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One Way To Spice Up A Marriage

I was deep in thought staring at my computer screen; oblivious to the world around me. I've worked for the same investment company since getting out of college nearly ten years ago and have done pretty well for myself during that time. About six months ago I was promoted to head the IT department. As I think back on it now, I guess that was when the problems with my marriage began.

We've been going through some major changes at work following the security breech which got my predecessor fired. I'd been working long hours and nearly every weekend trying to get the project done. The stress was taking its toll on me and on my marriage. Sex seemed like an obligation now rather than a stimulation. Jennifer and I were fighting more and we never seemed to go out. I knew I wasn't paying enough attention to her and our relationship was heading for the toilet.

I'm sure that anyone passing by my open office door that day thought I was deep in thought, trying to correct some complex computer issue. In fact, I was thinking about my upcoming weekend, and my annual trek back to the university to reminisce with old friends. It was homecoming weekend; something I hadn't missed since graduation. I was looking forward to my first weekend off in over a month.

I was lost in my thoughts. I was back at the University. It was the first weekend of the fall semester of my junior year and I was looking out the frat house window. The weather was warm and the sisters from the sorority across the street were taking advantage of it. There were nearly a dozen of them laid out in their skimpiest swimwear trying to take advantage of what would probably be one of the last warm weekends of the summer.

I was oblivious to all of them except for one. I didn't know her name at the time, but my attention was focused on Jennifer. She had just turned over to get some sun on her back. The top of her suit, which barely covered her breasts was now untied and hanging loosely as she lay on her tummy. The bottoms didn't hide much either. The thong she wore disappeared into the valley between her cheeks exposing all of her gorgeous ass.

I saw her around campus and even had a class with her that semester. That's how I learned her name. When we passed each other she would always smile and say hello but nothing more. Most of the time she was with a couple of her girlfriends. Cindy and Beth were her roommates. They all lived at the sorority house and seemed to be inseparable.

Jennifer played on the woman's volleyball team. I went to as many matches as I could just to see her. She was tall, probably about 6'2". I loved watching her in her uniform, the tight pullover shirt and tiny shorts enhanced her ample breasts and fine ass. I think having a fantastic looking butt must have been a prerequisite to be on the team because all the women had them. Jennifer's was the hottest. Words couldn't adequately describe it.

She kept her long blond hair in a ponytail that extended half way down her back. She didn't have huge breasts but in my opinion, were more than ample and complimented her long and slender frame nicely.

It was just before Christmas break when I really got a chance to talk to her. The frat was throwing one of their famous pre-exam parties and her sorority was helping. I was tending bar and talking to a few friends when she came over. She wanted a drink and I laughingly told her I needed to see her ID before I could serve her. She smiled and although we both knew I was kidding, she showed it to me.

She told me that I'd have to serve her now so I smiled and told her I would gladly be her servant. She stood at the bar as she drank her drink which gave me an opportunity to talk to her. We seemed to hit it off and soon we were dating. We got married the following year after graduation.

I was thinking of all of the fun times we had in school. We rented a house during our senior year. Finances were tight so she invited Cindy and Beth to live with us and help out with expenses. They loved to tease me by either making comments with sexual overtures or by wearing something that was just a little bit too revealing. Jennifer didn't seem to mind, especially when something happened that caused me embarrassment. I was thinking about some of our escapades when I heard someone calling my name.

"Earth to Jim." A voice was saying. "Jim, snap out of it. Are you OK?"

It was Jack, my neighbor. We had planned a long Friday lunch before I took off for my weekend excursion. I didn't know how long he had been standing there watching me, but by the grin on his face, I guessed it had been a while.

"Oh, hi Jack." I finally replied. "Yea, I was just thinking about the weekend. Just can't wait. It's always great to see the old gang."

We headed out to lunch. Jack could tell that something was bothering me. I confided in him about my home life. I told him I thought my marriage was failing and didn't know what to do to revitalize it. Jack seemed to understand.

"Check out the internet." He said. "Lots of great ideas there. Lori and I send the kids to the grandparents every so often so we can have a fantasy night. On the nights that I'm in charge, I try to do something that I know will drive her crazy, like teasing her for hours before letting her orgasm. When she's in charge she likes to turn the tables. She likes being in control every now and then and takes full advantage of it whenever she gets the chance."

"So, do you do a bunch of kinky stuff?" I asked. "You know, stuff like swinging, threesomes, even whips and chains?"

