Spanking The Maid #2
It was cleaning day today. I decided to further the experiment (see my first story on Spanking my maid in this experience). She insists when she cleans my bedroom and study that I am up off the floor, either ensconced in a chair or on the bed, to keep from upsetting her dust piles, wet tiles, etc. Today I sat in an armchair reading (Andre Gide's Journals, in Penguin Classics). As she was sweeping my study she called me and motioned to the computer screen. I have as my current desktop a pic of a very attractive ladyboy sucking a ****. Is that interesting, I asked in her language (she speaks not a word of English). Yes, she replied. Do you like, she queried in reply. Of course, I answered, but I much prefer to spank your buttock. As she swept or mopped near me she appeared to intentionally shove her bum out towards me - or am I just imagining, wishfully thinking? Whichever, I took the opportunity to hit her once, right buttock, with the palm of my right hand. I was wearing only a pair of shorts, as is usual about the house. My noble tool took a leap to erect, standing up like a salt cellar under a spread-out serviette. Look, I said, see what happns to this other old man (my member) when I spank you. She lay a hand on my hard-on, and looked pleased with herself. Do you like me to spank you, I asked. I like, she replied. Next time she mopped adjacent me I held her and spanked her five times, all on the right buttock. Good clean slow hits. She was wearing skin tight light material slacks, which she immediately pulled down, her knickers along with them, to reveal her red bumlet. I leaned over and kissed the middle of the red patch lightly, delicately. I very like, I assured her. But it hurts, she said. Only like love, I replied. You need me to teach you to be good, I added. Things look promising.