The Rest of the Story

I met with Carol Monday afternoon and we had a good discussion about Sunday evening’s events.  I’ll share more about that meeting in a subsequent post.  However, I have decided to share what took place with Barry and me on Monday evening.  I initially didn’t think I would share this, but have subsequently decided that I should.

Even after my meeting with Carol, I was still dealing with my feelings of jealousy towards her because of Barry spanking her.  I was convinced that the reason he had such an erection while spanking her was because it was her bottom.  I was sure that spanking me would not have generated the same response.   Carol tried to reassure me that Barry will have the same reaction from spanking me as he did from spanking her.  She even challenged me to try it and see if I can prove her wrong.  It only made matters worse when I asked her about being shaved ‘down there’ and why she started doing it.  She told me about how sexy it makes her feel and how much Henry loves it.

So, I came home from Carol’s house feeling even worse than before.  Later Monday night, I ended up taking her advice.  When we were getting ready for bed, Barry kept asking me what was wrong, but I couldn’t tell him.  Finally, I turned to him and said, “Darling, would you spank me like you spanked Carol last night?”   He got an astonished look on his face and asked me if I was kidding.  When I said I was dead serious, he replied “You don’t know how much I would love to do just that.”

I told Barry that I would meet him in the family room in a few minutes.  I stayed in the bedroom and changed into the outfit I wore Sunday night.    When I entered the family room, Barry was sitting on a dining chair in the middle of the room, wearing only his pajama bottoms, waiting for me.  After calling me over to his side, he told me how much he loved the outfit I was wearing.  He then told me that I had been a very naughty girl lately and deserved a good spanking.  He then gently took me over his knee and started going through the same routine he did with Carol.  It didn’t take long for me to feel his tent pole poking my lower abdomen.   At that point I began to relax.  By the time my panties had been lowered, his tent pole felt huge and he also began to put his fingers between my legs and search for my clitoris.  It was then that I asked him if he would like me to shave ‘down there’ like Carol does.  His response was an enthusiastic “That would be very sexy and I would love it if you feel comfortable doing it.”

At this point I began to feel extremely emotional and upset with myself for having let jealousy take over my life.   I started to shed some tears of joy and frustration all mixed into one.  Barry immediately sensed that something was different and he asked me what was wrong.   I then shared with him about the jealousy I had been feeling and how guilty I felt about it.  And, I asked him to spank me much harder to remind me to never let jealousy take over again.  He then began to do just that.  Before long, I was lying over his lap, quietly sobbing, as he spanked much more firmly and deliberately.  It was a wonderful feeling.  When he finally finished, he sat me on his lap and hugged me and told me how much he loved me and how sexy I was.

After a few moments, I slid off his lap onto my knees in front of him and gently exposed his rock hard penis.  “Mmmm, no ED tonight”, I joked.  He smiled back as I lowered my head and began to lick his tent pole.   It wasn’t long before we returned to the bedroom.  Barry got on his back on the bed and guided my pelvis over his face where we could then offer each other mutual oral pleasure. 

I think that is more than enough details.  Suffice it to say that it was a wonderful evening which took away my feelings of jealousy and my guilt for having them.

Now you know "the rest of the story"!

Susan