“Oh, my poor bottom!” Shelley said as Jim rubbed the soothing cream into her cute, but bruised bottom. “Mmm, that feels good!” she said as his hands strayed between her legs.
Making sure all the lotion was off his hands and on her bottom, his fingers found her slightly damp pussy and stroked gently, knowing that after Fiona’s abuse, she’d want it soft and gentle. He could feel the humidity grow as he ran his fingers through her slit and inside her tight pussy.
“Ohhh, I wish you could lick me, but I can’t sit on my sore butt yet!”
“You don’t need to,” he replied and helped her stand.
Pulling her jeans and panties down, he knelt as he helped her step out of them till she stood naked from the waist down. Running his hands up her firm young thighs, he pressed outward for her to move her legs apart. He looked up to see her looking at him with that cute smile he loved. He stuck his tongue out at her like a child, and she laughed until it slipped between her shiny, wet lips.
“Oh! Oh my …” she started and stepped forward, standing over him as his tongue slipped inside.
With a light touch on her punished cheeks, he pulled her into his face while she rocked her hips in sync with his tongue, licking up her juice. She gasped and grunted as she rocketed towards her climax, her knees weak when she came, coating Jim’s face with her slick secretions.
She bent down to kiss him, still kneeling between her legs, saying, “Oh, Jim! You’re so good to me!” drawing a stark contrast to Fiona’s botched abuse.
They went to dinner, ensuring the restaurant had upholstered chairs for Shelley’s still-achy bottom. Without having to worry about time, they ate and drank leisurely before returning to the hotel.
Gentle was the order of the day as they stripped each other naked and fell on the bed, still taking care with her battered bottom. Shelley kneeled on the bed when she took his thick dick in her mouth, then moved forward to sit on his face and finally rode his stiff-again cock, where her stinging bottom added to the stimulation as she bounced on his cock, each descent bringing a little pain with her pleasure.
“Ooo, yeah! Mmm! Yes! Yes! Spank me just like that!” she pled when on all fours with Jim giving it to her doggie style and playfully spanking her perfect little bottom. She came more than once with well-timed smacks on her hiney.
They fell asleep with their bodies close, his spooning abdomen a soft place for her red bottom, and when they woke in the morning, it didn’t hurt quite so much.
“Good morning, Shelley,” he whispered in her ear, guessing she’d been awake awhile.
“Mmm, good morning, Jimmy!” she said as she turned to face him. “Oh, that feels so good!” she said when his hands caressed her slightly stinging cheeks.
“How much time do we have before I have to check out?” he asked with a sexy smile.
“I arranged a late check-out, so we have until two!” she replied, running her hands over his smooth chest. “And I think I’d like a little spanking now. Will you spank me?” she asked, knowing he’d know what she meant by ‘little.’
He sat up in bed, and she crawled over his lap, wiggling her beautiful bruised backside in invitation. She finally got what she’d expected last night, albeit a much milder version, but it felt as good or better, the contrast to Fiona’s misguided attempt making it all the sweeter.
They licked and sucked each other all over before going down for breakfast and returned to the room to do it all and more again. Luxuriating in the time and secure privacy they hadn’t had till now brought them even closer.
When he had to leave, it was with a promise to return the following weekend, Shelley hoping to get Saturday off. They kissed in the parking lot, and she watched him drive away before returning to the hotel to retrieve the bag she’d left in the office.
“Shelley!” she heard Fiona call to her and turned to see her coming from the elevators. “I’m so glad you’re still here!”
“What do you want, Miss Foster?” she asked with a touch of anger. “I’m not on duty today.”
“I … I just want to talk to you. Please?” she asked in a kind and pleading voice.
She reluctantly followed her boss into the manager’s office and plopped into a seat while Fiona closed and locked the door. Shelley was immediately on her guard, wondering if they’d have to use the ‘insurance’ Jim had so soon. She looked at Fiona with a ‘Well, what do you want?’ look.
“I just want to tell you I’m … I’m sorry and maybe explain why I did that to you. I am really sorry for abusing my authority and assuming you’d like what I did.”
“You thought I’d like that?”
