A Well Deserved Spanking

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Marlene and Henry Schofield had been married more than forty years, having married when they were both in their late teens. The marriage was not one where a pregnancy had brought it forward because they were very much in love but two children did arrive when the Schofield’s were in their early twenties.Like most marriages, they had their ups and downs over the years, but they were generally happy although, in more recent years, disagreements had become arguments and sometimes the arguments became more heated. Sex between them had tailed off to the extent that it was now just about non-existent, but neither of them was particularly responsible for that, just as neither of them was particularly bothered.This particular day they had had a disagreement about something trivial in as much as Marlene mentioned that she had seen that a particular programme was returning to TV and Henry had replied that he had told her that last week.”No, you didn’t,” insisted Marlene.”I did, I told you,” persisted Henry.”You fucking didn’t,” retorted Marlene with her dark eyes blazing.”Calm down, it is not worth getting upset about,” said Henry, although he knew that he had told her.”I will not calm down, you did not fucking tell me,” stormed Marlene.”I have had enough of this, I am going to my office; Perhaps you will have calmed down by lunchtime, ” said Henry with his ‘office’ being a spare room from which he worked two or three days a week.During the morning, Marlene was still seething. She was very temperamental, bahis siteleri something that Henry put down to some Latin blood, on Marlene’s mother’s side of the family. Her fiery personality had been exciting throughout most of their marriage, but Henry was starting to find it tedious in recent times.Late morning, it dawned on Marlene that Henry had in fact told her about the programme but backing down was not in her nature. If Henry did not mention it anymore, then fine, but if he brought the subject up again she was going to stick to her guns. The simplest thing for her to do would be to admit that she now remembers him telling her and to apologise for her outburst but Marlene Schofield was determined to do neither.Normally at lunchtime, Henry took a half-hour break from work to have a coffee and a sandwich. He entered the kitchen to find Marlene sitting there, already with a coffee and with a face like thunder.”Oh I see you are your normal happy self, ” said Henry sarcastically.”Fuck off, ” scowled Marlene.”Charming; You need to grow up,” said an exasperated Henry.”I said fuck off, ” repeated Marlene with her eyes looking straight ahead and not at Henry.”Marlene, you are behaving like a spoilt child, you should have your bottom smacked, ” said Henry but only as a figure of speech, not because he had any intention of doing it.”Fuck you, ” said Marlene, by way of a bit of variety.”I shall have my coffee and sandwich in my office, I cannot put up with your behaviour,” said Henry before leaving canlı bahis siteleri the kitchen with his lunch. Marlene had dug herself a hole although she could still get out of it with a bit of backing down and maybe grovelling, but that was not her way of doing things.Throughout the afternoon, Marlene continued to fume, although she did not really know why she was fuming. Also, although she did not know just why, the words ‘bottom smacked’ kept coming into her head. Normally she prepared a meal for the two of them for soon after 5 pm when Henry finishes his work for the day, but she stubbornly and childishly did not do so.Henry was not surprised that there was no meal ready and he took it calmly. Marlene’s mood appeared to be as black as before, but Henry calmly said, “I am going to get fish  Do you want fish Turn the television off,” ordered Henry and Marlene meekly complied. Henry sat on the chair with Marlene standing to his right-hand side. She nervously clenched and unclenched her fists.”This will not be a fun spanking you know,” said Henry.”I know that,” replied Marlene.”But you deserve it, ” added Henry.”I know that too,” replied Marlene.”You have probably deserved it for quite some time,” Henry went on.”Yes, I have been a bitch and I deserve a good hiding,” said Marlene.”Exactly, now get over my lap,” said Henry.Marlene was quite a big woman, she certainly had a big arse and that arse was currently covered by a rather tight black skirt. She lay over her husband’s lap. He moved canlı bahis her body slightly and he felt his cock start to stiffen. Marlene was looking at the carpet, waiting for the assault on her backside to start and start it did.Henry spanked hard from cheek to cheek. He spanked at a quite regular pace and Marlene started to squirm, but she did not, initially, cry out. It went on and on SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! from one buttock to the other and Marlene was uttering “Oooh’s” and “Argh’s” as her husband continued to spank hard.Henry had not pre-decided the number of spanks, but he was mentally counting and he had delivered fifteen to each cheek when he stopped. Marlene was red-faced and breathless and had tears in her eyes and her arse was sore. It registered with her that the spanking had come to a stop but what happened next came as a bit of a shock, “Get up, take your skirt off,” ordered Henry.She was mortified that the spanking was apparently going to continue without the protection of her skirt, but she obeyed and scrambled up and unzipped and dropped her skirt. Henry noticed a damp patch in Marlene’s black knickers before he said, “Back over,” and Marlene again sprawled over his lap.Henry looked at his wife’s very full buttocks in the black underwear and then went on with another series of cheek-to-cheek spanks, but now, with less protection, Marlene was yelling more and she was bucking and writhing.Henry was having to use his left arm to keep her in place as SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!  echoed around the room punctuated by yelps and sobs and cries from Marlene who was also very aware of mounting sexual excitement in her vagina.Henry had given each cheek another fifteen slaps when he said curtly, “Knickers off”.

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