I decided I should take a break from my self-absorbed reporting of my life story to tell about something that happened on Sunday.  I was on an errand to Home Depot when I happened to observe an attractive couple walking down one of the aisles.  Although they were older - fifties, or maybe sixties - the only way I can characterize their behavior is that of a couple teenagers out on a date. They couldn't keep their hands off each other, and kept whispering in each others' ears, laughing.  He was tall, while she was petite, so either she stood on her tiptoes, or he would lean over, to keep their exchanges for the other's ear only.

As I happen to like seeing that sort of thing, I hung back to watch as unobtrusively as possible, half hidden at the end of the aisle.  Something she whispered seemed to shock him, perhaps more feigned than real.  After first glancing quickly around to see that they were alone - not carefully enough, obviously, as I could see them - he gave her bottom a solid smack with his hand. She gasped, then smirked, and then took her own turn to look around for observers.  I ducked out of view.

A minute later the two of them came walking up the aisle, heading past me to the check out, with him carrying a can of paint. As they neared me, she gave me a sly smile, causing me to giggle.  The woman whispered again to her man as they reached the cashier's station.  He then turned around, taking a moment to check me out.

I headed off to find what I had been sent for.  By the time I got back to the front of the store they were long gone.

When I returned home with my purchase, naturally I had to interrupt the project-of-the-day to give my fiance a full account of what I had seen. This could lead to but one thing, or rather two things.  First, I took a lengthy turn over his lap getting a delicious bottom-warming, after which we satisfied the other urges that always seem to emerge in those circumstances. Only then did we get back to the rather mundane home improvement project.
Anon
2/28/2013 04:10:34

A delightful story! I was in Lowe's once when the store was quiet and found myself alone (or so I thought) in the section that sells dowels as well as small pre-cut pieces of wood for craft projects. Lost in thought I tried out a few different pieces of weod mostly on my palm but a few on my rump too. About ten seconds too late I realized that someone had entered my field of view. A helpful employee walked up to me and said, "Is there anything that I can do for you tonight? Smooth operator that I am I looked her right in the eye, mumbled something completely unintelligible and shuffled off.

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3/16/2013 06:29:29

A very cute story indeed. I don't know how self absorbed your reporting of your life story is....I find it fascinating and very sexy.

Found a new site to bookmark, I think.

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Allison
9/17/2013 01:53:46

I am a third grader in warwick elementary...
spanking is what mommies use to punish their children
i don't get u

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Kim Newco
4/13/2016 11:04:26

I like a real spanking like the kind that goes on until I am bawling, sobbing and crying.

I finally opened up to boyfriend of 8 month that I like spanking. So we tried a few times. He spanked me until he was comfortable once. Than he spanked me until I safe worded out a few times. He gave me a timed 2 minutes hand spanking a few weeks later which was pretty good. Than I told what I really wanted to try.

Told him I wanted a very long no-nonsense real discipline punishment style spanking until I am crying beyond my ability to make words. I want no safe word, no time limit, no swat limit, no protection absolutely bare ass and no warm up this time. I told him I want to try to experience the thrill and adrenaline rush of making the choice to submit to it and to see if I can will myself to do. I just wanted to be held afterwards. He was very reluctant at first and we talked about it for days. I asked him for the rapid fire hard and fast style whacks but not at beginning. I wanted him to start off slower and build up so that that the spanking last longer. At first he wasn’t wanting to because he was concerned welts and bruises. After telling him that I expected that. Its still took him over week before he realized I was serious. He finally decided to give it a try.

We had to wait for another for his roommate to leave for the weekend like he planned to do. We got to his place. I pushed my jeans and panties all the down and he put me over his lap started spanking me with his hand really hard for a really long time. He let me up and I did that post spanking hop. Stiffened up, flew my hands over my ass as I pushed my hips forward and began rubbing frantically as I was hoping up and down. I was far from crying but I sure was fussing because that was the hardest and longest hand spanking I had ever got. After I calmed down enough stay in one place. He went to his room and came back. He pulled off he leather but fairly thin office belt doubled it half and asked me. “Ok, are you sure, no safe word, no time limit and no swat limit?” I respond with a yes. “Ok, that means I decide when this whippin stops not you, you sure that’s what you want, a belt thrashing until you are crying so hard you can’t make out words?”

There I was jeans and panties down to ankles now. As I was still rubbing I looked directly into his eyes, I shuffled over and gently put my arms around him and hugged him. I kissed him ever so gently and I and said, “Yes, please, I really do want to try this. So please don’t hold back but just start of slowly before you tear into me rapid fire ones ok?” “You'll get quit a few before I finish you off. Remember, your safe word is nullified the moment you laid over couch.

I laid over the arm of the couch after gave me his bed pillow from his room I can hang on too. He started in hard and continuous about one whack per second and it just seem to go on and on. I .”was fussing and yelling quite a bit every time the belt came down. Than right no where he was beat my ass really and really fast. It took my breath away. I shoved my face I to my pillow and started biting it trying to muffle my screaming. He wasn't stopping, instinctively I tried shouting my safe word but he ignored it and he kept whacking away. I was kicking and screaming and it went on and on. I don’t know how long it lasted but I finally broke into sobbing but he still kept whipping my ass hard and fast. When he stopped I was bawling so hard I was hiccup crying and my eyes were all puffy and stinging as tears were flowing. I just laid there sobbing. I couldn’t believe I was actually able to will myself to accept it. Its was pure release and he held me until I calmed down and afterwards I felt so tranquil and centered. I thanked him for giving me what I wanted.

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