Jack just smiled.

"We've tried a few things." He said. "But it can be as simple as dressing up. Have you ever done it on the dining room table? How about in public? It doesn't have to be kinky, just different."

I thought about what Jack had said. It was a two hour drive so I had plenty of time to think.

The trip was good. We had a nice dinner on Friday night with some of my fraternity brothers. The big game was on Saturday afternoon but the annual Frat challenge game was that morning. Unfortunately the alumni lost; we always did, but at least we made it close. The tailgating parties that followed seemed to go on forever, especially since the game was a blowout. We won by 3 touchdowns so we concentrated on drinking instead of cheering. Saturday night was party time all over campus. We attended an alumni party and reminisced with old friends. Prior to leaving on Sunday we had a nice brunch with Jennifer's sorority sisters.

"Remember the time Cindy walked out of the bathroom and simply let her towel drop to the floor while Jim just stood there?" Jennifer asked. "You know we had planned it for weeks, just waiting for the right opportunity. There she was, standing in the nude and all Jim could do was stare at her. He turned beet red. Cindy just picked up the towel, not bothering to put it around her, and walked by him and into her room."

"Yeah." Cindy replied. "I wish I could have seen the look on his face as I passed him. I didn't look back, but I did reach down and give his cock a little squeeze just to confirm it was hard as a rock."

"And remember the time you purposely left the bedroom door open while Jim was getting undressed? Beth asked. "We were both trying to get a look at his cock that night. He had his back to us at first, but turned around and caught us staring at him. I think he turned even a brighter shade of red that night."

"Yeah," Jennifer giggled. "But it must have really turned him on because he fucked the hell out of me that night. I was sore for two days after that."

"Well, we've got to run. We've got a long drive. It's been really great seeing both of you." Jennifer said as she hugged the girls. "We need to get together more often. Why don't you come visit us sometime? We've got plenty of room. "I'm sure Jim would love to have you come stay for a week or so. It would be like old times."

I got up from the table and Cindy turned to give me a hug. She pulled me tight against her perky breasts and held me there for a moment longer than was actually necessary. As she released me she reached down and gave me cock a little squeeze.

"Yep, I think he'd enjoy that." Cindy said. "He's got a boner just thinking about it."

It was Beth's turn next. She was much shorter than Cindy. Her arms encircled my waist. Before ending her embrace she gave my butt a playful smack.

We didn't talk much as I drove home. I was deep in thought. I was thinking about some of the stuff we did in college and what Jack had told me on Friday. I considered the possibilities. When I pulled into the driveway I looked over at Jennifer.

"I'm sorry Jenn." I said. "I've been neglecting you for the last few months. You know, I had a great time this weekend. I think we need to get away more and do more to put some spice back into our relationship."

We hugged and kissed before heading inside. I hoped this might be a new beginning.

I spent the next week doing research on the internet. I read stories, checked out sex toys and even chatted with some people to get ideas. By Saturday night I had come up with a plan.

We were cuddling on the sofa watching a movie when I asked Jennifer if she was happy with our marriage. She agreed that the last six months had been hard with me being gone all the time. I agreed and suggested we needed to do something to spice it up.

"Did you know that Jack and Lori play sex games?" I said. "They have these fantasy nights where they act out various sexual fantasies. One night Jack will come up with a fantasy and the next time Lori will..."

"I know all about it." Jennifer interrupted. "Lori's been after me for months to try it."

"Well," I replied. "What do you think about doing something similar, only with a little twist?"

I had Jennifer's attention now. Evidently Lori had been feeding her a bunch of ideas to try but she didn't know how to approach me about it.

"Ok," said Jennifer. "What do you have in mind?"

"A betting game," I said. "Only the payoff would be something sexual."

"OK" she replied, "Keep going. This could be interesting."

We talked about various options. One thought was to require the loser to perform specific sex acts for the winner. Another option would require the loser to submit to the winner for a specific period of time. The length of servitude would be established when the bet was made. The third option involved making individual activity cards that would be placed in a bowl. Losing the bet would result in the winner picking a predetermined number of cards from the bowl and the loser performing the tasks selected.

Regardless of the option selected, failure of the loser to perform any activity to the satisfaction of the winner would result in some type of punishment. The activity would then be repeated until the winner was satisfied with the results.

It was nearly midnight before we headed to bed. We had cuddled all evening as we discussed the plans for our little game. Neither of us were sleepy, we were too aroused to sleep.

