Hubby has been so well behaved, really, he's been a model citizen and because of it, he's not had a punishment spanking for two weeks - that's a really LONG time for me. So when I went to sleep on Friday, I did so with the plan that hubby was going to get a really good maintenance spanking upon waking on Saturday morning. It went like this....
Good morning hun, hope you slept well? I did, thanks. I'm going to the kitchen to fix something to eat, I want you to join me...oh and before you come downstairs, get my hairbrush from the counter. What? No, come on, Ive been good. Yes you have, and I dont want you to forget, this is just a little reminder...But! You're making it worse dear.
He entered the kitchen and handed me the brush. I pulled out the chair. He stood in front of me and I pulled his lounge pants and cute blue panties down to his feet and had him step out of them. Looking at him, he penis started to grow and for some reason, I decided to play. I stood up and took off my pajama bottoms and panties too, sat down and said, now we'redressed alike. His face was in pure shock. I took his hand and guided him over my lap. I could feel his hard-on against my leg. As I spanked and he wriggled, I could feel it getting a little harder, and I could also feel it dripping a little on me too until.....until the real spanking began.
I decided on 250 spanks with the brush. Dont ask why that number, it's arbitrary, I just felt like it, but I decided to deliver them in a very particular manner: 100 to his left cheek, then 100 to his right cheek, then 50 across both of them, no stopping between any of them.
When done, oh boy was his ass red and oh boy was I flipping hot. When he got up, his penis was soft again but it glistened from being pushed around the precum he left on my leg. And at that moment, I got an idea. I stood and told him to remain there. I went into the kitchen and came back with a glass of orange juice. I sat back down and told hubby that he has been very good and I appreciate his efforts and that I was going to reward him for it.
I pulled my t-shirt off and told him to jerk off on my tits. He was in shock. I told him the offer will expire so get moving and giggled as I said it. He started to stroke his penis to hardness. I could tell by the way he kept slowing down that he was trying to delay the inevitable, to make it last longer, but when I started to rub my foot on his leg, he could hold back no longer as he launched a few ropes of cum across my tits. When done, I took a sip of my oj, and told him to clean up. Immediately he got on his knees and licked every drop of his cum off of my body. When done, he said thank you and I replied, you're welcome, but you're not done yet. I spread my legs wide and proceed to enjoy the best 45 minutes in a long time.
The rest of the day was great until he, my sister and I went to dinner and he was a little too opinionated for my liking, which earned him a really good discipline when we got home...from both of us, which concluded with my telling him, "you wont be jerking off for a while, a really long while." Hey sis, would you mind getting his pink tube in my top drawer of my dresser. A few minutes later, "Click."