over her shoulder at him. "How did you
know about that?"
The corner of
his mouth edged up. "I told you," he
said. "A little elf."
So, one of her
friends had told him, she thought as she turned back around to rest her head on
her folded arms, and she absently found herself
wondering which of them it had been.
"Well?" her
husband prompted quietly.
She thought back
to his question. "For a while," she admitted.
He continued to rub
her bottom. "Why didn't you tell me?"
She chewed on
her lower lip. "Because I didn't know how to bring it up," she said softly.
Then, after a moment, she added, "And because I wasn't sure you would want to
spank me."
Conner chuckled
softly at that. "You don't have to worry about that, sweetheart," he said, his
hand gliding down one of her slender legs, and then back up the other. "Since I
found out that you wanted me to spank you, it's all that I've been able to
think about." He cupped her bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I probably
fantasized a hundred times about spanking you in a hundred different ways, but
my favorite is definitely this one, with you over my knee, your sexy, little
ass just ready and waiting for me to spank. You don't know how hard it was to
wait until Christmas."
Her husband had
always been an expert at turning her on with erotic words alone, but hearing
him talk about how much he wanted to spank her had her pussy positively
purring. By the time he actually started spanking her, she would be dripping
wet.
Abruptly, Hayley
realized that Conner had stopped caressing her bottom. A moment later, she felt
a light smack on her right cheek. Little more than a love pat, it didn't hurt,
but it startled her nonetheless, and she let out a soft, little gasp. Another
smack quickly followed, a little harder than the first, and she almost moaned
when she felt the delicious sting it left.
She held her
breath, waiting for Conner to continue, but he surprised her by caressing her
nearly-naked derriere for a moment before delivering another sound smack to her
right cheek. This time, his hand connected with the portion of her bottom left
exposed by the tiny panties, and she cried out.
" Owwwww ! "
Above her,
Conner paused. "Too hard, sweetheart?"
But Hayley shook
her head. "No," she said, and then, looking over her shoulder at him, she shyly
added, "It just caught me a little by surprise. You can spank me harder, if you
want."
A deep chuckle
met her words, and Hayley felt her face color. She couldn't remember ever being
this shy with Conner before, not even the first time they'd had sex. But there
was just something so embarrassing about being over his knee while he reddened
her bottom. And also
something very, very hot, too.
Taking her at
her word, Conner began to spank her harder. Not so hard that it actually hurt,
but hard enough to make her bottom sting. And it was like each spank built on
the one before it. Her ass began to burn hotter and hotter. At first, she tried
not to protest too much, afraid that her husband would think she wanted him to
stop, but as he continued to spank one cheek, and then the other, she found
herself crying out after each and every smack.
Then, suddenly,
Conner stopped. Despite how much she was enjoying the spanking, Hayley was glad
for the momentary respite, especially since her husband took the opportunity to
give her stinging asscheeks a firm squeeze. She
moaned softly.
Giving her ass
another squeeze, Conner slid his hand between her legs to lightly run his
finger along her soaking-wet panties.
"I think your
pussy is getting wet," he said softly, his finger caressing her through the
silky material. "Shall I check to be sure?"
Hayley could
only moan in reply. But that was all the answer Conner obviously needed because
a moment later, she felt him slowly pulling down her panties. She expected him
to take the tiny scrap of material off completely, but instead, he left them
banded around her thighs. For some reason, that made her feel even
know about that?"
The corner of
his mouth edged up. "I told you," he
said. "A little elf."
So, one of her
friends had told him, she thought as she turned back around to rest her head on
her folded arms, and she absently found herself
wondering which of them it had been.
"Well?" her
husband prompted quietly.
She thought back
to his question. "For a while," she admitted.
He continued to rub
her bottom. "Why didn't you tell me?"
She chewed on
her lower lip. "Because I didn't know how to bring it up," she said softly.
Then, after a moment, she added, "And because I wasn't sure you would want to
spank me."
Conner chuckled
softly at that. "You don't have to worry about that, sweetheart," he said, his
hand gliding down one of her slender legs, and then back up the other. "Since I
found out that you wanted me to spank you, it's all that I've been able to
think about." He cupped her bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I probably
fantasized a hundred times about spanking you in a hundred different ways, but
my favorite is definitely this one, with you over my knee, your sexy, little
ass just ready and waiting for me to spank. You don't know how hard it was to
wait until Christmas."
Her husband had
always been an expert at turning her on with erotic words alone, but hearing
him talk about how much he wanted to spank her had her pussy positively
purring. By the time he actually started spanking her, she would be dripping
wet.
Abruptly, Hayley
realized that Conner had stopped caressing her bottom. A moment later, she felt
a light smack on her right cheek. Little more than a love pat, it didn't hurt,
but it startled her nonetheless, and she let out a soft, little gasp. Another
smack quickly followed, a little harder than the first, and she almost moaned
when she felt the delicious sting it left.
She held her
breath, waiting for Conner to continue, but he surprised her by caressing her
nearly-naked derriere for a moment before delivering another sound smack to her
right cheek. This time, his hand connected with the portion of her bottom left
exposed by the tiny panties, and she cried out.
" Owwwww ! "
Above her,
Conner paused. "Too hard, sweetheart?"
But Hayley shook
her head. "No," she said, and then, looking over her shoulder at him, she shyly
added, "It just caught me a little by surprise. You can spank me harder, if you
want."
A deep chuckle
met her words, and Hayley felt her face color. She couldn't remember ever being
this shy with Conner before, not even the first time they'd had sex. But there
was just something so embarrassing about being over his knee while he reddened
her bottom. And also
something very, very hot, too.
Taking her at
her word, Conner began to spank her harder. Not so hard that it actually hurt,
but hard enough to make her bottom sting. And it was like each spank built on
the one before it. Her ass began to burn hotter and hotter. At first, she tried
not to protest too much, afraid that her husband would think she wanted him to
stop, but as he continued to spank one cheek, and then the other, she found
herself crying out after each and every smack.
Then, suddenly,
Conner stopped. Despite how much she was enjoying the spanking, Hayley was glad
for the momentary respite, especially since her husband took the opportunity to
give her stinging asscheeks a firm squeeze. She
moaned softly.
Giving her ass
another squeeze, Conner slid his hand between her legs to lightly run his
finger along her soaking-wet panties.
"I think your
pussy is getting wet," he said softly, his finger caressing her through the
silky material. "Shall I check to be sure?"
Hayley could
only moan in reply. But that was all the answer Conner obviously needed because
a moment later, she felt him slowly pulling down her panties. She expected him
to take the tiny scrap of material off completely, but instead, he left them
banded around her thighs. For some reason, that made her feel even
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