We kissed passionately for a long time. Our tongues were entwined as we explored each other's mouths. I was massaging Jennifer's breasts, squeezing them passionately. Her nipples were hard but I pinched them anyway, rubbing them between my fingers. I could smell her arousal but I wasn't ready to penetrate her just yet.

I crawled between her legs and lifted them over my shoulders. My mouth found her sweet sex after planting small kisses up each leg. I kissed her softly, her hairless crotch responding to my tender worship. My fingers made their way to her vagina and gently tickled her. I continued my oral worship. Like a miniature cock, my tongue penetrated her. My fingers were now exploring her puckered hole. I pushed gently but she refused them entrance. They circled her anus causing her to purr like a kitten.

Her breathing became erratic and she was moaning. She called out my name and begged me to mount her. Instead, I sealed my mouth over her sex and sucked as hard as I could. I nibbled at her clit as she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her. She was on the brink of orgasm but that wasn't going to happen.

I slowed my efforts as she came down from her high. She was panting now, begging for my cock. I attacked her again with my tongue. She was ready and finally exploded into my mouth. She seemed to cum forever, but I'm sure it wasn't that long. I lapped at her juices. She pleaded with me to ram my cock into her.

I mounted her. I was already nearing my own climax. I concentrated on holding back. I was driving my sword into her with long strokes. I went slowly to allow her to build to a second climax and to prolong mine. When I reached the point of no return I began slamming her hard and fast. She had wrapped her legs around me and was sucking me into her glorious sex. We kissed again. I was near... so was she. It was over a few minutes later. We had satisfied our needs; at least for the moment.

We held each other in a tight embrace, savoring the moment. I felt a stirring in my groin and knew round two was about to begin. We made love all night. We slept in on Sunday, something we never did but we were so exhausted we didn't have a choice. We spent the entire day together, it was like being on a second honeymoon.

About a week later Jennifer was having her weekly hen party. Once a week she would have a few of her girlfriends over for an evening of cards, gossip and wine. They were mostly friends and neighbors, but also included a few co-workers. I normally took the opportunity to head over to Joe's house and watch football or play poker. This week Joe was out of town so I had stayed home and was watching the game upstairs in our bedroom.

I heard the laughter from downstairs where the girls seemed to be having a great time. I guessed the wine was having its usual affect and was looking forward to some quality sex after the guests had gone. It was nearly half time when my cell phone rang. It was Jennifer and she ask me if I could join them in the basement.

When I got to the basement I noticed they were all playing pool. I had purchased a new pool table after my promotion. I played regularly down at the club and had won my share of tournaments there. I just stood and watched as these women tried to put the balls in the pockets. None of them seemed very good so I guessed that Jennifer wanted me to give the girls a few pointers.

"So, I understand you told Jennifer that women weren't very good at pool." One of the guests said. "I believe it had something to do with their tits always getting in the way."

I couldn't believe Jennifer had shared my offhanded comments with her friends. It was true I had made the comment, but it was meant as a joke.

"What do you think about my tits?" The woman continued. "Think they'll get in the way?"

The woman was about 45. I had never seen her before. She was only about 5'4" but weighed about 160 lbs. She had some huge melons that hung freely from her chest. She wore a button up blouse with enough buttons undone to reveal her ample cleavage. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her large nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt as she stood there waiting for an answer.

She had dark hair and was a little stocky. Her backside stretched the fabric of the slacks she wore, but it was actually proportional to the size of her chest. She was definitely a plus sized woman, but not overtly obese.

"Jim, it's time to put up or shut up." Jennifer said. "I told Jodi about what you said about female pool players and I think she wants to challenge you to some eight ball. In fact, I'd like to see it too so let's make a little wager on the outcome. You game?

I understood what Jennifer was up to. This was all about our little sex game. She knew she couldn't beat me so she brought in a ringer. I was confident I could beat this woman, so I asked Jennifer what she had in mind.

"If you win," Jennifer said. "You can have your buddies over for a football party next Sunday. I'll strip for them and then serve them in the nude.

"Hmm," I replied. "And if I lose?"

"Then you do the same for my next hen party." She replied.

"OK," I said. "What about the rules."

"Eight Ball." Jodi said. "We'll play standard eight ball rules. You have to call your pocket or the ball comes back up. We'll alternate who breaks after each game. OK?"

"Sure." I replied.

