Closing the front door behind them, Robert pushed Wendy against the lobby wall; kneeling before her, he lowered her satin panties and began to service her willing cunt with his tongue and lips.

Looking down at her husband, she ran her fingers playfully through his hair……..

“I can’t begin to explain just how exciting that was for me Robert! Oooo, slow down darling….nice long licks please. I managed to observe him while I pretended to doze off……that’s it, just there….mmmm……He couldn’t take his eyes off me……like he was in a trance….I was flaunting myself….”

Robert looked up at her for a moment: “He didn’t suspect anything then?”

She pulled his face back into her crotch again…..

“He was transfixed…….eventually he got his cock out and started to wank off, on his knees….right in front of me….”

“The dirty old pervert! Did he touch you?”

“Yes, my legs……..then my panties…….his thing was so big Robert……..so stiff and nasty!”

“Oh baby, you are so wet….like I’ve never seen you before….”

Robert pulled out his erection and began humping Wendy’s nylon leg.

“His sperm squirted on the floor, right in front of me. I could see him………his ugly wrinkly perverted face contorted……….”

“Oh god, Wendy, you are becoming a first class bitch!”

“A few drops of his sperm landed on my shoes darling….and my nylons…..can you see them?”

Wendy spasmed as Robert licked her to a powerful orgasm. She looked down at him……

“That’s it darling, hump mommy’s leg!”

That was enough to send Robert over the edge, as he sprayed hot spunk over his wife’s stockings……to mingle with Mr Jones’s contribution.

Later that night, lying in bed, they were cuddled up closely….

“I didn’t think you’d do it Wendy…..really, I thought you’d back out. Mr Jones can die a happy man!”

“It was so dirty, Robert…..so very dirty….and exciting!”

“Yes……..you definitely deserve a hard spanking after that little episode!”

“Talking of spankings, Robert……….I had a nice long chat with Carol the other day……she managed to worm some things out of me……some of the things that we do……..the spanking……..and…….the caning…….”

“Oh god Wendy……..I thought this was going to stay our private business!”

“Well, she kept asking……probing….she seemed to be excited by it……and……at the end………you aren’t going to believe this……….she asked me if I could get you to spank her!”

“Wow!”

“I know……but she was serious…..apparently Jeff won’t do anything kinky.”

“What about the sex part……does she realise what comes with the spanking?”

“Yes, I told her……I think that’s what she wants…….the erotic thrill……the risk……she seemed very excited by the idea…..and…..she’s got a lovely bottom.”

“To be fair, she’s rather lovely all over, Wendy! I must admit, I’d like to get her over my lap!”

“I said that I’d have a word with you……try to ‘persuade’ you…….that perhaps you could deal with us together, if you wanted that…….”

“Oh yes…..I think that can be arranged…….yes indeed!……..Isn’t it great to help out friends and neighbours!?”

Wendy burst out into a fit of giggles….

A week later, Wendy and Carol were waiting patiently, upstairs in the master bedroom, sitting rather formally at either side. They had both spent over an hour, getting ready….primping and perfecting their hair, makeup and outfits.

At Robert’s instructions, both ladies were of course wearing nylon stockings, suspenders and stiletto heels. Carol was wearing a tight ‘leopard-print’ dress, cinched at the waist with a wide brown leather belt, and brown high heels to match.

Wendy wore a lovely long slinky gold evening gown, with matching gold satin heeled sandals.

Eventually, they hear Robert’s arrival. Nervously, they listen as he fussed about downstairs…….Then the unmistakeable noise of his treads as he climbed to the upper floor, before letting himself into the spare room.

Giving her husband some time to settle and arrange certain ‘items’, Wendy then stood and leading her friend by the hand, went to stand outside the spare room door.

She knocked tentatively……and waited. 30 seconds passed…..

“Come!”

She eased the door ajar, to see Robert sitting on the sofa.

“Excuse me sir, I’m very sorry to disturb you……”

“What is it?”

“I have a lady here, who needs to be dealt with sir……..

“What a damn nuisance. Very well, bring her in…”

Wendy turned back and grasped Carol’s elbow……pushing her ahead……

“In you go!”

Pushing her to the centre of the room, she then turned, closing the door, standing with her back to it. She could see quite clearly that Carol was now very nervous.

Robert allowed himself the luxury of appraising their submissive female friend; standing before him. Looking at her steadily, she was unable to meet his gaze.

“I am told that you are in need of punishment, young lady…….is that correct?”

Carol bit her lip……

“Yes sir.”

“Well, I do hope for your sake, that you are correctly attired. This is a serious company! Wendy?……would you come over here and help me inspect her please?”

Wendy strode over to her friend. Reaching down, she grasped the hem of Carol’s lovely dress and slowly lifted it to expose her sheer tan nylons and stocking tops.

Noticing that one of her suspender clips had become detached, Carol quickly apologised to Robert and carefully adjusted herself.

“Sorry sir…..”

