Thirty-year-old Robert Burrows was in big trouble because he had been shagging an eighteen-year-old girl at work and now his wife Emily and, more importantly, her fifty-nine-year-old mother Sandra Littlechild had found out.
The importance of Sandra in the situation was that she largely financed Robert and Emily’s life as his job was not particularly well paid. Sandra also owned the house that they lived in. Robert was standing facing the two seated women and Sandra was doing most of the talking.
“Your inability to keep your penis in your trousers has caused Emily a great deal of distress and I have advised her that you should be thrown out of the house,” stated Sandra.
Robert looked from one woman to the other but could not detect any reaction from his wife.
Sandra continued, “Against my advice, Emily wants to give you one more chance but we cannot let your behaviour go unpunished.”
Sandra was an ex headmistress and Robert was currently feeling like he was a naughty schoolboy in her study. He was wondering what she meant by unpunished.
“I have talked to Emily and we have decided that if you are to remain in the house, you will receive a caning as punishment for your indiscretions.”
For the first time, Robert spoke. “No, no way… you can’t!”
“The choice is yours, young man. You either pack your bags and leave or you receive a thrashing from me.”
“From you? No…”
“Yes, from me. I have caned many a girls’ bottom and I am sure that I can make an impression on yours. Is it to be leaving the house or getting the cane?”
“Look, Sandra, Emily I am sorry… please,” he begged.
Emily then spoke, “Robert, I don’t want you to leave but Mother is right, you must be punished.”
“So young man, which is it?” demanded Sandra.
“Isn’t there some other way?”
“No there is not, so which is it?”
“I-I don’t want to leave,” he almost sobbed.
“So the cane it is… I will deal with you this evening,” and with that Sandra stood up and left the room.
With her mother gone Robert thought that he would have one more go at pleading for clemency from Emily. “I am sorry darling, I won’t do it again.. please talk to your mother.”
“No, I will not. You deserve everything that you get.”
No time had been specified for Robert’s punishment but early evening the phone rang in their house and Emily answered to find that it was her mother. “I will deal with him now, send him to me. You can come if you want.”
“No, mum I won’t. I will stay here I will send him to you.”
The house that Robert and Emily lived in was in the grounds of a larger house in which Sandra lived and Robert made his forlorn journey to his mother-in-law’s home.
Normally, he would just walk in but he thought that in the circumstances he should ring the doorbell. A stern-faced Sandra opened the door but did not speak. She was dressed in a white blouse and black trousers.
She spun around and Robert followed, his eyes went to her large arse in the tight-fitting trousers. She led him into the library and he immediately noticed a cane on a table.
Sandra took up position behind a desk and said, “You will remove your trousers and underpants…”
Robert started to protest.
“Silence! you will remove your trousers and underpants, you will bend over this desk and you will not move until I tell you to get up, understand?”
“Look, Sandra…”
“Do you understand?”
“Y-y-y-yes.”
She just glared at him as he undid and dropped his trousers and removed them and then looked pleadingly at her. Her eyes indicated his underpants, which he pulled down and off. He put his hands over his cock but Sandra had already noticed that it was quite impressive.
She went to pick up the cane before ordering him to bend over the desk. The thirty-year-old man bent over and Sandra raised the tail of his shirt to reveal his firm bare buttocks. She had not decided on how many strokes to apply but she was going to apply a lot and apply them hard. She tapped the cane against his rear before it slashed through the air and met his backside with a loud CRACK.
She raised it again and again and it kept whistling through the air as CRACK after CRACK landed on his buttocks. She had delivered about ten strokes and he was twisting and writhing and sobbing and groaning as his arse acquired red mark after red mark. Still, she thrashed him and he was crying out loud as the number of strokes got to eighteen but still she went on.
Having lashed his backside twenty-four times she stopped and studied the prone figure whose whole body was shaking. He somehow remembered her instruction not to get up until she said and he was unaware that behind him, she had removed her trousers and, as she was not wearing any knickers, she was now bare arsed.
“Stand up, boy,” she said a bit breathlessly.
He slowly got up and put his hands to his caned buttocks.
“I have a task for you. Lick my arse crack,” she said as she bent over the back of a settee.
Through sobs, he said, “Sandra..,. I-I can’t..” but seeing his mother-in-law’s large bare arse caused him to stiffen.
“You will or you will get some more of the cane,” she said swaying her backside seductively from side to side.
Although he had a very sore arse because of his behaviour with a female other than his wife, he now had a full erection as he approached the magnificent pair of buttocks of another woman other than his wife.
“When you have licked my arse to my satisfaction you can fuck me,” she announced.
Robert put his hands on the woman’s cheeks and his tongue approached her arse crack.
He licked up and down both softly and harder and Sandra rocked as she approached orgasm. “Put your tongue in my arsehole,” she almost begged.
His tongue found her anus and after circling it a few times entered it and it obviously pleased her as she wailed, “Oh fuck, yesss… oh fuck,” as she had a shuddering orgasm.
When she stopped shaking he wondered if he was now allowed to stop licking. He got his answer by her pushing off the settee and locking her lips on his and his tongue that had just been up her arse was now in her mouth.
“Now you fuck me,” she said laying on the floor with her legs akimbo.
“But, but what about Emily?” stammered Robert.
“Well, I am not going to fucking tell her and I don’t suppose you will.”
His throbbing cock saw the glistening cunt and slid into it. The fucking did not take long as he thrust in and out of her and she again came with a load of expletives before he felt his spunk rapidly rising.
“Sandra, I…”
“Cum in me, cum in me my stud,” and he did just that, powerfully.
At home, Emily was wondering why her husband was away so long and was thinking of going to investigate when he came in the door.
“Did she deal with you appropriately?” she asked her husband.
“Yes dear, I will not be messing about with eighteen-year-olds again, my arse is so sore.”
He would not be messing about with eighteen-year-olds but he would most certainly be messing about with one particular fifty-nine-year-old but that was something that Emily would never be aware of.
Robert had trouble sitting down for a few days but the discovery of a new fuck buddy made it worth it.
