1. You Know What I Have to Do


    Date: 10/26/2017, Categories: Spanking, Author: Boss01, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    several more orgasms before I made my final eruption of the day. She lay on my chest as our passion finally ebbed; and fell asleep there as I hugged her close to me. Neither of us heard the alarm go off, and when we finally came to it was a mad dash to get out the door. She was lingering behind; a quick kiss and an “I love you babe!” from me as I raced out the door. “Love you back” went into my ears and into my heart as I hopped in the MG and sped off for Annapolis, dreading the drive almost as much as the clients that I would have to sit with. As it turned out, fortune was on my side. This was the third round of negotiations; but, unlike the first two, everyone came to the table today with a “let’s get this done and dusted” attitude. I had budgeted the whole day and partway into the evening for this meeting, but we wrapped up with a signed settlement in time for a late lunch to celebrate (if one could consider the payment of the equivalent of eight million pounds something to celebrate). I actually got home early, which is what got things started. Now, Tess is a bit of a neat-freak. Things just don’t get left out and about, which is fine with me. So I was surprised when I went into the kitchen and found her coffee cup from this morning still half full and on the counter, along with a bit of left-over bagel. Curious, I went through the rest of the place, and everything else was in order, save for her bath towel which lay damp and crumpled on the floor just next to the ...
    hamper. A smile crossed my face as I took the coffee cup, the bagel, and the towel and put them on the chest at the foot of our bed. I then changed into some khaki’s and a rugby shirt, poured a glass of merlot, sat in the winged chair in the bedroom, and waited for my darling to come home. I heard the door open and quick steps to the kitchen, followed by a surprised-sounding “Oh, shit!” “Christopher, are you home?” she called. “Here in the bedroom, Marites,” I replied. She walked in, a sheepish look on her face as she stopped just inside the door. She saw the display on the chest, and knew what was afoot. “How was your day, babe?” “Busy, really busy. I was late leaving, and then late getting in, and then…” I stood up, walked over to her, and took her in my arms. She laid her head on my chest as I rubbed her back. I could feel her trembling. She looked up at me, and there was apprehension in her eyes. I gently cupped her left buttock as I pulled her closer, letting her feel the emerging hardness. She had just started to groan when the cupping became a soft slap, the moan turned to a gasp, and the apprehension changed to a guarded grin as her eyes suddenly starting to sparkle. “You know what I have to do,” I said in a low, ominous tone. She just shook her head yes. “Then take off your clothes, dearest.” She started, and then paused. “Don’t make me wait. It will be much worse if you do.” I could see it in her eyes; she was calculating what “worse” might be and whether she might like ...
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