I stood up and straightened my uniform jacket. Putting my cap on, I looked at Julie as she picked up the phone.
“Hi Marta, Julie here, just a quick call to let you know I have invited Mario to have dinner with me tonight. He has graciously accepted my invitation”
I could not hear the reply from mom but knew that Julie would explain that everything was ok and that Julie and I would be having dinner that evening.
The call made, I accompanied Julie out of the store and the two of us walked the short distance to Julies car. Julie threw the keys to me and I opened the car door for Julie, watching closely as she sat down, my eyes catching tantalising glimpses of Julies lovely legs as the skirt rode up her shapely thigh. Her skirt had risen up almost to the V of her thigh, exposing her panties. The view as far as I was concerned was simply breathtaking. Julie saw the glance and made no attempt to rectify the problem, in fact under the guise of stretching actually made her skirt rise even more and so revealed the sheer panties she wore. I walked around the car and got into the driver’s seat and started the car, putting it into gear before driving off, heading for Julies house.
Julie smiled as she watched me ogle her, I tried but failed to make it look innocuous I spent more time looking at Julie instead of the road and more than once Julie had to admonish me to keep my eyes on the road. “Just you wait young man”, she thought, “I am so going to spank you tonight.” As I came close to ramming into the car in front of us, Julie shouted a warning and said;
“Mario be careful, you nearly hit the car in front, keep your eyes on the road and your mind on driving us safely, Do you want a spanking from me tonight, because if I have to speak to you about your driving again that is exactly what you will be getting.”
The tone of Julies voice alerted me to my predicament, with a supreme effort I tore my eyes off the vision seated next to me and tried to concentrate on the road. I mumbled an apology and a promise to be more careful in future.
Julie’s retort made Mario uneasy and awoke him to the very real possibility that his bare butt was going to get a roasting tonight. Julie was very angry and he knew that when she got angry he was going to spend time looking at the carpet with his bare butt pointing skywards.
The thoughts running riot in Mario’s mind would have made interesting conversation. “Oh shit I am an idiot, why the bloody hell she left her skirt riding up her legs like that, I can see her panties and they don’t seem to cover much. What will I say if she decides to tell mom. I can just imaging the conversation, Oh Marta I had to punish your Mario last night, he was looking at my panties and ogling my tits. Yeah, mom will be right peed off and my arse will cop it.”
Thankfully we arrived at Julies house without further mishap and as Julie got out of the car she said, “Well at least we got here safely, you young man are going to pay for that little near accident and don’t tell me you got distracted.”
A few moments later after collecting my scattered wits I followed Julie into the house and together we entered the kitchen where Julie sat at the kitchen table after first filling the kettle and switching it on.
“Mario, be a love”, she said as I entered, “fetch my slippers for me, my feet are killing me, they are in my wardrobe.”
“Sure Julie”, I replied, turning to do her bidding. As I walked though the house towards her bedroom I wondered what was going to transpire this evening. Even though the thought of a spanking was not enjoyable the fact that Julie was an object of extreme desire made the whole situation highly erotic
I went straight to her wardrobe and picked up the slippers, they were of a simple design, cloth covered uppers with a rubber or nylon sole, on impulse I slapped my leg and was surprised at the sting. “ouch, that stings,” I mused as, slippers in hand, I made my way back.
I handed the slippers to Julie who took them and then told me to undress as she had decided to spank me for nearly crashing her car.
Meekly I complied with her wishes and once I removed the uniform I stood in front of her clad only in my boxers.
“Come on, get over my knee, You have a spanking to come, don’t take all day.”
Ruefully I assumed the time honoured position every naughty boy assumes several times in his lifetime. Julie adjusted my position to her liking and once she was happy she started to spank me. This was the stuff that dreams were made of. The spanking did not initially hurt but like all spankings the sheer volume of spanks began to tell, especially when Julie concentrated on one spot for several seconds before moving on to find new pastures for her hungry hand.
A full five minutes went by before Julie pronounced herself satisfied and let me up, by then my bottom felt like it was on fire in spite of the whole spanking given as it was over my boxer shorts. They were not really boxers but fitted tightly and were made of Lycra. I was surprised because I was convinced she was not finished with me yet, sure enough once I stood up Julie told me not to get dressed as there was unfinished business.
“Yes ma’am”; I answered respectfully. I did wonder as to exactly why Julie left me in my boxers but as we stood in the kitchen preparing dinner I discovered the reason. My covered bottom began to itch, it was hot to the touch and the fire did not dissipate like it did when the bottom was bare. I tried to rub but Mothers have this innate sense that enables them to see out the back of their heads and know when their charge is involved in doing something they shouldn’t be doing. Julie never let on she had seen me rub, she simply carried on doing the job of preparing the dinner, only as she passed behind me one time she paused, bent over and in the process she removed her slipper, she then pushed the back of my head downwards forcing me to bend over and when my hands grasped the kitchen counter top she raised the slipper high into the air and brought it down hard on my boxer covered bottom. A split second later the second blow struck in exactly the same spot closely followed by a third and a fourth spank.
As she spanked she said “I do not recall telling you that you could rub your bottom, now did I Mario.” Before walking off leaving the slipper where it was next to me. Julie carried out the little task and returned past me where she picked up the slipper and delivered another four stinging spanks, this time to the other side cheeks.
“You can stand up now, remember rub and you go back over my knee for more of the same, only this time it will be with my hair brush, Marta tells me you really hate it when you get spanked with the brush”.
“Yes ma’am I will listen and will not rub.”
“Good, then I won’t have to use it then will I?”
We sat down to a lovely meal, well Julie sat, I gingerly sat on a cushion and yes I did enjoy the meal, even though my bottom was really sore.
The rest of the evening was very good, Julie had this thing about wanting to spank me again, this time she stood me at her side and then she removed my boxers only to find a very excited young man.
“Oh now what do we have here, this makes for a nice handle and I think we should go to my bedroom now.” Taking my member in her hand and using it like a handle to lead me by, she led me to her bedroom where she sat down after first removing her dress and then sitting on the bed clothed only in her underwear she grasped my very erect member and gently tipped me over her lap positioning me in such a way that my member lay only millimetres away from her wet sex, she then began to plaster very soft taps all over interspersing them with languid gentle rubs that only succeeded in arousing me further.
I squirmed and writhed in total ecstasy as a direct result of the incredible stimulation until with a loud groan I lost the struggle to keep from climaxing and blew up all over her lap. Fearing I had done wrong I said; “oh God Julie, I am so sorry, I have messed all over you, please don’t punish me, I am so sorry.” I tried to explain that this was a first for me, “I haven’t ever done something like this before, Are you going to punish me for cumming all over your legs?”
She shushed me and told me not to worry as she had been expecting me to climax, telling me that now I would last longer when we made love. With a firm slap she urged me off her lap, , Julie walked to the bathroom and returned with a cloth whereupon she cleaned all the mess as well as my now deflated member. Satisfied I was clean she removed the rest of her clothes and climbed into the bed urging me to join her under the covers where I joyfully lost my virginity, guided by a few well placed spanks whenever I did something that did not please my beautiful friend, boss and now my lover.
