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“Okay,” she let it drop and they sat in silence while they ate their snack. She set the tray on the foot of the bed and pulled her knees to her chest. Why doesn’t he want to marry me now?...Why is he waiting?...I don’t understand…
“Diana,” he said breaking into her thoughts, “What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing,” she shook her head to clear it.
“Diana,” he pressed. She met his gaze but said nothing. “Tell me love.”
“I don’t think it’s that hard for you to figure that one out.”
“Are you thinking about marriage?”
“No Spence, I’m thinking about fish.” She said sarcastically.
“Watch the tone missy,” he pointed a finger at her and she playfully bit it. “Watch it,” he warned again.
“Or what?”
He’s eyes darkened and he leaned closer to her face, “If you don’t lose the ‘tude babe, you will find yourself over my lap getting that spanking you know you deserve.” And I know you want it.
She gasped then brushed it aside, “I know no such thing.”
“Oh really,” he grabbed her arm and tugged on it. She saw the look in his eyes and pulled back.
“Oh no you don’t,” she pulled free and jumped off the bed.
“Get over here or I’ll make it a hard one.”
“I’m not letting you near my ***.” She covered her bum with her hands.
“Oh come on, it will only be a few love pats,” he said with a smile.
“Love pats my butt!”
“Exactly,” he got off the bed and started towards her with a huge grin on his face.
“Spencer, stay away from me.” She backed into the corner behind one of her chairs. “We need to get ready to go.”
“We have half an hour,” he came to stand in front of her, pinning her to the wall. “Now love it’s up to you, do you want a few love pats or hard swats?” He asked, sliding her robe to the floor.
She shivered when the air hit her bare skin, “Both will arouse me and I don’t need that right now. I would like to be…”
“What do you mean ‘both with arouse’ you?” He raised a brow.
“That is part of the explanation for the 17th.” She smiled.
“You my dear are making me more and more curious.” And when are you going to see that I know you want it?
“Sorry, you’ll have to deal with it.” She went up on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his. He grabbed her bare *** in his large hands, one cheek in each.
She gasped and he squeezed, causing her to moan. “You like?” He asked, adding more pressure.
“Uh huh,” he began to rub and she began to moan even more. “Spencer,” she tried to pull away. “Spencer,” she said louder.
His lips were near her ear, “What?” He whispered.
“Stop, you’re making me all wet,” she whimpered. One of his hands moved between her legs and pressed against her ***** and she moaned. He tried to spread her legs but she pressed them together. He did not like this, so he brought one hand down onto her ***. “Ow,” she cried out, “Spencer, we need to get dressed so we can go.”
He looked over at the clock and sighed. He let go of her reluctantly, “We will finish this later.” He winked and she smiled with pleasure.

She showered and was sitting in bed reading when she got a text that read, *On my way up, open the door for me please.*
She went to the door and opened it just as he came up the stairs with his hands full of sacks. He walked passed her and into the kitchen. “Mmmm smells good.” She said sniffing the air.
“You hungry?” he asked with a smile. He set the bags on the counter.
“Yes, very much so,” as if on cue her stomach growled and Spencer laughed.
“Have a seat and I will serve you.” She sat at the table and he opened the bags to reveal Chinese food. He filled two plates with some of everything and placed them on the table before her. Then he went and grabbed to wine glasses, set those on the table then went back to his bags on the counter and pulled out a few bottles of wine. She smiled at him, “Rose isn’t here to stop me and I know you have been craving some ever since your party.”
“Thank you love,” he sat across from her and poured them both a glass. “What would I ever do without you?”
“Wallow in self-pity.” She laughed. “Let’s eat.”
After a few bites in silence I asked, “So babe, what is this special occasion?”
“What do you mean?”
“The Chinese food, the wine, you,” she gestured to the table.
“Well Hannah and Mikey are gone and we finally get some real time alone.”
She smiled, “That’s not all is it?” She took another bite.
“No it’s not, it’s the 17th and you promised to explain your spanking fetish.”
“It’s not a fetish.”
“Whatever you want to call it,” he smiled and then took a swallow of wine. “I also have a surprise for you after we talk.” And I spank you, whether you want it or not, but I know that you do.
“Surprise,” she looked up at him, “what kind of surprise?”
“A girly one,” he winked.
“Ooooo,” they ate while they talked about trivial stuff.
