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On the night of another full moon . . .
Jocelyn dashed into her apartment. She was running late. Tearing off her clothes, she ran to the shower. If she was lucky Reggie would be late, but he was never late; and she knew she wouldn’t be that lucky this night. He’d only prompted her a half dozen times about their plans. They were very specific, some reception that he had to be at eight o’clock sharp.
As soon as Jocelyn was out of the shower, she heard the doorbell.
“Dammit!”
She answered the door with just a towel around her.
“I’m sorry I have no excuses, I’ll be ready in five minutes,” she said. Giving him a swift peck on the cheek, she was racing back to her room. She thought she saw Reggie laughing at her obvious distress.
It was fifteen minutes before she returned to the living room to find Reggie not at all annoyed.
“You’re looking surprisingly happy,” she said. “I thought you’d be stark raving mad, the way you were so adamant about time last night.”
“Actually, I find your distress enjoyable.”
“Thanks.”
He was also admiring her. The blue dress with the cut out bodice allowed him to see her cleavage almost as plain as day, and the skirt was riding dangerously high on her legs.
“You like it?” she said staring down at herself. “It was supposed to be a real surprise, but I think I’ve blown it with this crazy beginning. Really, Reg, I’m sorry, we’re going to be late, aren’t we?”
“No,” he replied.
“No? I thought this thing we’re going to starts at eight.”
“Cocktails at eight, the program at nine, we have a few minutes.”
She didn’t know whether to be relieved or mad. “You mean to tell me that I busted my butt to get ready, and we don’t even have to leave right now?”
“No. In fact, I have just enough time to redden your ass.”
“What! You’re going to spank me now!”
“Yes.”
Reggie pulled Jocelyn to the sofa with him, right over his lap, her wiggling bottom the center of his vision.
“You’ve got to be kidding! I just got dressed and you’re going to mess me up.”
His reply was all in the movement, raising her skirt, though he hardly had an inch to raise since it was already so short.
“Panties!” he said, surprised to find them.
“Please, Reg,” she tried again. “You’re doing this just because I was late, good god that’s ridiculous.”
“I’m spanking you because I want to see your bottom red, and I want you sexually aroused all night.”
His hand came down with a half dozen sharp smacks.
“And because you didn’t call me when you got home from London, little bitch, and because there’s no excuse for being late.” He sounded as if he could go on forever listing her offenses. His hand came down with an emphatic smack.
“Ooo, ouch, oooo, please.”
It was an instantaneous burn, though as he continued, his hand was so ungodly warm, and his lap so firm, and the heat undeniably stimulating. She felt his growing erection under her, which was solace for the pain. She couldn’t wait to enjoy it when he was done.
“Oh, ouch! Damn that hurts!” she cried.