“Well, you do like to get spanked, don’t you?”
“Yes, but not like that!”
“I’m so sorry! Really! When I saw the hairbrush, I assumed you would like a real punishment scenario and would play along. Of course, I had no idea Jim would be there, but you both did what I told you, so I thought …”
“We did what you told us because you threatened to fire me!” Shelley objected.
“I know. I screwed up. Just like always,” she said as tears started to form. “It’s the same way with my girlfriends. They say they want to try spanking and then don’t like it!”
“I’m not surprised if you go at it like you did with me!” Shelley accused with a bit of sympathy starting to show as a tear trickled down her boss’s face.
“Well, how should I do it? Jim was going to use a hairbrush on you! That was gonna hurt!”
“Yes, but … you see, Jim seems to know just how far to go before it just hurts.”
“So he’s had a lot of experience, has he?”
“Actually, no. The first time, he told me he’d never done it before, so it was the first time for both of us. I don’t know how he knows, but he does. Every time!”
“How long have you two been together?”
“That was only the third time when you caught us. The fourth time was just this morning!” she said with a prideful smile.
“He spanked you this morning after the bruises you got last night?!”
“Yeah. See? He knew just how much to give me, and it felt so good! Even on my sore bottom!”
“And you have sex after?”
“Of course! Mmm, the best ever! Even after the spanking, he made me cum when he squeezed my hiney!”
“Your hiney!? What are you, his little girl?”
“Yeah, but only once so far. I was a naughty little girl getting spanked by my daddy! On my hiney,” she added, giggling.
“I wish I knew his secret,” she said sadly.
“It’s no secret. He does it because I want it, and he does it for me, not for him. Just like he told you last night, he was the one to suggest it, but he didn’t do anything until I said that maybe I needed it.”
“I wish he could show me,” she said without thinking.
“What!? You want my sweet Jim to show you how to spank someone?”
“No! Shelley, I didn’t mean it! I just …”
“You think he’d want anything to do with you after last night? What he ought to do is give you a real spanking, one that just hurts!”
“I deserve it, don’t I?” she said as more tears fell.
“You sure do! A good, hard spanking, a paddling, and maybe even take his belt to your sorry ass!” she said with sarcasm dripping from the word ‘sorry.’
“Well, I’d let him if he wanted to do it,” she said sincerely. “Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry,” she finished, got up, and walked out the door.
Fiona felt better only because she’d apologized for her behavior but still didn’t know what she’d do differently if faced with another willing participant in her naughty game. She was serious about accepting a punishment spanking from Jim, feeling like she did deserve it, but also that perhaps she’d learn something from it.
Shelley watched her leave, surprised at the sympathy she felt for the woman. In the end, what she’d done only robbed her and Jim of a couple of hours together, the worst of which was she didn’t get the spanking she’d been anticipating. The one she got this morning was special; she hadn’t exaggerated that when telling Fiona about it.
She grabbed her purse and left, promising to put the whole affair out of her mind and wait till Jim would call in an hour or so when he’d gotten home.
The night they spent together was the most pleasant and exciting encounter she’d had in years, and she savored it, committing every detail to memory. She had to admit that the sore state her bottom was in this morning had made the gentle, loving spanking Jim had given her surprisingly delicious. With that in mind, her thoughts returned to Fiona, and she wondered if she’d judged her too harshly. Her apology seemed sincere.
“Hi, Shelley! How’s my naughty little girl?” Jim asked when he called to tell her he’d arrived home safely.
“Hi, Jimmy! Ohh, my hiney still hurts a little! Just the way I like it!”
“That’s my girl! I wish our plans didn’t get messed up by Fiona the way they did.”
“It wasn’t so bad, was it? We only lost a couple of hours.”
“But you didn’t get the spanking you wanted.”
“No, but I got one that was almost as good this morning!”
“I’m proud of you, Shelley. You’d have every right to be angry and disappointed, but you’re looking on the bright side. Good girl!”
“She apologized, Jim.”
“What?!”
“Yeah. When I returned to get my purse, she asked to speak to me. I was nervous when she closed and locked the door, but she apologized right away. For ‘abusing her authority,’ I think is what she said.”
