A Shared Interest

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Fifty-seven-year-old Andrew Elsworth was visiting a small seaside town from his own village, about ten miles away. A town that he often visited.Andrew had a great interest in reading and there were two secondhand bookshops in the town he was visiting. He had been in one of them and was now in the second one.Andrew had been divorced for several years and his social life was more or less non-existent. He was a quiet man, bordering on shyness and since his divorce, he had had little female company.He had a wide range of reading interests including sport, military history and true crime and he had spent quite a while browsing in the bookshop.His eyes alighted on a book title and it was a title that intrigued him, the book was entitled, ‘The English Vice.’Andrew took the book from the shelf and looked inside and on the title page, it read, ‘Beating, Sex and Shame in Victorian England and After.’Andrew looked at the chapter titles and they included chapters on Home and School Beating in Nineteenth-Century England, a chapter specifically on Eton, Judicial, Prison, Army and Navy Floggings and Flagellant Prostitution in Victorian England and After. There were other chapters too, but these caught his eye.Andrew had had an interest in corporal punishment for as long as he could remember but had very little personal knowledge of it. He had been caned by his headmaster when he was seventeen and he and his ex-wife indulged in some mild spanking in the early and happy years of their marriage, but that was it.Also when at school, Andrew had been passing the headmaster’s study door when another seventeen-year-old schoolboy was receiving six strokes of the cane across his buttocks. Andrew’s penis became immediately stiff and he hurried to the toilets for a wank.He had numerous books, magazines and DVDs at home, some featuring male/male punishment, some male/female, some female/male and some all female. Depending on Andrew’s mood at the time, any of those could be put to use as his right hand moved rapidly up and down his penis.The price of the book that Andrew was showing great interest in was not cheap, but he might never get another chance to acquire what looked to be a very interesting piece of literature. He decided that he had to have it.Andrew moved towards the table at which the shop proprietor normally sat but he stopped mid-stride because the person seated there was not the gentleman that Andrew had seen on previous visits to the shop. In fact, the person seated there was not a gentleman at all but a well-built and not unattractive female who was probably aged in her sixties.”Oh, um, when I have been in here before, there has been a gentleman here,” said Andrew, still with the book in his hand and feeling embarrassed about handing such a book to a woman.”Yes, my brother Tim; He has taken a couple of days off so I am minding the shop; can I help you?” said the woman, looking at the book in Andrew’s hand and inviting him to hand it over and to complete the transaction.Andrew thought of putting the book back but he handed it to the woman hoping that she would just look at the price and not the title, no such luck.”Oh yes, flagellation and corporal punishment; an interesting subject for a lot of people, more than would probably admit it,” said the woman, almost with a smirk on her face.If a man of Andrew’s age could blush, he was blushing, “Um, yes indeed,” Andrew escort bayan said because he thought that he had to say something.”Does your interest go beyond reading about it, may I ask?” said the woman, still with the book in her hand.”Um, no, not really,” replied Andrew, wondering if he should say that he wanked whilst watching DVDs.”Oh, mine does,” smiled the woman, leaving Andrew wondering if she liked giving or receiving, or both.”Oh, does it?” said Andrew, not sure if he wanted to be having the conversation or not.”Yes, I cane naughty boys and girls, adult ones,” revealed the woman.Andrew was speechless, the woman still had the book.”I also like a good belting on my bare buttocks from time to time,” continued the woman. Andrew’s penis was stiff in his trousers.Andrew either had to say something, leave the shop without the book or encourage the woman to complete the transaction. He was still deciding what to do when another person entered the shop.”That will be fifteen pounds please sir,” said the woman to Andrew, with her eyes on his.”Um, yes, thank you,” replied Andrew, handing the woman the cash and taking the book that she had put in a brown paper bag