Younger Wife And Older Husband

I'm a thirty-six year-old man who had just received an over-the-knee spanking from his nineteen year-old younger wife whom I just married few months back. That's when my dominant wife went to a party at a neighbor's house and left me alone at home. About an hour passed by and I got bored watching TV. I went on her computer searching for porn. Before I knew it, I had stripped nude and was pleasuring myself to some hot video clips. I had the sound up and did not hear my dominant wife open the door until she yelled, "You pig!" I quickly jumped in the air but it was too late. I was caught. All I can remember next was watching the green blur of my wife's bikini come toward me. Suddenly, I was over her knee with my butt high in the air and my head on the carpet. A rain of hard hand spanks descended on each of my bare cheeks and I was more shocked than embarrassed. I tried to get off her lap, but each time she was able to push me down again causing me to get excited. "Please stop," I gasped, knowing I was close to finishing. I was overwhelmed by thoughts of my wife in her bikini slapping my butt. I relaxed as slap after slap landed on my bare bottom. As I finished and my dominant wife realized what happened, she screamed. I thought that might be the end of it, but she didn't skip a beat pulling off her flip-flop and spanking me with it. "You're a disgusting old man doing this in my house!" she shouted as the sandal slapped across each cheek. After about a hundred slaps, she lifted me by the neck off her lap and pushed my nose in the corner. As I stood there, she chastised me for my indecent deeds. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself; what if your friends knew!" she clamored. As she stood up, she said, "You stand right there and think about this old man, while I clean up." As I stood with my nose in the corner and my bare butt still stinging, I couldn't think of anything but that. My wife is pretty, sexy, and young woman and thinking of her in the shower was too much. My excitement began to rage again. "Well did you learn your lesson?" she asked. "Turn around." "No, I can't," I said, embarrassed by my condition. "I said turn around," she shouted, grabbing my arm. She gasped and I started to cry. "I'm sorry," I blubbered, "I can't help it." I half expected to get another slap as she sat down on the bed next to me. "Oh, you poor thing," she said, rubbing my bare bottom. "I forgot how confusing it can be for someone who has not done sex for the last few years. Is that what has you all worked up?" I shook my head, too embarrassed to say anything. "My, my, this is quite a piece of equipment you have here," she said. "Now tell Mistress why this thing is still loaded?" I couldn't bring myself to say I loved being over her knee with my bare bottom being spanked, so I just stood there. "I think you enjoyed being spanked, didn't you?" she said. I nodded, hiding my face. "Do you often think about girls putting you over their knees and spanking your bare bottom?" I nodded again. My wife laughed as she rubbed my sore bottom. "Would you like it if Mistress took you over her friend's house and spanked your naughty bare bottom in front of everyone?" "Yes," I said, barely able to talk. "Because you're such a Momma's bad boy, I might have to spank you more often. Hm mm, I'd have to slap each cheek like this," she said lightly tapping my bottom. "I'd just keep spanking and spanking, oho!" she laughed. After that, she just patted my bottom and told me to get dressed.

— Pete, 36