“That’s exactly what she did. What else did she say?”
“Oh, not much. She said seeing you with the hairbrush made her think I’d like a punishment-type spanking, but she knows now I didn’t, and she said she was sorry several times,” she explained, leaving out the other details.
“Well, I’m glad she did. So, no harm done in the end.”
“Hey! I got a really sore hiney!” she pouted and then giggled.
“Careful, little girl, or I’ll give you a really sore hiney!” he threatened.
They both laughed and ended the call shortly after, as they anticipated the following Saturday when nothing would get in the way of their fun and games.
Back on the night desk, a couple of days later, a bored Shelley began rehashing the conversation with Fiona. Even more sympathetic when some time passed, she decided the whole thing wasn’t so bad after all, and in the end, she’d had some new experiences. She thought she’d like getting paddled if it was Jim doing it, and though she’d never had a woman lick her pussy before, she had to admit it had a different quality to it that was thoroughly enjoyable. She also wondered if a more severe spanking from Jim would lead to another like she’d had the following morning.
She recalled Fiona’s nasty attitude, concluding that that alone had made the whole scene less tolerable. She realized Fiona was playing the part of a Domme, but that didn’t make it any easier to accept. She even got a little angry about it again, and the idea of getting even, making her pay for her abuse, started sounding interesting.
She’d put the idea out of her head until her cell phone rang, and seeing it was Jim, quickly answered it.
“Oh, hi, Jim! It’s so good to hear from you!” she said with relief.
“Why? What’s wrong?” he asked, sensing that it was more than just being happy to hear his voice.
“Nothing,” she lied, “I don’t know. I was just thinking about …”
“What? Thinking about what?” he asked when the pause had become too long.
“I was thinking about Fiona again,” she confessed.
“I know you have to work for her, but just put the other thing out of your head!”
“There are some things she said when she apologized that I didn’t tell you,” she admitted.
She told him about the whole conversation and how her feelings had changed in the days since. How she’d been thinking about what it would be like to give Fiona the spankings she said she’d take. Jim could tell her feelings were genuine but was still cautious, considering it was Fiona.
“Would you like to get even with her?” Shelley asked.
“Would you?” he asked, putting the ball back in her court.
“No. I’m not angry anymore, but maybe …” she started but stopped, not sure she should continue.
“Maybe it would do her good to get a spanking like you get?” he asked, guessing her thoughts.
“Sort of. Using the hairbrush and paddle, we’d act like it was real punishment. I even suggested you’d take your belt to her but show her how it doesn’t need to be so mean. Give her just as much as she wants like you do with me.”
“I’ll do it for you, Shelley, if you want me to, but it’s your decision. And it’ll just be this one time, never again, okay?”
“Let me think about it. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?” she said, wanting to be sure before committing to it. She didn’t want to spoil another Saturday with Jim, especially since this was not a week he’d normally be in the area and, therefore, checking in on Saturday afternoon.
She gave it a lot of thought while working and decided that if she didn’t feel any different about it after waking up the following day, she’d call Fiona to gauge her reaction.
“Hello, Fiona Foster,” she answered when Shelley called.
“Hello, Miss Foster. It’s Shelley.”
“Oh. Hello, Shelley,” she replied, her voice subdued by the guilt she still felt. “What do you need?” she asked, assuming it was a business call.
“I wanted you to know that I talked it over with Jim, and if you’re still willing to accept a punishment spanking from him, he’ll do it.”
“Oh! Really? Um, okay. When and, um, how?” she asked, her surprise and interest increasing with each passing second.
“This Saturday, so I’ll need Friday and Saturday off so I can have some time with Jim, too.”
“Of course! I’ll work your shift if I have to,” she said, excitement beginning to show.
“Jim was coming to see me anyway, so he’ll have a room.”
“I’ll comp his room! Friday and Saturday nights?”
“No, just Saturday with a late check-out on Sunday.”
“I’ll get an early check-in if you want?” she said, trying to be as helpful and agreeable as possible. “How should I dress? Like a naughty little girl?”