for him.”See you again very soon I hope, sir,” said the woman to Andrew, moving her head toward the new customer to suggest that Andrew returned when the shop was empty.Andrew left the shop after giving the woman an embarrassed smile. He did not know if he would return shortly or not but he did not walk too far away from the premises.Andrew was standing in a side street a few yards away from the bookshop, trying to absorb what had just happened, or at least what he thought had just happened. It seemed to him that the woman was offering to cane him and also possibly suggesting that he belts her bare arse.If either or both of those assessments were correct, did he want to be caned and/or did he want to belt her arse?He knew that he could only find out if he had read the situation correctly by going back into the shop when there were no other customers there. He had almost plucked up the courage to go back in when somebody else entered.If he walked away now he knew that he would be forever wondering what he had missed out on, even if he was not certain what was on offer.To Andrew’s annoyance, the bookshop suddenly became very busy with people coming and going so he thought that he would leave and return later in the morning or early afternoon.Andrew approached the bookshop again just before one in the afternoon but came to a standstill as he saw the woman inside the shop changing the sign on the door from ‘open’ to ‘closed.’The woman saw Andrew and beckoned him in, he instinctively accepted the offer.”Hello again, I am just closing for lunch but I think that you and I have things to talk about, don’t you?” smiled the woman.”Yes, I do,” replied Andrew, as the woman closed and locked the door.”I was hoping that you would come back, come through,” said the woman, leading Andrew through the back of the shop and up some stairs.Andrew had only seen the woman seated, but she had a broad arse in a quite tight black skirt, and his penis started to stiffen again.Upstairs seemed to be used for storage, but the woman led Andrew into a room that had a table and a couple of chairs, plus a kettle and a toaster. There was also a refrigerator and some drawers and cupboards.”Would you like a coffee?” smiled the kocaeli escort bayan woman, indicating for Andrew to sit on one of the chairs.”Yes please, if it is no trouble,” replied Andrew politely.”Oh, no trouble at all; as I said, we have things to talk about,” said the woman, who Andrew was finding increasingly exciting and attractive.”Milk and sugar?” enquired the woman.”Please, one sugar,” answered Andrew.”How rude of me, I have not introduced myself, my name is Pamela Nugent,” said the woman.”Andrew, Andrew Elsworth,” replied Andrew, shaking the hand that Pamela had offered.The coffee was made and Pamela was seated. “So Andrew, how long have you had an interest in corporal punishment?” asked the seemingly ever-smiling Pamela.”From my school days, thoughts of fellow pupils being caned um,…,” Andrew started to say.”Excited you? Me too with girls at my school,” replied Pamela, putting Andrew at ease.”Yes, it excited me but I felt guilty that I should be excited,” admitted Andrew.”Did you get caned at school Andrew? I did,” said Pamela.”Yes once and it bloody hurt but I was also very aroused,” confided Andrew.”Yes, I can relate to that; I masturbated with cane marks on my bum,” laughed Pamela.Andrew was feeling so at ease talking with this woman, normally he was quite withdrawn talking to a female that he did not know. Despite his ease, however, Andrew was happy for Pamela to lead the conversation to wherever it might go.”Have you been caned since then, Andrew?” asked Pamela.”No,” replied Andrew, knowing what the next question would be.”Have you ever wanted to be?” was Pamela’s expected next question.”I have never really thought about it; I like reading about such things, but have never really thought of being caned myself,” Andrew answered honestly.”But you are thinking about it now, aren’t you Andrew?” asked Pamela, her face now more serious.”Yes, I am, Pamela,” Andrew answered softly.”As I said, I cane naughty adult boys and girls; would you like me to cane you, Andrew?” continued Pamela.”I am honestly not sure; um, you said that you sometimes like to be belted,” said Andrew.”Ha, yes; are you saying that I can cane you if you can belt my big arse?” laughed Pamela.”No, I was not saying that,” replied Andrew, not too certain what he really was saying.”Are you married, Andrew?” asked Pamela.”No, I was but I have been divorced for a long time,” answered Andrew.”I have never married; if you