Following The Rules Part Two
Mrs Smith put on her coat and bid farewell to her husband, promising not to be late home. He looked across at her, running his eyes up and down her body.
'Okay,' he uttered, then added a comment. 'You seem very dressed up. Thought you were just going round to Jane's for a couple of hours, having a gossip and a couple of glasses of wine?'
'I am. There's no reason why I shouldn't look my best.'
'Well you don't normally wear such short skirts - and a top that shows so much cleavage, on a week-night out at your mate's house.'
Sue Smith felt nervous, hoping her husband wouldn't question her further. Thank goodness he hadn't wandered upstairs while she was getting ready and seen her putting on stockings and see-through underwear. Especially the little sexy corset that only usually came out for bedroom frolics.
'A couple of her friends are joining us. They always have to dress glamorous - I don't want them looking at me like I'm a dowdy housewife who can't be bothered to dress smartly.'
'Fair enough,' her husband replied, then went back to reading his book.
Sue rushed out of the door while the going was good. She hadn't gone far when a loud wolf-whistle pierced the evening air. Turning round she saw two youths on bicycles slowly pedalling, as though they were intentionally keeping pace with her. The housewife knew very well who they were. For years she had been plagued with the neighbourhood terrors, who, since she had remonstrated with their parents about their bad behaviour, made a point of singling her out for special attention when they felt like causing annoyance.
Sue, could not resist firing back at them. 'You're not kids any more, when are you going to grow up? What age are you now, nineteen, twenty? You should be acting like young men not half-wits!'
'We're just paying you a compliment Mrs Smith - you look very sexy, short skirt - great legs!'
'Get on your way, you stupid idiots!' Sue certainly didn't appreciate the so-called compliment.
'See, we have grown up. We look at you in a totally different way now! Sexy housewife!'
The woman had to secretly admit to her self that the boys were growing up to be handsome lads. Maybe she should feel good hearing them say they found her sexy! The boys followed her, circling around her as she walked making the odd inappropriate observation. Trying to ignore them she kept her head down. But she really did need them to go away - not to see exactly where she was going.
Suddenly the boys disappeared as though Sue's wish had made them vanish. Now she was almost at her intended destination, having once walked past a certain house and doubled back on herself. It was almost dark and no one was around, a back gate had been purposely left open; Mrs Smith dodged into the garden quietly.
The back kitchen door of the house opened, a man invited the woman into the house.
'Just a few minutes late - not bad.' Ned eyed the woman up and down as he took her coat. 'Good girl, you're wearing a mini skirt. Did you remember the stockings?'
Susan hitched up her skirt far enough for the older man to see her suspenders.
'Very nice, hope you put on sexy underwear too.'
'My husband questioned me - he was very suspicious, it's only a matter of time before he finds out you're blackmailing me. I was almost followed here and had to walk round the block - those two stupid lads I've always had bother with. They could have seen me sneaking into your garden - tell my husband.'
Ned laughed. Grabbing the woman he pulled her close and cupped her breasts. Kissing her neck and thrusting his tongue in her ear he whispered that she was wasting her time trying to scare him -- and told her she deserved a spanking for even trying. Then he pushed her down into a sitting position on a kitchen chair. Obediently she stayed still while he unfastened his trousers and took out his cock.
'You know what to do,' he told her.
Without putting up any sort of resistance she took hold of his stiff thick penis and opened her mouth, slipping it past her lips and proceeded to suck and lick his blood engorged pole. She pulled back his foreskin and gazed at the purple helmet, licking the tiny piss-hole as she worked her hand to and fro along his shaft. Then she took all she could into her mouth until it almost hit the back of her throat. No one would have believed she was performing this act under duress.
'Let's see you undress, take your top and skirt off.'
Again, without protest, the housewife obeyed, standing in front of Ned, almost posing seductively for him.
'Are you trying your best to make me cum, thinking the sooner I do then the sooner it will all be over?'
Ned smiled as he slowly pleasured himself while watching the woman.
'I'm impressed with your choice of underwear - very sexy!' The man said.
'Thank you,' Sue replied. She pushed up her tits and stroked her hand over her crotch. 'Do you like my little corset?' Her attitude toward her blackmailer was friendly but very bizarre.
'Very fetching - you will look very arousing when you bend over for a spanking. I think I'll spank you now, over the kitchen table. Are you ready to feel my hand on your bottom? I think you kind of liked it last time I tanned your hide!'
'I don't have a choice do I?' She responded calmly.
'Bend over the table then,' Ned told her.
Sue turned her back on him and leaned forward resting her forearms on the table, pushing her backside out. She waited for the first stinging whack on her arse, but it was a long time coming. Instead Ned placed his arm around her front and let his fingers find their way inside her panties, seeking out her clitoris; her cunt was already very moist. Expertly he rolled his fingers over her now swollen sex button, until he felt her hips begin to slightly and involuntarily move against his hand. She was beginning to feel sexually aroused. The tension she experienced waiting for the first smack on her arse was exciting her.
When Ned simply let his spare hand touch her arse-cheeks she recoiled and tightened her buttocks as she expected a sharp slap.
'Is this making you feel aroused, Mrs Smith?' Ned asked. She refused to answer.
The next noise heard was the sound of the young housewife crying out when she felt the stinging pain of that first spank as it it took her by surprise. Her buttocks tightened then involuntarily relaxed as they do when a person is suffering corporal punishment. Ned's hand now came down constantly, quick and hard on the woman's tender posterior, yet not following a rhythm, not giving her the chance to prepare for the accompanying pain. All the time the fingers of Ned's other hand stimulated Sue's clit, he noted how very wet her cunt was becoming. Ned's next move was to tug down her panties which fell around her ankles.
Though the woman sobbed softly, she didn't beg for him to stop, even though her arse was now burning. Pain was turning to pleasure. Ned spanked her more gently now, letting his hand maintain contact with her arse, rubbing over her red throbbing arse cheeks between whacks, leaving her not knowing whether the smack would on left cheek or right. Randomly he would bring down his hand more strongly, taking her by surprise, making her jump with pain and shock.
When the perverted man changed tack and pushed his finger into her cunt from behind she wriggled and squirmed. Then he spanked her hard and expertly caught her as her arse relaxed and pushed backward meeting her anus with his wet finger and thrust it up her brown hole. Now a finger penetrated her from front and behind. Her sobbing had ceased, now she breathed very heavily.
'Do you like that, Susan?' Ned asked, 'Does that give you pleasure?'
She was reluctant to admit it but she gave a honest answer. 'Yeah!'
'You've got a lovely arse, Mrs Smith! Don't you agree boys?'