“NO! Jim is my daddy, not yours!” she said vehemently. “Dress however you like, and bring that paddle you used on me. Two o’clock, okay?”
“Yes, and … thank you, Shelley. I hope you’ll understand how sorry I am after this is all over,” she said sincerely.
“I hope so, too,” Shelley replied and hung up.
Fiona got off the call, elated in a way she hadn’t expected. She’d offered to submit to Jim as a way of showing the sincerity in her apology, but now she found she was looking forward to presenting her bare bottom for a good spanking and maybe even getting a chance to play with Shelley’s tight little body.
Shelley knocked on Jim’s door and jumped into his arms when he opened it. She was more than a little excited about the prospect of seeing Miss Foster getting her bottom spanked good and hard but also enjoying it and hopefully learning something from it.
They kissed passionately with hands wandering all over each other’s bodies. His hands on her bottom reminded her that she, too, would get a good spanking, one that she should have gotten last week.
“Wow! Look at you!” Jim cried when he had a chance to see how she was dressed. A tight, sleeveless dress in a light lavender highlighted everything delicious about her body. Her trim waist, flat tummy, and youthful hips all revealed within the skin-tight dress, covering little of her luscious thighs. Even the small tits he considered perfect showed with erect nipples confirming the lack of a bra underneath.
“You like?” she asked as she twirled around for him.
“Like!? I love it! Shelley, I don’t want to spank you; I want to eat you up!”
“Good! Cuz I want my spanking later, after Miss Foster, but I wouldn’t mind feeling your tongue between my legs!” she said as she pulled her dress up to reveal the lack of panties as well.
“Oh my God!” he cried as he fell to his knees, grabbed a cheek in each hand, and pulled her freshly shaved pussy into his mouth.
Her knees went weak almost immediately, and with his help, she staggered backward to sit on the bed, her dress up around her waist. He licked her like the meal of a condemned man, and she came several times, wetting the bed where she’d sat.
“We have just enough time! Wanna fuck me?” she asked, still panting and gasping for air, as she stood, pulling him up with her. “Take my dress off!” she said, turning her back to him to unzip the beautiful dress.
Naked except for her high heels, she knelt to take his shorts and underwear off while he folded her dress. She let him lay it carefully on a chair before she yanked his shirt up and off. Kneeling again, she took his cock in her mouth just to make sure he was fully erect and then climbed on the bed, waving her perfect little butt at him.
“Come on, Jim! Stuff that thick dick in my tight pussy and fuck me hard!”
On his knees behind her, he did as he was told, Shelley grunting, ‘Oh my God!’ as he filled her up. Taking her at her word, he pounded his cock into her constricting sheath and spanked her randomly as well when she wanted it. The slap of his hand and his hips meeting hers punctuated the punishing thrusts. He only hoped to hold on long enough to give her what she wanted and needed from him.
“Oh God, Shelley! I’m gonna cum.”
“Me too! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she repeated until she felt his pulsing inside her, triggering her climax as well. “Ohhh, that was so good!” she said through panting breaths, collapsing on the bed with him beside her, holding her as though precious to him.
“Are you sure about this with Fiona? You can still back out,” he suggested.
“Yes. She made a mistake. Let’s show her how to do it right, okay?”
He agreed and helped her get her dress back on and couldn’t help hugging her tightly when the sexy dress revealed more than it hid. She approved of his outfit as well, a fitted white dress shirt and tailored black pants, noting the wide leather belt.
Knocking on the door of Fiona’s suite, she opened the door and invited them in. Befitting the reversal of roles, she was dressed in a loose floral dress, the hem of which came almost to her knees, looking the picture of innocence while Shelley was sexy as hell.
“I’m sorry, Jim, for what I did to you both, and I know I deserve to be punished,” she said in a contrite voice, biting her lower lip.
“How should you be punished, Fiona?” Jim asked, taking charge.
“With a spanking. Please? Take me over your knee and … and spank me,” she pled, desire evident on her face and in her voice.
“Come,” he said simply and, taking her wrist, led her to the chair she’d placed in preparation.
He sat and pulled her down over his knee in one smooth motion, a surprised ‘Oh!’ from her when he hadn’t bared her bottom first. He helped her position her mature bottom over his right thigh, caressing her fuller curves to straighten and smooth her dress.