"How about best out of seven?" Jodi asked. "That should ensure the outcome is based upon skill and not luck."

I won the first two games without much difficulty. I was beginning to feel a little cocky and started to taunt Jodi. It was her turn to break but before she did she asked me if I wanted to up the stakes a little. I asked her what she had in mind.

"How about a spanking?" She asked. "To be exact, loser gets a bare bottom spanking."

This was getting a little more interesting. I already had a two game handicap and I really wanted to give this loud mouthed woman a spanking she'd never forget. I agreed to her terms.

The next game was more difficult for me. Jodi nearly ran the table before I even got a chance to shoot. When she shot again she accidentally dropped the eight ball. I was now up three games to none. My taunting continued.

The fourth game was close, but Jodi managed to win her first game. The next game was no contest at all. Jodi broke and then ran the table. It was my turn to break and I managed to sink several balls before Jodi got to shoot. She landed four balls and was slightly ahead when I again got a turn. I sunk two additional balls before accidentally sinking the eight ball. It was now tied at three and I was a little worried.

It was also Jodi's turn to break. She knocked down two before giving me a chance to shoot. I managed to get on a roll and sunk five balls before giving Jodi another shot. She ran the rest of the table. I had lost.

"I guess I should let you in on a little secret now." Jennifer announced. "Jodi works at one of the local billiards shop. She plays competitively and placed third in this year's state women's competition."

"Well, time to pay up." Jodi said. "Let's get those pants off so we can get on with your spanking. You know I would have been quite satisfied with having you strip for us, but when you started taunting me, well, I just had to come up with something to take you down a peg."

Jodi put a straight back chair in the middle of the room and had me lay my naked body over her lap. She asked if anyone had a hairbrush and Jennifer produced a large wooden one which she said she bought especially for tonight. Jodi began. She hit my butt over and over until it was bright red. After what seemed like a hundred blows she had me stand up.

She inspected her work for a few minutes before telling me to go stand in the corner.

"That was a good warm up." She said. "Now for round two. Jennifer, I believe you told me you have a sorority paddle from college. Can you fetch it for me? I think I'll let everyone give him a few swats with it."

Jodi bent me over the back of the chair and took the paddle in her hand. She gave me 20 strokes with it before handing it to one of the other ladies. Each of the women took a turn. Some were energetic while others were more timid and needed some encouragement. Jodi gave them pointers and allowed each of them a few practice swings before commencing with their allotted strokes.

There were a dozen women there. With the exception of Jennifer, Lori was the last to go. She hit hard and I was crying by the time she finished. She rubbed my bottom for a moment before reaching down and squeezing my balls.

"Jack told you how much I liked to be in control." She said. "He just didn't tell you how controlling I am. You'll find that out soon enough because I think we'll be playing together a lot now that the cat's out of the bag.
Jennifer took the paddle from Lori. My ass was on fire by now and I was trying to avoid each stroke. Jennifer ask Lori to come over and hold me still. Lori grabbed me by the balls and squeezed. She pulled them down and held them tight. Any movement would result in additional pain. I took the remaining strokes. Jennifer actually administered an extra 20. I was sent to stand in the corner.

The party was over and the guest started to leave. I was still standing in the corner when Jennifer told me to come up to the bedroom. When I got there Jodi was lying naked on the bed.

"Looks like we have some debts to pay" Jennifer said. "Lori led Jennifer into the next bedroom. Jodi told me to start by massaging her massive tits. She wanted her nipples sucked and manipulated. My fingers found her clit and started massaging it as well. Soon she was pushing my head down between her thick thighs. She spread them wide and she forced my face between them.

I could hear moaning coming from the next room. I assumed Jennifer was giving Lori a similar treatment. I wished I could be there to see it. Jodi redirected my attention. She had shifted her position so I was now rimming her ass. It was another new sensation for me, but not altogether unpleasant. The initial thought of licking someone's ass was repulsive and the taste took a little bit to get used to, but Jodi was obviously enjoying the sensation.

She started to guide my head, forcing my tongue where she wanted stimulation. She drenched my face shortly thereafter. After a short pause she got off the bed and told me to lie on my back so she could ride me. I thought she was planning to impale herself on my cock but she had other plans. She mounted me in 69 fashion and engulfed my cock. My mouth was buried in her sex and my nose was up her ass.

It was hard to breathe but I managed. She rode me until we both shot our loads. When she was done she went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. She left a few minutes later.