They cleared the dishes and he washed them while she put the leftovers in the fridge. She was sipping on another glass of wine when Spencer walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. It felt so good to be in his arms, she had missed him terribly. He put his lips to her ear, “Where would you like to talk?”
“The bedroom would probably be the best place.”
“Okay, let’s go.” He took her glass and set it on the table before he swung her into his arms and carried her to the bedroom where he tossed her onto her bed. He took off his shoes and shirt before he joined her on the bed. “Let’s talk.” He smiled his best smile.
“Okay,” she sat up on one elbow, “What about?”
He smacked her ***, “You know exactly what.”
“Oh that.”
“Yea that,” he rolled his eyes and she laughed.
“So talk…”
“Where do you want me to start?”
“The beginning,” he gave her backside another smack but harder than the first.
“Ow,” he had better stop doing that! She rolled to her back and he leaned over her. His eyes told her to talk fast or else. “Okay, so it all started when I was fourteen.” She put her hands behind her head. “I began dreaming about spanking and the more I thought about it the more I wanted one.” His eyes widened and he smiled. She closed her eyes so she could continue. “I began reading stories about women getting spanked by their husbands, boyfriends, or fathers, and I was turned on, though at the time I didn’t exactly understand that.” She took a deep breath, “As I read books for school or even watched movies I would come upon scenes that had someone being spanked and I became wet. I would reread or even rewind the movie to watch it over again. I became more and more fascinated with it. I began to spank myself but it wasn’t good enough!” He made a noise in his throat so she opened her eyes to see him staring at her in amazement.
“You what?” He asked when she said nothing.
“I used to spank myself.” She blushed, closed her eyes, and hurried on to get it over with, “I began to wish and dream that a strong male, like yourself,” he chuckled, “would take me over his lap and spank me hard on my bare ***. And he wouldn’t stop till he thought my *** was red enough and warm enough. I thought that these thoughts and feelings were wrong. I kept them inside till I was nineteen, when I told a really good friend of mine she helped me see that it was normal, but I still thought I would never find a guy that would fulfill this fantasy.” She reopened her eyes to find him staring at her and the look in his eyes caused her to gasp. “Until I met you,” she felt like she needed to add.
He stared at her for some time, letting it all digest. After some time passed he spoke, “Is that why you act so weird when I threaten you or when I touch your ***.” She nodded and turned a bit pink.
He laughed a deep throaty laugh, “I don’t see what’s so funny about all this.” She folded her arms and frowned.
“Let me explain something to you my love,” he touched the tip of her nose and smiled down at her. “I have had this same fantasy but from the guys perspective.” Her eyes widened and he chuckled at her expression of shock, “I can’t believe that you have kept me waiting all this time.”
“I thought I would scare you away if you knew this about me.”
“Then you my dear have been blind, I have given you plenty of hints that I was into it!”
“I guess I was blind, I can see it now!” She touched his face.
“Does your fantasy involve a paddle and sex?”
“Sometimes and yes.”
“Well I wouldn’t use a paddle on the first few times. We would want to warm up that *** of yours first and work up to a paddle.” He rubbed her arm.
“So what is the surprise?” She asked when the silence grew.
“Oh I will tell you after your spanking.”
“You’re going to spank me?” He nodded with a huge grin, “Right now?”
“Yes right now, come along love.” He pulled on her arm but she didn’t move, “Don’t you want one?”
“Well yes…”
“But…?” He pressed when she hesitated.
“But I’m scared at the same time.”
“I will take it easy since it’s your first time.”
“Okay,” she got up slowly.
“Come on, I’ve gotten hard with your confession and I am getting harder by the second.” She smiled and he smiled back. He pulled her closer to him by the hips when she stood in front of him. He then unzipped her jeans and pulled them down to the floor. She stepped out of them, picked them up and tossed them on a chair. He pulled her over his lap and positioned her over his strong thighs. She could feel his erection start to press against her tummy and it made her tingle all over. He grabbed the waist band of her panties and pulled them down with a single movement. He placed his hand on her ***, “Do you know why you’re here love?”
“Cause I’ve been a naughty girl?” She wiggled her bum and he smacked it, “Ooooo.”
“Don’t tease me girly.”
“Why?” She wiggled it again and he smacked it harder than before, “Ow.”
“Because I’ll punish you,” he said with a hard smack.
“Ooooooohhhhhhh, I see. Why don’t you tell me why I’m here,” she bit her lower lip.