“We’re going to show you that a spanking can be both painful and pleasurable at the same time,” he said and brought his hand down for the first many spanks she’d get today.
“Ooo!” she squeaked with the first and, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” as several more followed.
The contrast was not lost on her. She could feel them getting harder as the spanking progressed, but not a single one brought anything but arousal. She could feel her panties getting wetter and wondered only briefly what it would feel like to have her skirt up so he could see the damp stain.
“You’ll see that much of the pleasure comes from building the intensity slowly, and peeling away layers of clothing makes that happen without spanking any harder,” he said as he slowly drew her dress up to expose her pink bikini panties.
She lifted her hips to let it reach her waist and moaned when his hands touched her lower cheeks. “Oh my!” she cried with the first spanks; the feel of his hand on the bare flesh her skimpy panties provided in abundance another enticing escalation. Suddenly, she wanted her bottom bare, but he spanked on and on, denying her that pleasure.
Jim wasn’t surprised that he wasn’t getting much out of this encounter. Fiona was a beautiful woman with a full round bottom, but it couldn’t compare to his cute little Shelley. He tried his best to show his interest as he imagined Fiona would sense it, but it felt understandably like cheating on his little girl.
“Ohhh! Oh my!” she sighed when he stopped and squeezed both cheeks hard, pulling them apart to see the wet stain between, Fiona parting her legs in an invitation to touch.
“Peeling another layer, your panties down over warm cheeks heightens the arousal even more. The feeling of them coming down, the additional exposure, and the knowledge that the spanking will resume on your bare bottom all serve to enhance the spanking without a single smack.”
Speaking like he was an expert struck him as amusing as he’d only done some recent research to be able to describe what he’d already learned through direct experience with Shelley. Fiona was eating it up, and he wondered how far she’d let him go with the slow buildup.
Shelley, standing to his right, was also getting turned on by his descriptions and wondered how long it would take for her arousal to be dripping down her leg, having no panties to absorb it. She tried not to show her surprise when Jim slipped his hand up her dress to caress her bottom, telling her these were the cheeks he wished he was spanking.
For shock value alone, he very suddenly struck each of Fiona’s bare cheeks only once, but harder than before.
“Now you’ll get the spanking you deserve, Fiona!”
“Oh! Ow! Ooo! Ow-ow-ow! Oh God, yes! Ungh! Ungh!” she exclaimed in a continuous string of audible reactions to the spanks landing on her unprotected bottom.
Settling into a steady rhythm but gradually increasing intensity, he enjoyed watching her fleshy cheeks jiggle, bounce, and rebound from the prolonged spanking. Moving to her lower cheeks only exaggerated their punishing dance, and well over fifty landed before he stopped to give her a rest.
“Oh my God! Don’t stop! Please? Keep spanking me!” she pled, and he responded with harder-yet smacks. “Ow! Oww! Oh, God!” she cried as the intensity built even further, though still very slowly.
“You’ll find that several spanks on one cheek build the sting faster again without spanking harder,” he said in his calm, instructive voice. “Concentrating them on your sit-spots ensures you’ll be reminded of your sore bottom whenever you sit down.”
“Oh! Oh! Oh yeah!” she gasped as five fell on her right cheek, followed by another five on the left.
Continuing the pattern, he increased the number each time until more than a dozen fell on each cheek in turn, leaving Fiona panting and squirming from the delicious pain.
“Shelley, get the hairbrush, please?” he said after a quick squeeze of her hiney and then sliding Fiona’s panties down her quivering thighs and off. “No, you’re gonna do it,” he said when she tried to hand the brush to him. “Spread your legs, Fiona! Good! Now you kneel between them, Shelley … that’s it … and show her how a hairbrush spanking works,” he said to her smiling face.
“Tap her cheeks a few times to get her used to the brush’s hardness. That’s it. Now, give her a moderate smack on each side. Good!”
“Ohh, that’s it! I’m so sorry, Shelley!” Fiona cried, feeling the increased sting of a hard, flat surface smacking her fleshy cheeks.