Wendy then, standing behind, lifted Carol’s dress further……..exposing a most delightful pair of transparent, nylon ‘leopard-print’ panties.

Robert reacted with the measured voice of a connoisseur : “Most charming my dear. Most charming!…and now the back view, if you please, Wendy….”

His wife manoeuvred Carol and repeated her erotic, slow, teasing exposure. She could see that her friends panties were already damp as she reached down and smoothed them carefully, across her displayed bottom.

“I think we’ll have you in the corner, Carol……Take her over, Wendy….that’s it, nose in the corner, and make sure you hold your dress right up!”

Lower her panties…….just enough so that we can all see that naughty bottom…..”

“Now, Wendy…..I think we have some unfinished business. I understand that you have been making a nuisance of yourself again……yes?”

“Oh please sir, I was only trying to be neighbourly……..just like you said…….”

“Nonsense!…….and failing to take proper care of your nylons…….unforgivable!”

“Mu apologies sir……accidents will happen……”

Robert stands up and moving behind his wife, begins to unzip her evening gown.

With a shrug of her shoulders, Wendy allowed the sensuous satin-lined garment to fall from her shoulders, slithering over her buttocks…….and collecting in a ‘pool’ at her feet. Carefully she stepped out of the dress in her gold sandals, picked it up and draped it over the end of the couch.

What a sight she made……..a violet satin and lace waist cinchier, with no fewer than 12 violet satin suspenders attached to sheer black fully fashioned nylon stockings. A matching bustier held and pushed forward her delicious small white breasts.

Reaching behind a cushion, Robert retrieved the ball-gag he had bought, on-line.

“No Robert….there’s no need for that…..I promise to be a good girl……mmmmph….”

It was too late. Before she could react, her husband had inserted the latex ball between her lips and teeth and was fastening it firmly in place, behind her head.

“Its going to be a severe cold caning Wendy. You wouldn’t want to disturb our neighbour…….would you!?”

“Mmmmmmmmgggggphhhh”

Gently, he guided her to the desk and bent her over a cushion he had placed there earlier, before bringing her arms behind her back. Swiftly, he secured her wrists, using another of his recent acquisitions……..the handcuffs.

He gave her a few token swats on the bottom, before lowering her sexy knickers to her ankles…effectively keeping her legs loosely bound.

“Now Wendy…..you just stay there and think about poor old Mr Jones…….”

Robert sat back on the sofa; delighted at his handiwork. How delightful to have two such lovely specimens, displayed for his pleasure…..waiting….waiting…..to be dealt with.

Ten minutes went by as he savoured the scene in front of him and exulted in his absolute control of the situation.

“Now then Carol, you can turn around. Keep your dress right up and come here…..over my lap.”

Obediently, she walked towards him and draped herself, wantonly, over his knees.

Robert spent some time, fondling her proffered buttocks and thighs……then suddenly, began to spank her…….

It was more painful than she had expected…..his big hands rhythmically slapping each bouncing globe in turn……but before long the sensation seemed to change…..becoming a glow…..with a tingling sensation in her groin. Shamelessly, she began to squirm and hump herself against Peter’s lap.

He was aware of her changed state and now spanked harder………she started squealing and moaning……..he reached under and started to frig her cunt……..

She was now threshing about, reaching for her own tits and pinching the nipples as Robert brought her to a noisy, wet, powerful climax.

“Good girl, good girl……”

She remained, lying on his lap while he gently stroked her hair……

“Now, what are we going to do with Wendy. Believe me Carol, she deserves a severe punishment………”

“I’ll tell you what…….I’ll leave the decision to you. I can either give her twelve hard strokes of the cane on her bare bottom……..or……..I’ll allow you to give her bottom six strokes with the leather tawse; but they will need to make a big impression.”

Reaching behind a cushion, he took out the instrument of punishment and laid it on the sofa, in front of Carol’s face.

Carol got up and sat next to Robert……she looked over to her bound friend who now turned her gagged features in their direction. With dribble running from her mouth, she was trying to communicate with her eyes…..

“Mmmmmmmgghhh”

Carol turned to Robert……..

“Let me beat her…….please…….I’d enjoy that……I’ll make it count, I promise….”

Robert handed the Tawse to Carol.

She stood and positioned herself behind Wendy.

She tried a few practice strokes against the arm of a chair first, then looking back towards Robert, looked for a sign…….

Robert simply nodded.

Carol proceeded to swing the tawse through the air…..whipping the leather at full force across her friend’s vulnerable posterior. Wendy jumped and tried to move to one side…..immediately crying with pain.

The blows came at 30 second intervals. Wendy’s mascara was running down her flushed cheeks onto the desk. After six strokes, her rear end was crimson.

Robert motioned for Carol to join him again on the sofa. As his wife was left in painful bondage on the desk, he turned to Carol, kissed her forcefully on the lips and grabbed her tits. Then, positioning her over the end of the sofa he took out his now fully engorged member and penetrated her eager cunt from behind.

It didn’t take long before he was spunking deep inside her…….