“Well you’re here for a very overdue spanking that you want and deserve.” He smacked it again.
“Well get started already,” she wiggled her bum again.
“I told you not to tease me,” Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. “If you’re a good girl this will be a short one.” Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, “Now I’m going to start your spanking.”
“I thought you already had.”
“Nope, those where just love pats.”
“Oh, well start.” She wiggled her bum and it was met with a loud smack, “Ow, Please.”
“Okay, since you asked nicely.” He began smacking and she began counting but she lost track at thirty because it started to really sting and make her wet.
“Oh, that’s starting to get uncomfortable.” She began squirming.
“Good,” he stared to smack harder and she began to kick her legs and grind into his thigh, so he smacked even harder. Her *** was on fire ten minutes later and she began to cry out and fight him, “Beautiful, stop fighting me.” He had to put his left arm around her waist to hold her in position over his lap.
“But it hurts,” she cried out.
“It’s supposed to hurt love, it’s a spanking.” His speed increased and after a little while he paused to rub away the sting, causing her to moan. He put his hand between her thighs and felt her wetness. He pushed a finger into her and she spread her legs encouraging him. He pushed a second finger in and began to move them around. She began to grind her ***** into his hand. “Not yet love.” He pulled his hand away and resumed the spanking and she was crying and squirming once again. When she thought it would never end, he stopped and caressed her sore bum. “Now that is nice and red.” He was admiring her *** and she finally relaxed under his caressing hand. She couldn’t believe how soft his hand could be when moments ago it had been punishing her! “Would you like me to rub in some cream?” He asked sweetly.
“Yes please.”
“Go get some,” he patted her *** causing her to gasp. She stood on wobbly legs and walked towards the bathroom. She emerged a minute later baring a tube of cream and he was now undressed completely and lounging in the bed. She climbed onto the bed ignoring his large **** and laid herself across his lap. He squirted a large amount on his hands and rubbed them together before he began to massage it into her ***. “Ooooo, that feels so damn good.” She moaned.
She could hear the smile in his voice, “Good,” he kept rubbing. After a little bit he smacked her bum once and she gasped, “Up.” She got up and he pulled her into his arms. She winced when her *** touched his bare thighs. He pressed her to his chest, “How was that?”
“A dream come true,” she lifted her lips to his. “Make love to me,” she whispered when their lips parted.
“My pleasure,” he set her on her back and she winced but once he began she forgot how sore her *** was. Afterwards they held each other. “That was the best sex we have had so far.” He whispered, she could tell he was smiling.
“I know,” she breathed with pleasure.
“Maybe you need a little spanking every time we do it from now on.”
“I would like that.”
“Good, cause that’s what you’re going to get.” He kissed the side of her face.

A minute later Di walked out and approached him slowly. He was sitting on the steps with his head in his hands. She said a quick prayer and then took a seat next to him. She placed a hand on his knee and spoke, “Spencer?” He placed his hand over hers and that gave her the courage to go on, “Please say something.” He still didn’t speak so she tried another tactic, “What did my father say?”
“All the right things,” he looked up at her with tears rolling down his face. He touched her cheek and smiled.
“I love you; you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me!”
“Do you mean that?” He asked in an unsure voice.
“I mean every word,” he leaned down and kissed her. She kissed him back and as the kiss grew with passion he pressed her hand to his covered ****. He was getting more and more aroused, which was not helping her own state.
She pulled her hand away reluctantly. “What?” He eyed her.
“You are not making this very easy,” she smiled. “There is nowhere for us to go.”
“The bathroom…”
“No, they would hear and know.” She put his hand up her skirt and pressed it to her panties so he could feel how aroused she was getting.
“That is not nice,” he frowned.
“Pay back is a *****,” she smiled widely.
He chuckled, “It sure is.”
The door behind them opened and they slid apart. “Oh you’re fine,” her aunt said with a smile.
“Lana,” she looked at Di. “Do you happen to know how Becka is doing?”
“I was just in the toy room and she is playing with the other children.”
“Could you keep an eye on her? We need some time alone.”
“Of course, be good you two,” she winked and walked past them.
Spencer took her hand and they stood, “Where we going?” He asked as they headed to the jeep.
“Somewhere,” she smiled mischievously, and then she pressed her hips close to his, reached into his pocket and grabbed the keys. He smiled widely and pushed her up against the car with his hips. He began to rotate them, “Not here.” She pushed him away and pushed the button to unlock the jeep. “Why do we lock it when the top is down?”