want, you could visit me at my cottage at the weekend,” said Pamela, back to smiling.”Well, I am not sure if, um, ..,” Andrew started to respond.”Only if you want to and if you do, whatever happens, happens, okay?” said Pamela.For the first time, Andrew was now thinking that sex might be on offer as well as getting his arse caned and giving Pamela’s backside a belting. “Do you mean perhaps stay overnight?” asked Andrew, trying not to sound too presumptive.”Two nights if you want, Friday and Saturday,” replied Pamela.”Oh my goodness, it is a long time since a lady has suggested that I stay in her house overnight, but you are suggesting two nights,” chuckled Andrew.”Is it a while since you have been with a lady, Andrew?” asked Pamela, wondering if she should elaborate on the question, or maybe should have not asked it at all.”Yes, a long while, Pamela,” answered Andrew, not wanting to tell her that his only sex for the last several kocaeli escort months had been with his right hand.”Perhaps that is something that we can put right if you visit me at the weekend,” said Pamela, taking Andrew’s hand in hers.”Are you sure, Pamela? You know nothing about me,” said Andrew.”I am a good judge of character and I think you want your bottom caned, want to belt mine and you need a fuck so yeah, I am sure,” laughed Pamela.”You may well be right, Pamela,” smiled Andrew.”Unless you do not fancy me, of course,” said Pamela, looking concerned.”Oh yes I fancy you, you are a very attractive woman,” answered Andrew truthfully.”Very attractive old woman, I am sixty-eight,” laughed Pamela.”You certainly don’t look it,” replied Andrew.”Mmmm, wish we could fuck right now, but it is very cramped up here and I have to re-open the shop soon,” said Pamela.”Meeting you is unbelievable,” said Andrew, clutching Pamela’s hand.”Ha, we haven’t done anything yet; it should get really wild at the weekend,” chuckled Pamela.”You had better give me your address,” said Andrew, hardly believing his luck.Pamela gave Andrew her address and they exchanged phone numbers. They stood up and had a long, sensual kiss and Andrew was close to cumming in his underpants. Pamela said that she would let him out of the back door because it would look suspicious for him to go out the front door of a closed shop.They agreed that Andrew would go to Pamela’s cottage on Friday with the intention of him staying until Sunday, this day was Tuesday.That Tuesday evening at home, Andrew thought about his meeting with Pamela, thought about the upcoming weekend, read part of his new book, and wanked.Pamela and Andrew spoke to each other on the phone on Wednesday evening and agreed that nothing was set in stone regarding what they did at the weekend, they would just go with what seemed right at the time.They did not speak on Thursday but exchanged ‘thinking of you’ texts.It was Friday evening and Andrew prepared to travel the short distance to Pamela’s cottage for what could and should be a weekend of exciting experiences. He was nervous, not so much about maybe getting a caning, but more about the offered sex.Andrew had never considered himself to be a great lover although maybe he underrated himself. His penis size fell in the average category, he assumed, and he was worrying that he might not satisfy Pamela. He found her very attractive and she would not have invited him to her cottage if she had not fancied him, so he just hoped that when any fucking took place, it went well.Pamela had had much sexual experience with both sexes, often also involving corporal punishment of some sort, but had not had any long-term relationships and did not have a regular sex partner in her life at the moment. She did find Andrew attractive and she was looking forward to giving him his first fuck in a while. She was also looking forward to possibly caning him and also baring her buttocks for a belting from him.Pamela thought that she would offer Andrew the chance of sex as soon as possible after his arrival because she thought he was probably gagging for it, but she would let him decide if he wanted it straight away rather than try to force him into it.Andrew arrived at Pamela’s cottage and she was at the door to greet him. The black skirt that she was wearing now looked considerably shorter than the one that she was wearing when they first met, she also had more make-up on.”Hello Andrew, so good to see you again,” said Pamela, as he got out of the car and she promptly planted a kiss on his lips.”Hello Pamela, so good to see you too,” replied Andrew.

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