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Ding!


Ken glanced away from the bright computer screen and over to where his cell phone sat on the desk. The phone read ALICE SENT A PHOTO.


Ken glanced over at the door of his office which sat ajar, revealing the bustling office filled with his coworkers. Still, he was alone at the moment. Ken quickly opened the message and an image of his wife from the waist down appeared on the screen. Her creamy thighs were spread to reveal a vibrator pressed into her drenched centre.


Ken quickly locked his phone as he let out a frustrated sigh. Fighting the urge to clench his hand around the phone he instead opted to place it down on the desk, sliding it across the smooth surface and away from him.


Still, the image continued to float to the forefront of his mind. She had likely finished work early and now was clearly enjoying having the apartment to herself. Ken tried to push away the thought of Alice writhing across the bed they shared together but still her sweet moans echoed in his head. Kenโ€™s member twitched at the sound and he quickly readjusted himself in his slacks, willing the ache to go away. After several minutes of staring at the screen, trying to force his mind to focus on the task at hand, he finally let out an irritated grumble as he pushed his chair away from the desk and grabbed his empty mug.


He made his way into the lunchroom with the hope that a cup or coffee might help get his mind on track. As he refilled he thought of the perfect way for him to get back at Alice for her teasing ways.


Ken had noticed that playful swats to Aliceโ€™s plump backside often elicited a squeal from his petite girlfriend. This would be followed by Aliceโ€™s teasing attempts to get his attention. It had certainly seemed to heighten her pleasure during sex and after a discussion, the couple had agreed to explore the idea further. That evening Ken had pulled up the website of an adult toy store and after a little searching, he finally stumbled across their impact and bdsm toys. He quickly clicked on a black leather paddle with a wrist strap. When the package had arrived, despite her shy demeanor, she had admitted that the thought excited her.


Still, it had been something that Ken had saved for the right time. Tonight, as he struggled to think about anything besides the sultry picture of his wife, seemed as good a time as any.



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Alice shuffled in Kenโ€™s lap nervously as he slid her panties over her hips, letting them drop to her ankles. One large hand caressed her soft rump gently, while the other reached for where the paddle sat nearby.


It was the sting. Yes, thatโ€™s what Alice enjoyed so much about spankings. The sound was just as satisfying, of course, but nothing quite compared to the anticipation just before the impact. As she waited her thighs squeezed together and she dared a small glance back over her shoulder.

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โ€œAh-ah, eyes forward.โ€


Alice did as she was told as Kenโ€™s hand began to cup and grope at her ample backside, paying attention to each cheek. Still, the paddle didnโ€™t strike and Ken seemed to be enjoying having her wait. As her heart thrummed in her chest, Alice listened intently trying to predict when the impact would finally come. Alice finally let out a frustrated groan as she fought the urge to look back at her husband despite the previous correction.


โ€œAre you going to make me wait all night?โ€ Alice whined.


โ€œWhy? Is it frustrating?โ€ Ken asked, the smirk as evident in his voice as it was on his face.


โ€œYes! Of course, it is.โ€


Alice made as though she was going to stand and a hand suddenly pressed firmly into the middle of her back, holding her in place.


โ€œWhat are you-โ€


Thwack!

The paddle impacted with a crack on her backside and the sting that followed seemed to radiate out from where it had landed. Alice squirmed as she bit back the urge to gasp. The sensation seemed to only increase her need, pooling between her thighs.


โ€œYou really have no patience,โ€ Ken chuckled and his hand gently passed over her tender skin as he spoke.


โ€œWhy were you taking so long then?โ€ Alice snapped.


Thwack!

The paddle landed on the opposite cheek, causing Alice to yelp as she twisted in his lap. Her thighs squeezed together as the feeling seemed to only make her core more sensitive. Ken admired his wife for a moment as her breathing seemed to pick up as her need grew.


โ€œYou left me frustrated for the last couple hours of work,โ€ Ken stated. โ€œIt seems fair.โ€


Kenโ€™s free hand resumed caressing her pink butt as her shoulders slumped and her head dropped as though she had been caught. Kenโ€™s finger trailed its way down between the globes of her ass and through her wet folds.


โ€œDonโ€™t you think?โ€

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