Jennifer came in about an hour later. I asked her about what had happened but all she said was Lori had left. She mounted my cock and impaled herself on it. She rode it like a cowgirl riding a stallion and had a series of mini orgasms followed by one massive one. She leaned forward to kiss me and tasted Jodi as she did.

She laid there for the rest of the night; hugging me while she continued to straddle my pelvis. My morning woody woke her. We had another quickie before getting up and getting ready for work.



A week later I arrived home to find a note on the counter. It told me to shower and get squeaky clean, then put on the clothing that was laid out for me on the bed. I was to put on my best cologne and be ready to serve our guests by 7 pm.

I headed upstairs to get ready. I glanced at the bed. A maid's uniform and a pair of high heeled shoes were lying there with another note.

"Jim, remember you have to serve all of the ladies tonight. Poor performance will result in a punishment. I think these will set the mood but don't worry, you won't have to wear them for very long. See you soon. Jennifer."

I went to the bathroom to get ready. I found two more notes. The first one told me to clean myself inside and out. Under the note was an enema bottle. The other note said to be sure and shave my legs before putting on the stockings.

It took me longer than expected to follow all of the instructions. When I was done I wasn't sure what was worse; the thong panties with a garter belt and stockings I wore under the maid's costume or the high heels I wore that hurt my feet and made walking nearly impossible.

It was nearly 7 o'clock so I headed to the kitchen, praying I wouldn't fall on the stairs.

Jennifer laughed as I walked gingerly into the kitchen. She looked me over before having me turn around.

The doorbell rang and Jennifer told me to answer it. It was Lori. She gave my package a little squeeze before heading into the kitchen to help with the preparations. Another guest arrived followed by two or three more. I recognized most of them. Soon there were a dozen women chatting away in our living room. The doorbell continued to ring.

I think all of the neighborhood women were there as well as a few of our friends. The last to arrive was Ethel Ballmaster. She was my boss and the owner of the company I worked for. She looked me over for a moment before telling me to step aside so she could come in. She gave me a little squeeze as she passed by.

Jennifer asked all of the women to take their seats in the living room. She explained how I lost the bet which resulted in me serving everyone tonight. She then explained how I was paddled at last week's party and even shared a few pictures.

"After considerable thought, I've decided that Jim won't be serving us in the nude tonight." She announced, pausing for the crowd's reaction. "Instead, I'm allowing him to keep his shoes on."

Everyone laughed at her wit. She told me it was time to strip.

"I think it would be fun to allow the women to do the honors." She said. "I have everyone's name in this bowl. Jim will pick a name. If your name is picked you may come up and remove a piece of clothing."

Stockings came first. Two women approached me. They were older women who lived in the neighborhood. They had to remove my shoes in order to remove the stockings. They kept the stockings as souvenirs and then assisted me with strapping my shoes back onto my feet. When they did, they locked them in place with tiny padlocks so I wouldn't be able to remove them for the rest of the night. I then had to parade around the room, letting the women feel my shaved legs. Many took pictures and some took the opportunity to reach under my uniform and squeeze my balls as well.

Next was the maid's outfit. Lori got the honor of doing it. She undid the buttons, playing with my chest as she did. She gave each nipple a little pinch as the garment fell to the ground. I had to pick it up and fold it neatly before parading around the room again in just my panties.

Last to come off was my panties. Mrs. Ballmaster's name was called. She stood close to me and slowly lowered the panties to the floor and then allowed me to step out of them. She got a close up view of my cock as she squatted before me. I was erect with my cock pointing to her face. She cupped my balls for a second before giving my cock a quick tug.

"Now it is time for Jim to serve us." Jennifer announced.

As I started serving the women I felt my cock and balls being fondled and my ass pinched. The women were relentless and despite the humiliation, my cock remained erect.

Some of the women wanted a closer look so I had to stand and spread my legs so they could fondle my assets. Some wanted me to bend over and spread my cheeks for them. One lady actually stuck her finger up my ass causing me to moan. She laughed and replaced the finger with two before slapping my ass and telling me to move on.

I was still having trouble walking, especially with a tray full of drinks. I was handing my boss a drink when someone squeezed my balls hard from behind. My reaction caused me to spill the drink all over Mrs. Ballmaster's legs. You could hear the hush fall over the room. Mrs. Ballmaster stood and slapped me hard across the face.

