones Had had enough. His trophey wife had run up the credit cards Again! When he confronted her, she giggled like a teenager! There was going to be a new regime tonight.
He came home and started with a stiff drink. Jane was on the phone with her girlfriends talking about how they were going to shop at the new high end shoe store the next day.
When Frank looked at his wife, he couldn't help but get a little horny. For god's sake she was a Miss America runner up three years ago and somehow she looked better now. Those full breasts, great ass, and pouty lips still drove him wild.
"Where the hell did you buy that?" I growled, seeing the price tag still hanging off the back of the neck. It did a great job of showing off her breasts, but it was also obviously an outfit fitted just for her curves. No doubt it was custom and non-returnable.
Frank held his anger in check. He'd cut up her cards (again) later. For the moment, he watched her swish into the living room and he followed. What was she up to?
I fish out the last credit card statement and unfold all the sheets of charges.
"Your shopping is out of control, Jane. You promised me you'd cut back but you're spending more than ever. Your outfits have filled the second guest bedroom and are starting to pile up in the other one. What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Somehow people all over the world figure out what to do with their lives without spending us into the poorhouse," I snapped. "I think it's time you were punished. Strip naked."
"There are some new rules around here, Jane," I said as I watched her strip off the 'sexy cowgirl' outfit. First her breasts came into view, then her feet, and finally her long legs and pretty pussy. I never got tired of her beauty.
"When you break a house rule, you will be spanked. If you spend more than your allowance, you will be spanked. When you are being disciplined, you will call me 'Master'. Do you understand these rules?"
I watched as you obey, slowly and pouting. Your breasts rub my legs by no accident before you settle with your curvy bottom arched over my lap.
I place my hand on the small of your back and feel you jump a little. With my other hand, I move my fingers gently over each of your cheeks, caressing them, teasing between them just a little.
My fingers disappear from your bottom and then WHACK! You jump from the surprise spank. I love how your bottom jiggles just the slightest bit from my hand. You do work hard in your workouts to keep your fabulous body and it shows.