Spanked College Sweetheart
Dave Wolfe writes here about giving giving his college sweetheart Betsy a birthday spanking. You know she had his full attention from the beginning:
The first thing I noticed about Betsy was her shapely bottom in motion. OK, actually, the very first thing I noticed was her long blonde hair streaming behind her as she rushed past me, attending to her job in the department store where we were both working in that 70’s summer between college semesters. But my natural inclinations took me almost immediately to her behind as she strolled past, in tight, form-fitting baby blue knit slacks, with a feminine hip wiggle I thought could only be done on purpose…”
Eventually he got her over his lap:
Betsy’s long time pal Jeannie had dropped by to share in the fun. “Could you please?” I asked Jean, handing her my 35mm camera, loaded with fresh Kodachrome. “Sure!” Jeanie replied, and I hugged Betsy to my side for a cute couples shot, sitting together on the couch. “Thank you!” said I, keeping my arm around Betsy’s shoulders. “And now, there’s one more shot I want!” And I pulled Betsy right over my lap. Jeannie giggled herself silly, but cocked the shutter and tried to aim.
Betsy had changed from her long summer dress after dinner, and was now sporting a brightly striped T-shirt and pocketless, bell-bottomed jeans of light and faded denim. She made a pretense of trying to escape, and tried to slap my behind. Well, we’ll have none of that! “Look at the camera, Honey!” I instructed, and Jeannie snapped the pic. Then I proceeded to snap the seat of Bets’ pants.
Her mother came in to see what the commotion was, and stood laughing and enjoying the show! (What is it about mothers wanting to watch their daughters get spanked? Are they chaperoning or living vicariously? Hmmm.)
I counted off the twenty-twenty-two-and-one-really-good-one-to-grow-on swats, alternating gentle but very firm spanks on each cheek. I loved being able to “legally” cup and spank her soft, firm buttocks! Then, setting Betsy back upright with a kiss, I marveled at her expression, her startlingly blue eyes behind those round John Lennon glasses reading embarrassed humor, love for me, and — dare I interpret it? — desire!
Those were the only spankings I ever gave until the internet. If it weren’t for birthdays ….
I just got my first spanking yesterday and I didn’t know where else to squee about it so I am squeeing here! Have been reading this blog for *ever*, keep up the good work!
Gratz, Domi!
I’ll be a blue-nosed gopher! Didn’t know you’d featured my corny prose here until just now! Your blog has always been a lot of fun, and maybe Betsy has seen that story excerpt here! :-D Many thanks for the feature and the link-backs, and I’m glad you enjoyed the story so much!