“Idk,” he opened her door and helped her in and once he was in they drove to a vacant lot that she had been to a few times growing up. It had an old shed that she had made out in a number of times. He let out a whistle, “Wow, how did you know this place was here?”
“I have driven by many times before and I thought it would be a nice place to make out.”
“Oh, so we’re just going to make out?” He folded his arms and frowned.
She laughed, “You’ll just have to find out.”
She went to open her door, “Don’t open that door or I will spank you!” He jumped out and she opened it just as he came to her side, “You naughty girl!” He hoisted her into his arms and closed the door with his hip. “You’re going to get it now!”
“Good,” she kissed him and he walked into the shed and began to look around.
“This is a cozy little place.”
“Yes it is,” she kissed him again, “set me down please.”
He did so but didn’t let go of her hand. She pulled him towards a small latter towards the back of the shed. “You act as if you know your way around.”
“Psh! No!” She began to climb the latter and he gave her bottom a hard slap. “Ow!”
“Liar, you have been here before.”
“So…what’s your point?” She made it to the top, without and another smack, and went to the corner where she grabbed a blanket that was folded there.
“What did you do here?”
“What do you think?” She smiled slyly.
“How many did you make out with?”
“A few,” she spread out the blanket and turned towards him. “Okay cowboy, you’re in charge. What first?”
He looked her up and down before he said, in a seductive voice, “***** for me.” He smiled and she unzipped her skirt. “Slowly,” he added.
She slowly slid her skirt down her full hips without taking her eyes from him. She then unbuttoned her blouse and he saw her ******* hard against her white-silk bra. He moaned causing her to look down and see his erection pressing against his fly. “Oh baby,” she moaned. She pulled her shirt off and tossed it over with her skirt, she then unclasped her bra and took down her panties and did the same.
“I said slowly,” he chuckled when she moved towards him.
“I know but I couldn’t wait,” he looked down at her slender legs to see her juices dripping down them.
“Oh man,” he began to fuss with his fly but it got stuck.
She knelt in front of him, “Allow me,” she pushed his hands away and tugged on his fly. She then slid his pants down his hips; she had to pull out the waistband of his briefs to get it over his hard ****. He sighed with relief when they were down. She then placed her hand on his **** and began to give him a hand job, sliding her hand up and down slowly at first and then speeding up as she moved. He had to lean against the wall to stay standing.
“Ooooooohhhhhhh,” he moaned. She then licked the tip and also his shaft. After teasing him with her tongue and lips, she took him into her mouth and began to give him a *******; sucking, licking, and humming. She knew just how to give him pleasure and how to get him to *** hard! He came in her mouth and she swallowed what she could and then licked up the rest. “Ooooooohhhhhhh, that was wonderful!” He stepped out of his pants and briefs and then took off his shirt. He then pushed her onto the blanket, “My turn.” He said in a deep-husky voice. He pushed her legs apart but she pressed them closed before he could get his head between them. “Hey,” he protested and slapped her thigh.
“Not yet love, you said you would spank me if I opened the door.” She rolled onto her stomach, “So spank me.” She wiggled her bum and he smacked it, “Ooooo.”
After he turned her *** red he rolled her over and gave her ***** a nice long tongue lashing! Then he entered her slowly, she moaned and he began to speed up. It did not take long for both of them to climax. They were lying in each other’s arms and she loved his closeness.
After a long peaceful silence, she spoke. “We should get back before Becka notices we are gone.”
“I’m sure she is fine.” He began to rub her bum and she began to moan and arch her back.
“Babe, we really need to get back.” She moved away reluctantly and he frowned. “We need to get back before my parents start to wonder.” Just then her phone rang. She rolled over to her skirt and removed it from the pocket. “Hello…Hey dad…” she looked at Spence *See,* “okay, we went out for a bit but we’re heading back.” *Get dressed.* he began to do so reluctantly. “Yea we’re going to stop and get something to drink, want something?...Okay we will do that…uh huh…see you in a few.” She hung up and began to dress.
“What did he want?” He was almost fully clothed.
“He wanted to know where we went and my mom needs a Pepsi.”
“And I want a Java Chiller from Sonic.”
“Okay,” he watched her dress and she just loved the look of admiration she saw in his amazing blue-green eyes.
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Sep 24, 2012