I tried to apologize but she would have none of it. Jennifer came over and slapped me as well. She told me I had earned a punishment but felt it was only right to allow Mrs. Ballmaster an opportunity to punish me first. I could see the excitement in Ethel's face.

"I think he should clean up his mess." She said.

I went to get a towel and she asked where I was going.

"No, you don't understand." She continued. "I want you to clean it with your mouth."

She was wearing a short dress but most of the wine had gotten on her legs and run down to her feet. She kicked off her shoes and sat in her chair. She spread her legs as I started to clean them. I licked her from her thick thighs to her feet. I continued for nearly 10 minutes while the other women watched and took pictures.

"Enough." She said. "You're just licking my pantyhose. My legs are what need cleaning. Remove my pantyhose and then properly clean me."

I started to remove her pantyhose but she slapped my hands away.

"Use your mouth." She said. "Pull them down as far as you can in the front and then crawl around to the back and pull them down there. Go back and forth until you get them to my ankles. Then you can pull them off and clean me properly."

She tied my hands behind my back with my discarded stockings and stood there waiting for me to comply. I stuck my head under her dress and finally found my way to the waistband. I grabbed it with my teeth and pulled downward. They were stretched pretty tightly around her torso and moved just a little as I tugged gently with my mouth. I released them and scooted around behind her. It was even more difficult to grab the back. I pulled again, another inch of movement. I realized this was going to be harder than I thought and she wasn't going to help at all.

Back and forth I went. My knees were getting chaffed from crawling on the floor. I finally got past her wide hips. I could smell her aroma. She was getting off on this. I had gotten the rear down past her butt. By now my nose was actually buried between her cheeks as I pulled on the waistband with my mouth.

"Stop" she said.

I immediately stopped where I was. She bent forward further impaling my face into her ass. She widened her stance which made my job all the more difficult. I released the garment from my mouth. I started to crawl out from under her but she just sat down in her chair. I was on my knees with my face trapped under her ass and my cock pointing to the ceiling from between her legs.

"I think he is enjoying this too much," she announced. "Would someone like to relieve him of his erection so he can continue?"

I felt the sting of something hitting my cock and balls. A ruler I thought. Someone was spanking my cock with a ruler.

After a painful spanking, my cock had retreated into its hiding space. She allowed me to continue my task. I pulled the front down. Her aroma was stronger now. With her pantyhose now at thigh level, she grabbed my head and pulled me back into her crotch.

"Lick as if your job depended on it." She said. "Because it just might."

The room erupted with laughter.

I finally got her pantyhose off and began cleaning her legs with my tongue. She wanted them cleaned from top to bottom. It seemed like it took forever. When I finally got to her feet, she told me to such each toe and lick between them. When I was done, she stuck her entire foot in my mouth and told me to continue to suck it. When I was finally done she threw the pantyhose at me and told me to wash them and bring them with me to work tomorrow.

I returned to my job of serving the women. After seeing what Ethel had made me do, other women wanted a similar treatment. They were more brazen now. My cock was fondled and my balls squeezed. My ass was pinched and spanked repeatedly.

Finally it was getting time for the party to end.

"I want to thank everyone for coming tonight." Jennifer began. "Now it's time to decide how well Jim performed. Ladies, please raise your hand if you feel he performed adequately."

She paused to count.

"Now, raise your hand if you feel his performance was less than adequate."

Again she counted.

"Very well," She said. "You have judged him to be adequate. However, there is still the matter of his punishment for spilling the drink on Ethel. I think a paddling is appropriate and I'm inviting all of you to participate. I'm going to start with 20 strokes and then allow Ethel to apply 20 more. After that anyone who wants to participate can have a go."

"For those of you that have to leave," she continued. "I thank you for coming and making this a special evening. Be sure to thank Jim appropriately for his service. We look forward to seeing you again soon."

Nearly all of the women stayed to witness and participate in my paddling. When they finally left, some hugged me or gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek. I thought Jodi was going to stick her tongue down my throat, and Lori gave me a firm squeeze to my cock. Ethel Ballmaster gave me a warm hug and told me to meet her in her office in the morning.

"Don't forget the pantyhose," she said. "I won't be wearing any when you get there."

When everyone had gone Jennifer gave me a big hug.

"Is that what you meant by spicing things up?" She asked as we started to clean the house.

"Yeah," I replied. "But how am I going to top this when you lose the next bet?"

spice   one   way   marriage  

Jun 25, 2018 in femdom

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