Shelley settled into a rhythm, if not a pattern, spreading swats from the brush all over Fiona’s bottom, fascinated by the jiggling flesh. She smiled at Jim when he mixed a few hand spanks in between, and they enjoyed seeing her body twisting and squirming to evade the punishing hands.
“It hurts!” she cried as the relentless spanking continued, but she showed it wasn’t all pain when she’d lift her hips, inviting them to persist. “Oh! Oh! Oh God!” she gasped when Jim’s fingers began exploring her squishy wet pussy, spreading her legs as wide as she could to give him free rein.
He leaned to his side for a quick kiss from Shelley, but also to get a better angle to thrust his fingers into her dripping pussy. A few strokes inside, followed by a trip through her slit to tease her clit had her squirming in an entirely new way while the hairbrush beat a faster tempo. Shelley switched to the pattern of several swats on a side to amplify the sting.
Fiona couldn’t believe what was happening. The pain from the hairbrush should just hurt, but she relished every strike, and with Jim’s fingers punching into her pussy, a magnificent climax was building fast. She couldn’t speak; only grunts and gasps escaped her lips between panting breaths.
“Oh my … oh my Go … oh my God!” she finally got out just before it struck with a ferocity she hadn’t felt in ages.
Her punishers stopped as her body quaked on Jim’s lap. He stroked her bruised bottom gently as he conferred with Shelley.
They had originally planned to reenact the entire punishment spanking from last week showing Fiona how sensual and satisfying it could have been, but Jim didn’t want her sucking his cock, nor having to fuck her again; such was his ambivalence toward the woman. They agreed to one more activity, the one Shelley had actually gotten some enjoyment from.
“You can get up,” Jim told the panting Fiona, helping her stumble to an upright position, rubbing her bottom.
“I can’t … can’t believe …” she started between halting breaths.
“We have one more spanking planned for you.”
“Only one?” she asked, her disappointment obvious.
“Yes, we feel we will have taught you the lesson we set out to teach with one more: a paddling. Shelley, grab the paddle, will you?” he requested before leading the trio into the bedroom.
Shelley handed Jim the paddle and stood at the end of the bed while Jim held Fiona in place with a grip on her upper arm. Shelley slowly lifted the hem of her pretty dress, and the sight of her slit first revealed her nakedness to Fiona, who licked her lips in anticipation. With her dress up around her waist, she got on the bed, moved back from the edge, and spread her legs invitingly.
Fiona was practically drooling at the sight and the thought of Shelley’s oh-so-tasty pussy in her mouth again.
“Are you going to fuck me again, too, Jim?” she asked, not taking her eyes off the pretty young pussy.
“No, I’m not. That’s just for Shelley. Take your dress off,” he instructed. “The bra, too,” he said when he saw it. Good. Now, you’re going to bend over and lick my … MY Shelley’s pretty little pussy while I paddle your sore ass, and I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied Shelley has gotten what she wants from you. Understand?” he finished, letting go of her arm.
“Yes, sir,” she said as she moved to the bed.
Bending over, she rested her torso on her elbows such that her hands could slip underneath to cup Shelley’s cute little butt. She apologized again before reaching tongue first for her tasty dessert.
“Yeow!” she screamed as the first swat from the paddle struck just before her tongue.
Shelley started moaning as soon as Fiona’s expert tongue slipped into her slit and felt the recoil from the next swat. Fiona spread her stance for stability, not wanting the paddle to spoil her meal.
After a half dozen swats and at least as many cries of pleasure from Shelley, Jim stuffed three fingers into Fiona’s dripping pussy, fucking her energetically while still applying the paddle at strategic points. Fiona groaned into Shelley’s pussy, who came unexpectedly from the arousal of the combined activities.
Fiona lapped up the savory nectar before a pair of hard swats encouraged her to start on Shelley’s next climax. With his fingers back in her seething slot, Jim punched at her pussy while paddling at a steady pace, and soon it was Fiona’s turn to cum, crying ‘Oh fuck!’ as her body jerked in response to each swat of Jim’s paddle.
