Reallove?

He groaned. “I was hoping you would forget about that.” He twisted a little, looking for physical comfort for mental pain. “Okay I don’t want you to read too much into this.”

“Oh just come out with it.”

“Look,” he sighed, “you may not like this.” I waited. “I like to spank you.”

He waited for my response. I blinked. I was not sure what thought. We had only done that a few times, more often at my suggestion than his.

I had just been joking around the first time I mentioned it on a lazy Sunday. We were basking in the late morning sunlight after I had sucked him off to wake him. He stretched, twisting his neck. “Aw, poor baby I taunted…I know fucking me wears you out so much.”

“Why are you giving me attitude?”

“I’m not.”

“Yes you are. You’re being a little brat.”

“Ha! Maybe you should spank me then.” I joked.

“You deserve one.”

I turned away from him to wiggle my ass in his direction. “Ohh I’m so scared.” Then that point of realization crossed and thought maybe I’d like to try this. “Go ahead tough guy.” He pushed my butt away from him. I snaked back around and dragged myself of his lap. “What are you afraid?” His brow creased in puzzlement as he realized I was serious. “Go for it.” Dan, as he is used to doing in sexually tense situations, did not speak, making my sexual mood deepen. Rather he pinched my nose, as a thanks or gesture of love. I did not have much time to consider as he gave my ass a hard smack. “Ow!!” He hit hard, it hurt much more than I expected. I bucked, but he brushed my flailing limbs out of the way and pinned me. The second and third blows followed in rapid succession. I was stunned; by the time the fourth spank came my ass was already burning.

He paused, “Well now Amy, my love. You are getting what you wanted,” he chuckled. He wailed on my poor ass a few more times. I struggled to get up, but he was not interested. “Oh no, you are going to get what you deserve.” He spanked me again.

“Shit!! That hurts!” I howled.

“Good.” He added a few more whacks for emphasis. My ass was getting seriously sore now, and I was horny. It was tough to tell what was worse, the pain in my ass, or not being able to get something in my pussy.

More and more blows rained down. “That’s enough!!” I shouted. “Come on Baby!” I pleaded.

“Say you’re sorry.”

“I’m sorry!” He spanked me again. “Ow!!! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!!” The torture finally relented as he let me up, adding a pair of extra spanks as I scrambled away. I got up and shoved him. “Asshole!” I rubbed my ass, but I was not really angry. Especially once I saw his cock, full and hard again, standing before me. I literally jumped on him, grabbing my favorite toy and slipping it into me. I was so wet I sank right down on him. I ground my pussy down on him, never coming up. He took my hands in his and locked my arms behind me to attack my tits; it took one bite on my nipple before I exploded. Suddenly all the pain was worth it. I rolled my hips over his cock and Dan spurted shortly thereafter. Both spent, I cuddled up against his chest.

I never mention it, but I find it embarrassing to be bent over his lap while he comments. Plus it stings, he is not always gentle; he likes to get my ass nice and pink. Suddenly knowing he like it made those memories warm me up a little too. And reflecting I recognized he clearly liked it. Always taunting me as he spanked, intermingling gentle finger tip traces over my burning bum, and probing fingers in my snatch until I begging to be let up.

“Well pay attention to the show big boy and maybe I’ll let you spank me later.” I ran my hand over my ass. Dan has a great poker face, but I caught his eyes flicker in excitement. “Wow you really like spanking me don’t you?”

“I just said it’s my biggest turn on.”

I could accept that, besides the show was coming back. “Okay we have 25 points, let’s try to win this.” 50 points would most likely get us a win. It really bothers me that we don’t win more often. I know this is corny, but when we win it makes me feel a though we are better couple. Speaking of which I needed to pick a girl. I shrugged and went with the Asian, more exotic. “I think you life wife #2.”

“Nope, four.”

“Four! But she’s blonde!!”

“Come on Amy, that’s not an international law. Good figure, clear face (he meant light makeup), good smile.”

“You never cease to amaze me.”

“Hence our continued relationship.” I was stunned it was the blonde, he never likes the blonde. “Oh well, at least it does not count for anything.”

“That’s the right mind frame.”

I stuck my tongue out at him, but the show was continuing. “Gentlemen, did your wife say there are more or less than three broken items in your house or apartment right now?”

“I don’t know, but I’m pretty sure less than three, you never ask me to fix anything.”

My “Yes!!” drowned out his last point. I grabbed him and gave him a big hug. We watched the TV wives answer just to make sure we won, I was confident, 50 is a good score. The couple that won on the show only had forty. I realized after it was mathematically impossible for them to catch us once we hit the bonus.

“Okay,” I hopped up, “I’ll be ready in ten minutes.” I was feeling good, Dan had commented that I was usually in a better mood (which made for a better date) when we won.

“K.”

I grew suspicious, “what are you going to do?”

“Just make a phone call or two.”

I rolled my eyes. He meant he was going to call the “Physic Friends Network” and pretend to be on the verge of suicide, possibly murder too. Dan is very mature, but he has a streak of childish habits. “Doesn’t that ever get old for you?”

“It’s a new challenge with a different partner every time.”

“You could be a good actor if you put the time into it that you put into the calls.”

“Let’s just say I’m young enough to remember that I’m not old. Now hurry up, the later you are the more spanks you are going to get.”

I was momentarily taken aback. He had never been so brazen about the issue before. “We’ll see about that.”

“Forget it. We won and you pulled it out of me, so your ass must face the consequences. I’ll tell you what; I’ll let you strip for me before I take you over my knee.”

“Gee thanks.” But in reality I was interested to see how he would act when I stripped now, and maybe a little to study him when he spanked me. I didn’t let him know that, I just turned to finish readying.

I could hear the sound of Dan talking a little as I stood in front of my mirror. He is such a bastard. He was done by the time I came back. “Do I want to know?”

“A disaffected teenager panicked and told me to call the police. He hung up before I could respond.”

“Good.”

Dan swung he arm around my waist and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Come on, the sooner we are done with Bert and Jeanie the sooner we can be alone.”