Shelley squirmed in response to the whole scene, the tongue barely letting up on her pussy when Fiona came. She grabbed Fiona’s head on both sides and pulled her face into her crotch, wiping her pussy with her face. Satisfied that her juice was smeared across her boss’s face, she let go of her.
“Oh! Oh fuck!” Fiona gasped as Jim’s fingers plunged into her pussy again. “A dildo! In the bathroom! Please?!” she pled, accepting the substitution for Jim’s cock.
Jim pulled his fingers out and gave her six hard swats as a warning for her to continue licking Shelley. The bathroom was only a few steps away, and he returned with a huge rubber cock. He thought to ask her if she wanted it but chose to surprise her by stuffing almost all ten inches into her in one smooth thrust.
“Holy fuck!” she mumbled with a faceful of Shelley’s pussy and stopped licking to enjoy its retreat and new charge into her cunt. A hard swat from the paddle got her tongue working again.
Shelley felt another orgasm seconds away as she watched Jim stabbing Fiona’s pussy with the giant cock while paddling almost continuously. “Oh! Oh my!” she cried as she felt her clit sucked into Fiona’s tight lips and came again with the first few flicks of her tongue on her stiff little nub.
She looked at Jim with fatigue on her face, but she wasn’t crying ‘Uncle’ just yet, and only moments later, he could see her climbing to another peak.
Wanting this to be the last, he stepped up the pace and intensity of both hands as he stood to Fiona’s side, pounding her pussy with the dildo while swatting both cheeks from above. Fiona’s body tensed, trying to hold another orgasm back until she couldn’t take any more.
“Oh my Goooddd!” she yelled as a long stream of clear liquid shot from her pussy across the small gap and splashed against the mirror opposite. Twice more, she squirted, the last a shorter burst barely reaching the dresser below the mirror.
Shelley had been on the verge of cumming herself when Fiona’s incredible climax triggered hers as well. She grabbed her head again and mashed it into her crotch to prolong her orgasm while the sight of the two additional bursts from Fiona’s pussy left her gasping for air.
Fiona fell to the bed beside Shelley, who moved away, finished with the woman.
As the pair gasped and shook with random shudders, Jim looked down on the scene, incredulous at what had just happened. He certainly hadn’t planned for this outcome, but despite who it was, he felt oddly proud of what he’d wrought. He’d never seen a woman squirt, not surprised to find out later that Shelley hadn’t either.
Shelley recovered first and climbed off the bed with Jim’s help. She kissed him lovingly before going into the bathroom to clean herself up. When she returned, Jim smiled at the sexy dress, back in place, hiding what only he should see from now on.
“That was … fantastic, incredible, amazing,” Fiona said, unable to find a suitable word as she finally recovered enough to sit up and speak. “Thank you! Thank you both!” she added sincerely.
“I have only one more thing to say,” Jim started. “I only did this because Shelley asked me to. She wanted you to see how the same things done in a different manner could be enjoyable and not just painful. You took quite a bit of punishment this afternoon, possibly more than we endured last weekend, but I think you see and feel the difference in the outcome.
“I hope this has completely cleared the air between you two, and you can go on to work together as you had before without fear of further altercations or reprisals.”
“I feel like a child who’s been taught a lesson with a good, hard spanking, and I thank you both again for that. Shelley, you’ve gone out of your way to help me despite the abuse I poured on you both, and I’m so grateful. You have only to ask for something in return.”
“A raise would be nice,” she said facetiously with a giggle.
“Done!” Fiona replied to her shocked face as she rose from the bed to walk them to the door. “Thank you again!” she offered at the door and stood naked in the doorway, watching them walk away until they disappeared around the corner to the elevators.
“Oh, Jim!” she cried as she fell into his arms, “You were amazing in there!”
“So were you!” he replied as the arriving elevator dinged, and they got on arm in arm. “Where are we going?” he asked.
“To the room,” she answered. “I want to love you like never before!”
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Hopefully our favorite Night Desk clerk and her lover are through with Fiona, and can go on from here together. What’s in store long term for the pair? Keep reading, and don’t forget to ‘Like’ and/or ‘Favorite’ my story and Thanks For Reading!
